MasukXAVIER The silence that followed her words was louder than any argument we had ever had. “I almost believed this email over you.” Her words felt like a physical strike, a cold blade sliding between my ribs. I watched her hand, the one I was holding too tightly, tremble as she tried to pull away. I knew I shouldn't let go. I knew that forcing her to stay was only feeding the monster of doubt she was currently battling with. But the thought of her walking out that door, living a lie, was more than I could stomach. She wasn't just angry; she was mourning the trust she thought we could finally solidify, and I had no possible way of making her understand.My gaze went back to the photos she held tightly. “The meeting in those photos isn't what they look like, or rather they are, but the context is important.” I have been quietly working on consolidating power, on utilizing threats to Laura before they can fully materialize. But explaining that means revealing just how many people stil
LAURA I wanted to stay in that second forever. The second way Xavier admitted he loved me and the world finally felt sturdy, I wanted to memorize the way his eyes looked, wet and honest. But the nightstand erupted with a redeem him, and I watched the honesty in his gaze flicker into something sharper, something guarded. “Ignore it,” I whispered, desperate to crawl back into the safety of his hands. But Xavier was already moving. The vulnerability was being tucked away, replaced by the man who was always looking for the next straight.“It’s late, Laura. Someone is trying very hard to get a hold of you.” Then he handed me the phone. The screen was a white glare in the dim room. One email, no sender's name, just a subject line that felt like a slap to the face: “You deserve to know the truth about your husband.” My fingers hovered over the delete button. “Posivia saw my hesitation. Open it,” he said quietly. “No more secrets.”I slowly opened the email and my breath hitched. At th
LAURA I knew I should send Xavier away.Should protect myself by maintaining safe distance after our fight, after everything he had done and how hurt he made me feel. Should build my walls so high that he couldn’t hurt me again. But I was so tired. I was so tired and so sad. And the truth was I didn’t want to be alone.When Xavier climbed into bed behind me and pulled me against his chest, I let him. Even as tears continued to slide down my face, part of me wanted to push him away. I just couldn’t.Eventually, exhaustion won and I drifted off, still wrapped in his arms.When morning came—or what passed for morning since we’d barely slept—neither of us moved.The sun was just starting to filter through the curtains, painting the room in shades of grey and gold. I could tell Xavier was awake from the change in his breathing, but I didn’t want to acknowledge it yet. I didn’t want to ruin this quiet peace we found in the night.Finally, he spoke, his voice rough and raw in a way I’d ne
XAVIER Dawn still hadn’t broken.It felt like the night was going round in circles with no end. I tried to sleep, to forget about everything that had happened but it kept replaying in my mind like some broken record.The hurt in Laura’s eyes, the complete, aching hurt and disappointment she felt just because I couldn’t put my pride aside.And if someone were to ask me why, I wouldn’t know what to tell them. I couldn’t keep using the excuse of just not knowing how to, could I?I could tell what she wanted when she kept bringing up the same thing to me. She wanted me to try. To just fucking try because it wasn’t about me anymore.But why the hell was I finding it so hard?Had living in my father’s shadow messed me up that badly?Just then, my phone buzzed on the nightstand.I reached for it almost instantly, some stupid part of me hoping it was Laura. Maybe texting me because she couldn’t sleep either. Maybe ready to talk again.But it was Vanessa.‘Productive session today. Looking f
XAVIER I didn’t get home until 4am in the morning.Exhausted didn’t even begin to cut it. I was running on zero sleep, my patience stretched out to nothing, and my entire body felt like it weighed a thousand pounds.The warehouse situation had turned out to be a complex waste of time—one of my newer guys had gotten paranoid over absolutely nothing, going on about moving shadows and convinced we had intruders when it was just the building settling.Marcus should have handled the situation because he was mainly responsible for this sector, but he had other things on his hands to handle.He was keeping a close eye on Alexie and if I was being completely honest, that’s all I needed him to do.By the time I’d gotten there and personally verified that everything was fine—no threats, no break-ins, nothing worth the emergency call that had pulled me away from Laura—it was past 2am. I’d crashed at one of my safe houses nearby rather than making the long drive back to the penthouse. It had s
LAURA That evening, I heard Xavier’s key in the lock around 8:30 PM.I’d been sitting on the couch for the past hour pretending to read a book, the same page staring back at me because I couldn’t focus on a single word. Every sound in the penthouse made me jump, thinking it was him.And now he was finally here.Xavier walked in looking exhausted—his tie loosened, his slightly tussled from running his hands through them, dark circles under his eyes that told the day had been as brutal for him as it had been for me.He stopped in his tracks when he saw me on the couch, something flickering across his face. “You’re still up?” He asked, his voice dripping with concern.“Can we talk?” The words came out smaller than I intended, my voice betraying all the vulnerability I’d been trying to hide.Xavier studied me for a long moment, then nodded. He set his jacket and briefcase down and came to sit beside me on the couch, leaving just enough space between us that we weren’t touching.The di
LAURA “Ughh,” I groaned as I tried to move my limbs but it was no use. Everything hurt.Pain was the first thing I registered as consciousness slowly crept back in—a throbbing sensation that radiated from the top of my head to the soles of my feet. As my eyes slowly opened, my vision swam, blurry
LAURAI stood there, standing in front of the door for what felt like ages.This was what I wanted.Wasn’t it?For this contract to be strictly business and nothing more. So why didn’t I feel happy about it? Why did it feel like an empty void had made its way to the depths of my stomach?“Laura?” J
LAURAI could hardly believe what was going on.One moment, I was crying in Xavier’s arms, pouring my heart out, and the next, his lips were on mine, kissing me with an intensity I’d never experienced before.My heart was racing so hard against my chest it hurt.I tried to pull away, to make sense
XAVIER Laura just stood there, her father’s letter clutched in her trembling hands, streams of tears running down her face in a way that made something crumble inside me.“It’s too much,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “This is all too much. I can’t—I don’t know what to do with any of this.”S
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