~Zara Todd’s POV~ “I don’t hate him. I just don’t like his company. I just don’t like the way he challenges me on everything and the most, I don’t like the way he wants to get near you,” he says and my eyes widen.“Getting near to me? Why would that bother you?” I ask with my brows raised up.“Why wouldn’t that bother you? Whose wife are you? Who are you here for? Why are you here? And who are you responsible for? I don’t think that’s Asher. It’s me, Xavier. That makes a clear sense that you belong to me and I don’t have a habit to share my belonging and to let the people wander around my belonging,” he says.Belonging?Does he think that I am some stuff that belongs to him? It hurts me to hell when I hear him saying that I am nothing but just some belongings to him.I know I am tied to him. With this so called legal relationship of hu

~Zara Todd’s POV~ Seeing your own teacher making out with each other is the weirdest thing that you will ever get to see in front of your eyes. I know I am hiding right below that table but seeing them going more than the board made me so much anxious that I end up shouting.“No,” Xavier looks at me as he hears me shouting out loudly below the table. His facial expression is something like, ‘You’re not supposed to do that but what can I do when you are stupid.’Yeah! I clearly find this expression on his face.“Damn it!” he quickly unzips his hoodies and covers both of our head with it.“That was from below the table, wasn’t it?” I can clearly understand that’s Miss Lily’s voice and she already knows from where the sound is coming from.“I guess so too. Let me check darling,” the maths teacher says. My heart beats so much loudly when I hear him te

~Zara Todd's POV~"What are you doing here, Zara?" His  voice is enough for me to give a heart attack that I flinch on the place I am standing and maybe because he sees my image behind the curtains that he finds me quite easily.There is nothing I can do except hide my face with my hands. I cover my face with my hands and press my face hard with them making myself completely unable to look in front of me."Seriously, Zara. You are being shy in front of your husband. I understand girls are shy but what's with hiding behind the drapes? Is this the new trend of expressing you are shy?"he says with his voice mixing with laughter.He surely doesn't know how I am feeling right now. And will he stop saying husband again and again? I feel like I am so much old that he calls that in front of me.Not again, he starts to create his theory again. I uncover my face and yell at him."I am not shy. Don't use your head to create your theory, master Xav

~Zara Todd’s POV~“What happened to you in the past Xavier? What are you so much afraid of?” I ask as I hold his hands.“What I am afraid of? I am not afraid of anything,” he says as he breaks the embrace and walks towards the table.“I’m really sorry Zara. I didn’t mean to. I just didn’t mean to ruin this moment but can we just get back right now. I am not feeling quite well,” he says.I can see the complete discomfort in his eyes. I think I should try to understand him rather than trying to argue more with him.Xavier Dawson has never been an easy topic for me. He has been the most difficult topic that I am not able to understand. The more I try to understand, the more I get entangled with the curiosity. I know Xavier has gone through something so much wrong but he isn’t telling me at all.And I should respect his decisions. I should give him the comfort so that he could tel

~Zara Todd's POV~Devi brings us some snacks to go along with the movie and leaves the place. I am amazed by the fact that Xavier seems so comfortable with Devi more than his mother. They seem like they are actually mother and son instead of Jennifer Dawson.I keep on putting my hands on popcorn and eating them while watching movie.Then, I suddenly find his hands gripping mine on the pop corn."Stop it Zara! You're going finish em' all," he says as he holds my hands."Aren't they made to be finished?" I blink my eyes as I turn back my head to the television."Obviously but I'm sure you won't leave a single piece for me," he says as he keeps the bowl of pop corn on the side and slides himself towards me and keeps his arms around my neck."I hope this feels warmer," he says. I can never imagine how cheesy Xavier can be. Like I am almost melting on his actions every time he does something like this. When did he even learn these kinds of