Xavier POVSitting across from Marissa under the warm lights of the restaurant, watching the faint reflection of the chandelier catch in her newly dyed chestnut hair, my chest ached with a heavy, suffocating conflict.I was playing a dangerous, selfish game.To the rest of the world and to her every single morning I was Xavier Sterling: the cold, unyielding CEO who lived across her hall, bought out luxury suites, and hid his possessive tendencies behind corporate dominance. But beneath this intricate silver mask, I was Xav, the protector she actually opened her heart to, the man she trusted with her deepest thoughts and quietest smiles.They were both me. Every single touch, every single word, every carefully orchestrated moment of care came from the exact same man.I wished so desperately, so damn badly, to reach up, unhook the silver frame from my face, and tell her the truth. I wanted to look her in the eyes without a barrier between us and tell her that every single piece of prote
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