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She was drenched in sweat and she was shaking like a leaf. She looked at Xavier with hooded eyes. Her skin had turned red and she kept rubbing her feet on the mattress as she was trying hard to get rid of her pain. Xavier tore his gaze away from her and looked at Emily who was glaring him. "T-Then what should I do Emily?", he asked her innocently. Emily gaped at his words. "What.the.fuck.do.you.mean? Stop talking through your hat Xavier, your wife needs you at the moment.", she gritted as she gave him an incredulous stare. Xavier huffed in annoyance while few tears escaped his eyes.

Meeting Alpha Xavier was all that matters now. "Well that won't be necessary, once I find Xavier I would definitely quit this act and we both can return to our normal lives"I uttered as I continued stealing glances, hoping to see Xavier. "I can't wait for that to happen, but I guess we're keeping the dress and the car" Emily stutters as she ran her hands on her dress, she sounded weird to me, wondering how someone would love a dress so much that he or she could treat it like a child. "Well I guess so, "

Things are quiet as we savour our first bites and we give Hannah so much praise, I’ve never seen her blush so much. I notice how close Xander and Haley are becoming. I think everyone notices the chemistry between them. They continually look at each other with their secret looks that they think the rest of us don’t notice and I even saw him feed her some of chefs amazing treats. I can’t help but smile at how right I got it with these two. Maybe I should set the other boys up too. I grin to myself at the thought. “Xander did you hear Mr Hashimoto’s son is taking over from him?” asks Tyler.

Brixlee felt stupid, that she had been blinded by his charade for so long. Tears welled up in her eyes as she took a step back, her voice quivering with a mix of fear and disbelief. "How could you? How could any of this be true, Xavier?" “Stop making me look like a villain, Brixlee” He began with a smirk, resting on the drawer by the bed. “We all have our dirty laundries. But trust me, you are far more perfect than Emily and I truly love you. Emily deserved to die and you deserve to be with me. I am the only one who can give you all the happiness you deserve”

He said. Fury painted that pretty face as she turned back to Jax. “Months later, Xavier started calling me by her name. And I demanded to know who she was. Well, he told me as he brought me into his office—the office I could never go into. He took me into the office and showed me this huge painting of Emily. It hung right behind him, taking up the whole space. It almost looked like a shrine. An altar for a dead lover. And then he confessed that Emily was his ex-girlfriend and that she’d killed herself by accident.” “How?” Jax asked.

When the heavy bedroom door flew wide open, Emily looked up with a small, innocent pout on her pink lips. "Xavier!" Emily said in a soft, weak voice, pretend-coughing into her small lace napkin. "Oh, Xavier... I feel so sick... My poor head is spinning so fast..." Xavier did not care about her pale face or her weak voice. He rushed over to the side of the grand bed, dropped down to his knees on the thick rug, and grabbed both of Emily’s hands in his warm, thick grip! "Emily! My sweet Emily!" Xavier shouted, his voice full of thick excitement. "Clara told me everything! Is it true?! Is it really true?!"

After I finished, silence hung in the air like a guillotine ready to drop. After a couple of minutes of silence, Emily rubbed her hands gently as she shook her head. "I'm still trying to wrap my head around this. I can't believe this!" She croaked out. I nodded, shooting her a rueful smile. "Neither can I. Who would have thought that Alicia of all people would be capable of love? At worst, she and Xavier, for that matter!" "I know right? It just sounded so sour in my mouth." Emily said, scrunching up her face which earned her a giggle from me.

I asked him and he chuckled and said, “Lexie, you have to ask harder questions than that. Everyone in the supernatural world knows I am married to Emily the Immortal King’s sister.” Tyler then cleared his throat and said, “Okay, then Xavier, where did I catch you fucking my sister for the first time.” “Seriously you are going to bring that up again. Fine then, on the island in Emily’s kitchen.” Xavier tells us and Tyler says, “Yep you are definitely Xavier.” “Okay asshole, where were we flying home from when I heard you fucking Lexie all the way home?” Xavier now asked Tyler and my cheeks began to turn bright red knowing that he had heard us.

Why? A million and one thoughts ran through my mind, but I barely had any second to take it all in before someone cut in again. Emily let out a rasping laugh, the sound grating and cruel. “Oh, how sweet. The mighty Xavier, played by not one, but two women.” Her gaze flicked between us, sharp as daggers. “You must feel so very proud.”

her voice creaks and breaks "You trapped me, you trapped me in that pathetically broken prison you call a heart but I've finally got out..." a giggle follows "you didn't like that lipstick stain on his shirt did you" "Lipstick stain" realization hit Emily like a bus "That lipstick stain, you planted it there" she points a finger up in the air, pointed at a person she couldn't see