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"Kill them if you have to. If you have no other choice. But remember, Xavier, any member of a cartel you kill could be the reason for us to start a new war. Are you ready to start a war over Tallulah?"
I smirk at him. There is nothing for me to say. We both know that I'm ready to kill, maim and hurt people to get what I want. If it means starting a war with an imposing cartel, so fucking be it. There is nowhere else to go but inside, to meet the love of my life and to punish her for all the things she's done to me over the years.
Chapter 12
Myheartispoundingand I feel scared, more so than ever.
I feel his presence in the room, knowing deep down that he's in here with me. I can smell him, feel him close by. But I'm too afraid to say anything or acknowledge his presence. From the moment the door opened, I knew he was here, his smoldering scent leaving an electrifying shiver going down my spine as he came closer to me.
Xavier hasn't touched me, and my body anticipates the reaction once his skin meets meets mine, but he doesn't make a move to do it. He doesn't reach out for me. Doesn't make any attempt of bringing me closer to him. He just lets me sit on the floor on my knees, my hands handcuffed behind my back, and a hood over my head. The only way I know it's him is by his scent, and the inescapable need I feel to be closer to him, even though I know he probably hates me more more than ever.
"It's been a long time, angel," Xavier says in a dark voice tinged with sadness.
I shiver, and I can tell he notices, because a growl escapes his lips as he watches me in my predicament. I want to tell him to go away so I can continue living my life the way I have been, by my own rules. But I say nothing of the sort. I feel the hood being taken off, but I don't open my eyes, refusing to look at him and refusing to admit all the terrible things I've done to him in our relationship.
I keep my eyes firmly shut when I feel his finger make contact with my skin, gently tipping my chin back and forcing me to look into his dark eyes.
"Aren't you going to look at me?" Xavier asks, and I wonder whether or not I'm imagining the small hint of sadness in his voice.
Is he excited to see me?
Does it fill him with the same amount of trepidation and anxiety as it does me?
Does he want to be near me?
Did he miss me?
What's life like back at home since I left?
Do the dog still remember me? And you, Xavier, do you miss me every night, waking up in a cold sweat and touching the spot where I'm supposed to sleep in the bed only to find it empty?
"Open your eyes," he demands, his voice darkly decadent and dripping with venom.
There is not enough fight in me left to say no. Instead, my eyes fly open and I look deep into his. There's so much pain, pain that was once love but has turned into something ugly and vicious. I can see how much I've hurt him and how much I fucked up our relationship by following through with my parents' wishes.
But there is no escaping my actions now. Now that we're finally reunited, I have no choice but to submit to him once and for all.
"Aren't you going to say something?" he asks, cocking his eyebrow at me as we stare at one another.
My heart is racing, making me wonder whether he's feeling as on edge as I am. But I'm too afraid to put my feelings into words. There's nothing left to say but stare into his eyes and beg for forgiveness I know won't be forthcoming.
"Hello Xavier, I finally manage to get out, my bottom lip quivering as I make eye contact with him and force myself not to cry.
And that's quite the task, especially when I allow myself to think of all the missed time all the missed touches and all the times we could have spent together if it weren't for my parents. I stare deep into his eyes and wonder how he feels about me now. Whether there's any of that love left the love that we shared for one another before things went south.
I don't think he cares about me anymore.
I think everything I've done has forced him onto the other side of that emotion, filling him with hatred for me.
Xavier claps his hands together shocking me into the present. He claps again.
"Everyone out of here. Now," he says firmly, and his men hesitantly but quickly make their way out of the shed which we're in.
I realize we're still on the property of the shelter, and I can smell the smoke coming from the main building which must have burned down by now. I don't know how Xavier found me, but I assume it has to do something with the man who called me sweetheart and rudely insinuated that he was going to sell me and make a profit off of me.
Once the room is emptied, I feel even more scared. It's just us, and I know Xavier has no mercy for me. After all this time, all he wants to do is punish me. And all I want to do is jump back into his embrace and show him just how sorry I am for everything I've done to him.
"Have you been thinking about the day we'll be reunited?" Xavier asks me directly. "I wonder what it was like in your head, whether it was a dream or a nightmare. For me, it's been both. I've been thinking about strangling you. Choking the life out of you before you so much as get a chance to say you're sorry. But now that you're here, I find myself incapable of hurting you, except in the ways that you used to love. Now I'm going to turn everything that you used to yearn for into something negative for you. Our love is going to become something darker, more sinister, and more painful. I hope you're ready for what I'm about to give you, Tallulah."
