With an abrupt, powerful grip, Xavier seized her arm, propelling her toward his sleek car.Xavier scolded her, his voice laced with displeasure. "I thought I told you to stay in the car.""I a-apologize" she stuttered. "I n-needed some f-fresh air. Is e-everything a-alright?" Her question hung in the air, laden with anxiety, as she looked back at Alex who stood helplessly watching the scene unfold"None of your fucking business" Xavier replied, as his eyes bore into her with an intense glare.There was an urgent intensity in his movements as he forcibly guided her into the backseat, the leather cold against her skin. Aurora's voice quivered with fear as she tried to make her case, her words trembling as she pleaded for understanding and a chance to explain the situation that had landed her in this bewildering scenario."W-what's w-wrong? P-please. I d-don't know w-what I've d-done b-but I'm s-sorry... p-please..." she cried, her words interrupted by hiccups.He forcefully shoved her i

Xavier settled himself on a nearby couch, spreading his legs in a display of dominance. His gaze remained fixed on her, a silent storm brewing behind his intense stare. The room grew heavy with an oppressive silence as he contemplated his next move, his expression morphing into something more sinister than before. Aurora gingerly rubbed her sore elbows, wincing at the stinging sensation, while her tears flowed uncontrollably, betraying her overwhelming emotions.Every fiber of her being trembled with vulnerability as she faced this daunting figure before her. The air crackled with tension, and she couldn't help but wonder what he was plotting in that twisted mind of his. His menacing eyes seemed to pierce through her, holding her captive in a web of uncertainty and fear. In that moment, Aurora felt utterly defenseless, at the mercy of a man whose intentions remained shrouded in darkness.Xavier's gaze briefly darted to the scratches on her elbows, a flicker of remorse stirring within h

"GET. UP!"Aurora rose quickly, her fingers smoothing down the contours of her dress as her gaze met his. The faint sheen of sweat adorned her palms, her heart lodged in her throat, a palpable tension lingering in the charged air between them."Now that you've taken on the title of Mrs. Xavier Knight, does that magically transform you into my fucking wife? Well, let me make it clear—you're not, and you never will be," Xavier's voice oozed with venom, a furious torrent of defiance. As he concluded his tirade, he fixed his intense gaze on her, anticipating a reaction. Yet, Aurora stood like a statue, her silence and stoic expression concealing her emotions.Aurora's plea, "Y-your wrong, I n-never w-wanted...," her words hung in the air, a desperate plea for mercy.Xavier's fury roared to life as he unleashed a torrent of anger, his voice reaching a crescendo, making the very walls of the room tremble. "Never wanted what.. Huh?" His voice thundered louder, vibrating with unrestrained rage

Aurora lay beside the graves of her beloved parents, the words of Uncle William echoed in her mind like a haunting melody. His voice, filled with hope and wisdom, offered a glimmer of solace amidst the darkness that surrounded her."Aurora, my dear," he had said with a gentle smile, "I know you possess a soul that feels deeply. Your marriage with Xavier may not be the fairy tale you dreamed of, but within him lies a hidden gem. He may wear a hardened exterior, but deep inside beats a heart of gold. Be patient with him, seek to understand him, and in due time, your patience will bear the most beautiful fruit."She let out a weary sigh, the weight of her circumstances heavy upon her. Uncle William's words seemed both comforting and daunting. Could she truly find a way to penetrate Xavier's icy facade and touch the warmth within? Was it possible to salvage a future together by simply being her authentic self?The wind whispered through the surrounding trees, carrying the scent of bloomin

A heavy silence hung in the air, creating an uncomfortable tension between them. Xavier's voice broke the stillness, dripping with sarcasm and contempt."Fantastic! Fucking fantastic! You've managed to waste my precious time when I should be preparing for work." He said as he looked at the kitchen clockHe faced her once again, a mocking smile forming on his lips."As for your sleeping arrangements, I cannot have you on the floor. What would my father or my sister think? We wouldn't want them to perceive you as 'Poor little Aurora' the helpless victim and me as the heartless oppressor, would we?"Aurora lowered her eyelids not knowing how to react to that statement "Anyway, follow me. I'll graciously show you to your place, or should I say, your humble abode," he mused sarcastically.Aurora nodded silently, following Xavier as he led her to a room adjacent to the kitchen. The small space held a single bed, a modest side table, and a small cupboard. A separate door that probably led t