"Where is she?" Xavier questioned, his tone low and threatening it sent chills down Kace’s spine, and the others near him. But never Xander. Xander was a maniac!
Xavier heard Xander cackle over the phone one more time as if he’d heard a funny joke.
"Do you want to see her so badly?" Xander asked, despite knowing what Xavier’s answer would be.
"Where is she?" Xavier questioned.
"I see you’re desperate to see her," Xander sneered. "Don’t worry, since you haven’t seen her in two months, you’ll get your chance soon. Besides, I’m not as heartless as you think I am." He paused for a moment, the sound of a keyboard clicking in the background filling the silence.
"There! Check social media. I’m sure you’ll appreciate what I’ve sent you." His voice dripped with malicious satisfaction, leaving Xavier with a growing sense of dread.
Xavier frowned in confusion but wasted no time. He hung up the call and immediately checked social media. As soon as the first video popped up on his feed, his heart stopped for a moment. He couldn’t believe his eyes.
His pulse quickened, heart hammering against his ribs, as he struggled to keep himselfposed. Whatever he had just seen rattled him to the core, igniting a storm of emotions he could barely contain.
On his screen was ady who was ced on the table with two men aggressively manhandling her.
The video was grainy, presented in monochrome, and slightly blurry, but despite its poor quality, anyone familiar with the woman would recognize her instantly.
Her movements, her figure—everything about her was unmistakable. Xavier’s breath hitched as he stared at the screen, the image sending a chilling wave of disbelief through him. There was no denying it—it was her.
Anger surged through Xavier’s body, as Anastasia’s scream for help flooded his ears. He wanted to do something. He wanted to rip Xander from wherever he was hiding and stab him until he had no more flesh left to call his own.
He was desperate to do many things to Xander.
Xavier quickly scrolled past the video, unable to continue looking at it as those two heavy men raped her like they were some animals.
Then his phone rang again.
"Did you enjoy the video?" Xander asked, chuckling one more time.
Veins popped on Xavier’s skin, as the thirst for blood raised. But this time, he wanted Xander’s blood.
"She was kicking and screaming in that video, thinking she could fight those men all on her own. Unfortunately for her, she’s just a weak little fickle thing and that’s what she’s going to be for the rest of her life. But you don’t have to worry, if you miss her again, I will upload another video then you can feel as much closer to her as you want."
Xander grabbed the phone tightly, his teeth gnashing together as he demanded, "Where is she, Xander?!"
"I don’t know," Xander responded. He could hear Xavier’s heavy breath through the phone and he couldn’t help but be satisfied with how things had turned out for him.
"Xander, let’s meet up. Decide a location and bring my wife along with you, that’s if you’re bold enough to do so...." Xavier threatened.
The huge grin that was ying on Xander’s lips faltered to a huge scowl.
"You know you’re in no position to make such vacuous demands," Xander spouted. "You remember what happened years ago when I asked for your help? What did you tell me?"
"That doesn’t mean you get to send all your hatred towards my wife! You’re mad at me, aren’t you? Then let’s meet up and fight things out if you know you aren’t a coward!!" Xavier bellowed.
Xander went silent for a second, and Xavier had to check to make sure the call was still connected.
"Let’s meet up then," Xander responded, then hung up on the call.
A few secondster, Xavier got a text from a weird number.
Quickly, he went to Maxwell and had thetter copy the number for tracing.
"Are you going to meet him?" Kace asked concernced in his tone as he stared at Xavier.
"I have to. It’s the only way we can end things," Xavier responded.
Maxwell nced between the both of them, something flickering in his eyes before it disappeared as if it had never been there.