<i>The book had a dark cover with some skull realistic designs that screamed morally gray with explicit smut scenes. He recognized such books because he’d seen Arabe reading something simr to it one time.</i>


    <i>"Why are you reading this?" He couldn’t help but ask.</i>


    <i>"Because I like it." Her reply was short as if it was something obvious.</i>


    <i>Samantha didn’t waste a second before she grabbed the book off his hands.</i>


    <i>"How old are you?"</i>


    <i>Samantha stared at him for a few seconds, wondering if she should tell him her age. "I’m twelve."</i>


    <i>"You’re too young to read that book. Does your father know about this?"</i>


    <i>Samantha scoffed silently as she rolled her eyes backward.</i>


    <i>"He doesn’t know. And even if he does, he wouldn’t care," she responded.</i>


    <i>Xanderpletely understood where the girl wasing from since he was in the same situation.</i>


    <i>He watched as Samantha walked towards a chair and took a seat.</i>


    <i>"I’m an only child so I don’t have anyone to talk to but the servants, and sometimes, I read books. That’s it! If you want to, you cane read with me," she offered, patting the empty seat beside her.</i>


    <i>Xander cringed at the thought of reading explicit scenes where the male and female would act out porn throughout the book all in the name of plot. Whenever he saw Arabe reading such books, he couldn’t help but wonder how she was getting entertained.</i>


    <i>"No, thanks! I have somewhere to go quickly," he replied.</i>


    <i>"You’re leaving?" She asked, suddenly curious.</i>


    <i>"Yes, I’m going to see someone, but I’ll be back soon," he said, waving her goodbye as he nced up at the wall clock.</i>


    <i>When he got downstairs, he found Bruce giving the butler some instructions, which had Xander wondering where his wife was.</i>


    <i>"I want to go out to see someone real quick," he said, waiting for Bruce to prevent him from leaving the house.</i>


    <i>Bruce only gave him a pointed look before he nodded. "Ask the driver to take you anywhere you want to go. Remember not to exert yourself. You’re still recovering," he reminded.</i>


    <i>Xander left the house in the car Bruce had suggested.</i>


    <i>It was already close to evening, and he could only hope the person he wanted to meet was still where he expected them to be.</i>


    <i>After a few minutes of being on the road, Xander finally arrived at his destination.</i>


    <i>"I hope she’s still there," he mumbled under his breath as he thanked the driver and got out of the car.</i>


    Xander ran to the hair salon and what he saw next stunned him, forcing his legs toe to a halt as he felt a dagger digging into his chest.


    <i>"What’s going on here?" He demanded.</i>


    <i>At the entrance of the salon, Arabe was a part-time hair stylist too, she was in an awkward position with Xavier’s hand tightly wrapped around her waist to prevent her from falling.</i>


    <i>The position looked so intimate any onlookers would think they were a couple.</i>


    <i>When they heard Xander’s voice, their heads whipped to look at him.</i>


    <i> "Arabe nearly fell—" Xavier didn’t get the chance toplete his sentences when Xander’s hard fist kissed his cheeks.</i>


    <i>Arabe gasped in shock. Xander’s actions hadpletely caught her off guard.</i>


    <i>"Xander, you need to stop," she said when she saw him grab Xavier by his cor, intending to smack him across the face one more time but Xavier was quick to dodge the blow and deliver one of his one, leading Arabe to gasp one more time as she covered her mouth with her hand in a state of shock.</i>


    <i>"You need to calm down," said Xavier, wiping the blood off his lips.</i>


    <i>"Arabe is my girlfriend. What gave you the right to touch her?" Xander questioned, ring at Xander with so much animosity Xavier had never seen before. "You’ve always been the one in the spotlight and despite everything you have, you’re still not content?"</i>


    <i>"You’re getting the whole situation wrong, Xander," Arabe said, tears already streaming down her face. "I slipped but Xavier caught me before I could fall," She tried to exin but from Xander’s facial expression, it seemed as if he didn’t hear what Arabe was telling him.</i>


    <i>"I should have known you would try to take Arabe away from me. You’re Xavier Wace after all, your father’s son," he spewed.</i>


    <i>"Can you even hear yourself?" Xavier question. "You’re talking like a maniac. Arabe nearly fell and all I did was to catch her."</i>


    <i>"Yeah right! You think I’m going to believe that?"</i>