If Mr. Harrison was forcing his daughter to marry some stranger, then that means that he has a problem somewhere. Perhaps he’s broke and needs financial assistance.


    Even so, why would he force Thalia to marry in the first ce? He could ask for a loan from the bank.


    "I don’t want to marry anyone. At least not now, and even if I wanted to, I want it to be a love marriage."


    Anastasia immediately understood Thalia.


    When they were still kids, they would y games about how they would meet the love of their life and how many children they would have.


    "It’s alright. I’ll find out what your father is nning, and you can stay here in the meantime," Xavier said while Anastasia nodded.


    "I’ll have the servant prepare one of the guest rooms for you immediately—" Anastasia didn’t get the chance to finish her sentence when she suddenly heard a knock on their door.


    "Mr. Wace." Xavier cringed at that name. He still despised being called by that name even though his father was dead now.


    That voice belonged to one of their security guards.


    He walked towards the door and opened it.


    "Sir..."


    Xavier’s gazended on Mr. Harrison, who was standing outside with his hands in his pockets, a grim expression on his face, obviously not pleased that his daughter had run out of the house and sought shelter in the home of the woman who ruined his brother’s family.


    Mr. Harrison peeked into the corners of the house, immediately sighting Thalia and Anastasia who held her tightly.


    It was obvious that she’d told them everything now, but they couldn’t stop him.


    "Thalia,e out now," Mr. Harrison said,pletely ignoring Xavier.


    "I’m not going anywhere with you," Thalia said, her tone firm. "I told you I don’t want to get married and now, you’re forcing me."


    Mr. Harrison was about to insist but Xavier interrupted him.


    "I suggest you leave. When Thalia is ready toe back home to you, then she will," he said.


    Mr. Harrison red at Xavier, rage surging through him but he couldn’t say anything else.


    Obviously, with the security guards standing ready for action, he couldn’t simply drag Thalia out of the house and take her with him.


    He tore his gaze from Xavier to look at his daughter who was hugging Anastasia like a ko bear, but making even the slightest gesture toe to him.


    "I’ll leave you to think about it. But Thalia, I want you to know I would never intentionally put your life in danger," he said.


    Thalia didn’t respond. He simply turned and left, looking dejected.


    But deep down, this wasn’t good. He didn’t think Thalia would escape until he asked the servant to bring her dinner, only to find out that she’d escaped through the window.


    She was close with Anastasia, so that was the first ce he thought she would go, and he wasn’t wrong.


    That night, after giving Thalia everything that she would need for the night, Anastasia retired to her bedroom where Xavier was waiting for her.


    He was reading a book, and once he saw hering in, he closed it shut.


    "How’s she?" He asked.


    "She’s alright. But she’s very adamant about not returning. I don’t think she trusts her father very much," Anastasia replied.


    Xavier scoffed. "I wouldn’t if I were in her ce."


    Anastasia could only smile as she rubbed her lotion then slipped under the nkets right after.


    Without saying a word, she ced a kiss on Xavier’s lips, soft and tenderly.


    She parted her lips and took his bottom lip between her and nibbled on it.


    Xavier’s hands went to her waist to pull her closer but she immediately separated from him.


    "Let’s sleep?" She asked with her doe eyes looking at him so lovingly.


    Xavier had been trying to control himself for the longest time possible, and Anastasia wasn’t making things easy for him at all.


    Anastasia was about to pull the nkets over her body but Xavier was fast.


    He pulled her towards him so fast she was lying on hisp, his hands on her butt.


    Her lips parted in shock but Xavier didn’t let her say another word. He captured her lips in a heart-melting kiss, slipping his tongue into her mouth the second she parted her lips further while his hands worked their ways on her butt.


    He kissed her like there was no tomorrow. Like she was the breath of life and he needed to have as much as possible.


    Anastasia moaned, but he swallowed everything. She could feel his member growing and she needed it.


    He has been holding back for the longest time, and now, she needed him balls deep inside of her.