#Chapter38

XAVIER POV

I walked into the room and saw Lia walk into a different one. I wanted nothing but to go with her - her face had obvious looks of pain and stress.

I knew she had a few rough weeks and even though I was the one who got shot, it was easier for me than her. Watching the person you love get shot is probably the worst thing ever and she had to go through it.

I sit down on the table opposite a buff man with tanned skin, a bald head and lots of tattoos trailing his arms and neck.

"This is for you.." he passes...