Isabella Summer is an average, bright 17 years old book nerd, who couldn't wait to graduate her senior year of high school to attend her dream college in a state over.
She aspired to be an author.
She aspired to live quietly and peacefully.
And s...
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Xavier Velders Pov
"How is that my problem that you're fucking insane?! Leave me the fuck alone!"
Bella pushed me away and rushed out the door, to god knows where. I sighed frustratingly running a hand through my hair, I called out her name in anger. When she didn't return, I stepped out into the hallways to go find her. She has the nerves to walk away from me, she knows better than that.
I pushed pass through the crowd of people, only to have my eyes land on a horrific sight in front of me. My princess cramped between three fuckers that had their filthy hands all over her body.
I lost my mind, all I saw was red and next thing I know, my hand flew to my pistol and three gun shots rang across the room, making people scream and ran. Just as I was putting my gun away, my princess shocked eyes landed on my cold, enraged ones. I walked towards her but surprisingly she didn't move, her trembling figure still in its place.
When I reached her, I didn't bother to say anything but grabbed her from her arm and stormed out of the place. When outside, I signaled my men to clear out the bodies, they knew the drill.
I pushed her into the passenger side and started driving to my nearest penthouse.
On the way, she started yelling at me a bunch of stuff but I didn't listen. My whole body was filled with rage and the only thing that was on my mind was the three men surrounding around her as it kept playing over and over in my head.
When we arrived at the Velders' Hotel I dragged her out of the car into the building but before we could move further, she whimpered, "Please don't kill me!" My eyes snapped to hers with confusion, where in the world did she get that idea?
"How dare you think you can leave me by dying. But what? Me killing you? Where the fuck did you get that idea?" I stared at her intensely, and she visibly relaxed, she was funny to think I'd ever let her die, let alone kill her myself.
I took her into the building and got on the elevator that is exclusively only for me and my floor. As soon as the door closed shut, I turned around and pushed and pinned her petite body against the elevator wall, holding her wrists on either sides of her head.
"How dare you," I whispered, leaning in so our noses were touching, "let another man touch your body."
"MY.fucking.body."
"My blood boils just by men looking your way, do you know just how insane I'm feeling right now after what you did? I shouldn't have let those mother fuckers die," I can't help but chuckle darkly, "If my uncontrollable anger didn't consume me right then when I saw you with three men around you, I wouldn't have shot them dead right then and there, no, I would've politely brought them to my torture basement and very kindly remove their hands that touched your body which belonged to me. Take their fucking eyeballs out for looking at you in a way only I should be allowed to."
