Painfully yours

Trade.

Xavier dropped Arya off at school after returning the car from the heliport. Arya strolled through the hallways and made her way to her art room, where she began working on completing her painting. Meanwhile, Xavier headed to his home office to catch up on work and get ahead for the day. He made necessary phone calls and completed tasks that were scheduled for the previous day.

As Arya continued to work on her painting, she painted the necessary points for shadows and highlights carefully around the wet oil paint, wondering what was she caught up in.

As Arya grappled with the confusing and terrifying situation she found herself in, she couldn't help but wonder why Xavier had forced a relationship upon her when she had clearly been retaliating against him. The thought sent shivers down her spine as she contemplated just how far he would go to hurt her if she tried to escape.

The memory of the cold glock pressed against her temple the day before still lingered in Arya's mind, a constant reminder of the danger she was in. She sighed heavily, weighing her options. Would telling her father about Xavier's actions truly save her, or would it only further drown her in this tangled web?

Questions swirled in Arya's mind as she tried to make sense of Xavier's motives. What could he possibly want from her? And why did he insist on her blind obedience, forbidding her from questioning anything? These thoughts nagged at her, fueling her frustration and fear.

Arya's gaze fell upon her leg as she lifted her gown, and her heart sank as she noticed the visible belt lashes from the previous day's torment. She frowned, deeply saddened by the physical and emotional pain she had endured. All she wished for was to be free from Xavier's clutches, to no longer suffer at his hands.

Exhaustion washed over Arya as she realized the depth of Xavier's twisted desires. It became clear to her that he wanted something from her, and he would go to any lengths to make her comply. The realization sent a chill down her spine, confirming her suspicions about his dark and dangerous nature. Xavier was not just a man of power, but an obsessive psychopath who reveled in inflicting pain and suffering if not obeyed.

Arya knew she had to find a way to break free from Xavier's grasp.But struggled to find a solution. She decided it was best that she waited and understood his patterns and his weaknesses so she could step out of his hold without stirring harm for herself.

She started feeling drowsy and eventually fell asleep on a desk within sight. She slept through the afternoon and woke up to find herself all alone in the school. Realizing she had slept for quite some time, Arya decided to go and see Grace in the boarding section to apologize for Xavier's behavior.

Still dressed in her dior gown and fur coat from the night before, Arya walked through the various buildings of the school until she reached Grace's dorm. She knocked on the door, waiting for Grace to answer.

The door opened and she peeked her head out. "Oh my god , Arya! Come in !" Arya looked at her wrapped in a towel and she went inside the washroom immediately.

A guy sat on the bed shirtless covered under covers and used his phone.

"Oh . Hi there. How're you?" He smiled.

"Uh... I can come back later.." Arya took a couple steps back.

"Don't be silly. He's my boyfriend Adnan. " Arya smiled and waved at him uncomfortable and he returned the gesture. Grace came back in a huge jumper and shorts.

"So what happened? He just asked me to leave." Grace sat Arya on the corner of the bed and put a cup underneath her espresso machine in the dimly lit room.

Arya sighed as she contemplated what to tell Grace, she couldn't help but feel conflicted. On one hand, she wanted to apologize for Xavier's behavior and confide in her friend about the torment she had experienced. But on the other hand, she feared the consequences of revealing the truth. Xavier had already shown his violent side, beating her and holding her at gunpoint simply because she had hinted her father for an emergency. If he found out that Arya had confided in Grace, she couldn't even fathom what he might do.