Illegally His!!??

VI

As soon as I shouted, his cold smile morphed into an unreadable expression as he pulled me closer. Leaning in, his voice dropped to a low growl. "No one dares to speak to me like that, princess."

"EVERYONE LEAVE!" he commanded, his voice low and dangerous. The room emptied in an instant, leaving us alone in the vast hall.

Once the last person had gone, he fixed his gaze on me. "How dare you insult me in front of my own people?"

I held his stare defiantly. "Is this how you treat your Savior? By publicly humiliating them?"

With a shivering laugh, he leaned closer. "You cannot try to push my tolerance just because you have piqued my curiosity, princess." The man who threatened me in my room bursts through the door as soon as he lifts my gown slightly. His hands are roaming all over my back, all the way down to my ass.

"Lucian, what is it?" Xavier roared, clearly displeased by Lucian's sudden appearance.

"Boss, we've caught the man who was double-crossing us. Your presence is urgently required," Lucian replied in a cold, professional tone, his eyes briefly flicking to my dress and the situation he'd interrupted.

Annoyed, Xavier straightened his suit, buttoned his coat, and said in a frigid tone, "Let's go. Have the housekeeping maids return her to her room and lock it from the outside."

As they left the hall, I sank to my knees, clutching my hands together and sobbing quietly. "Why me, Lord? Please save me." Just then, a group of ladies arrived, gently helping me to my feet and guiding me back to my room.

"You had a long day, ma'am. Please rest now," one of them said before locking the door behind me. I moved to the bed and lay down, tears still streaming down my face. Eventually, exhausted from crying, I drifted off to sleep.

Xavier's POV:

As I made my way to the torture room, my mind kept drifting back to Meera. She looked stunning in that red gown. It wasn't that I'd never had women in my life, but no one was like her. She stirred feelings in me that I hadn't experienced in years.

I had spent countless nights banging various women, reveling in my Casanova lifestyle, yet when she looked at me, I felt butterflies in my stomach. Her mere proximity was enough to give me an instant turn-on. How could an 18-year-old girl affect a 25-year-old man who had been cold and ruthless his entire life?

"God, this girl is going to be the death of me one day," I murmured to myself as I stepped into the room, only to be met with a frustrated shout.

"XAVIER! HE... HE IS A MONSTER!" a voice cried out amidst the crowd. As I entered, all eyes turned to me, and they bowed deeply, making way.

Moving closer, I spotted a man in his 40s, chained and battered, his body covered in wounds. When our eyes met, he shouted again, "YOU'RE A DEVIL, XAVIER VOLKOV!" I smirked at his words. "Devil indeed."

I patted my shoulder in praise as I pulled out my gun and pulled the trigger right in his head. BANG!! BANG!! BANG!!  three bullets straight through his forehead. "Perfect shot, Xavier," I said, turning my expression back to neutral, and I walked out of the room while saying, "Dispose him."

"You got it, boss." Lucian nodded in response. I immediately returned to the mansion and went to Meera's room while Lucian was busy barking orders to our men to dispose of that dead meat.

Just as I reach her room, I straighten my coat and casually run a hand through my hair before opening the door, revealing her sleeping peacefully.

"God, she looks like an angel who descended from heaven," I whisper, barely audible as I admire her face. I sit beside her on the bed, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, murmuring, "я заставлю тебя полюбить меня, принцесса" (transl. I will make you love me, princess).

Watching her sleep so peacefully, I decide to leave her undisturbed. As I stand to head out, I pause at the door, turning back for one last look. "Я не трону тебя, пока ты меня не пригласишь" (transl. I won't touch you unless you invite me to), I whisper softly.

With a final glance, I step out of her room, quietly closing the door behind me.