Xander's POV
I stormed into the warehouse, fury coursing through my veins. Gio waited at the door, his expression somber.
We entered together, and I saw three figures bound and masked, their fearful eyes gleaming in the dim light.
"These are the ones who tried to harm Avery and her friend," Gio explained, his voice low and gravelly. "And the waiter who helped them."
My anger boiled over, imagining Avery's terror and helplessness. I clenched my fists, nails digging into my palms.
"Uncover their faces," I growled.
As the masks were removed, the men cowered, their eyes darting between Gio and me.
I scrutinized their faces, my disgust and outrage simmering.
"You thought you could hurt her?" I spat, my voice trembling with rage. "You thought you could take what's mine?"
Gio's steady gaze calmed me slightly, but my heart still raced.
"Take them away," I instructed Gio, my voice cold and detached. "Make sure they understand the gravity of their actions."
Gio nodded, his expression unyielding. His team took the men into custody, their pleas and apologies falling on deaf ears.
I watched them leave, a sense of justice satisfied, but my emotions still raw.
Avery's safety was paramount, and I would protect her at all costs.
Thoughts of her flooded my mind: her bright smile, her laughter, her courage. I couldn't bear the thought of anyone harming her.
I took a deep breath, composing myself. Gio approached me, his eyes concerned.
"Xander, you okay?" he asked.
I nodded, my voice still tight. "Make sure they pay for what they did."
Gio's expression hardened. "Consider it done."
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Romance*KING* In the underworld of organized crime, power and passion reign. Alexander "Xander" De Santis, a ruthless mafia king, demands absolute loyalty and control. His charisma and wealth conceal a dark obsession. When Avery, an innocent and captivatin...
