His Personal Assistant

Gone

Xavier's POV

I gaze down at the beauty next to me, my head propped up on my elbow. Her long brown wavy hair spread out on the pillow, her long eyelashes brushing up against her cheeks. A tiny hint of bags under her eyes giving away her sleepless nights. Her cheeks flushed red and her full lips look so inviting. A small smile etches onto my face as I admire my girl. My girl. I roll my eyes at my girly thoughts. I tighten my arm around her waist by a little as my eyes start to droop, exhaustion overtaking my body. My phone buzzes, my eyes snap open. I twist my upper body to reach my phone behind me but freeze halfway as my hand brushes up against something rough and bumpy on her thigh.

My heartbeat starts to pick up slightly, a frown on my face. I gently move the sheets, revealing her thighs. I can just make out the angry red scratches engraved into her thighs, three scratches on either thigh. The lack of lighting barely reveals anything else, sighing I return the sheets to their previous position and grab my phone. I check the text that Alex sent me:

Jason                                                                                                                                                                                         26 years old                                                                                                                                                                  Orphan                                                                                                                                                                                 Used to date Alexandra Pearson                                                                                                                           Born in Los Angeles, moved to New York one month ago                                                                        Was in jail for 6 years, was let out 2 years ago                                                                                       Charged with sexual assault, physical assault and murder

Alessandra Williams                                                                                                                                                                24 Years Old                                                                                                                                                                     Lives in Manhattan                                                                                                                                                       Lived in Virginia from 2014-2016                                                                                                                           Son: Daxton Williams                                                                                                                                                    *No further record or records may have been sealed*

It had slipped my mind that I had asked Alex to find out about Alessandra's past life. Regret pools up in me as I glance down at her, it was wrong of me to check up on her. But why are there no records of her? And if there are then why are they sealed? Why does she have those scratches on her thighs? My head starts to hurt as a bunch of questions with no answers pour into my mind. I text Alex: