XAVIER'S PRECIOUS ✔ {Editing In Process}

Eyes on her.

Chapter Four - Eyes on her

"So Eri, what were you saying. I'm sorry I didn't quite catch it, I was a little bit pre-occupied," smirked Alisha, using my moment of panic and mute to her advantage. She knew she could say pretty much anything, knowing that I could not retaliate with the monster gracing us with his presence. A monster that I was feeling unwanted and terrifying emotions towards, but that is between us, Ali certainly does not need to know that. If I could grovel I would, but I have to resort to a pleading look which, surprise, surprise, led to no avail. All I wanted to do was to leave the building, run away from Xavier and eat food somewhere else, I don't ask for much! She shook her head and laughed, "What will I ever do about you, kitten." This resulted in a glare but I could not respond because I was speechless and a bit bewildered about the morning so far.

I glanced at Xavier, he was so intimidating even if he was just looking at someone. The definition of his jaw was like it had been drawn with a ruler, his profile was to die for. I am justifying this as just eye-candy. Most women fall at his feet and I happen to be falling for his looks, but certainly not for his attitude and behaviour.

I saw two waiters approaching us and I quickly turned around to face Alisha straight on. I tried to act like I had not just got caught ogling the man I should hate the guts of.

"What would you like ma'am," our waiter, Andrew courtesy of the name-tag, addressed politely. Alisha gave him our orders and I just sat there trying to stay calm but failing miserably.

"What would you like me to bring you, Sir?" The other waiter that was stationed there, asked in a low voice. Poor guy, he looked a bit petrified. Same here, I felt for him.

"I'd like two champagnes for starters," his friend answered.

"And you, Sir?" The waiter asked Xavier.

"I'd prefer this," he said pointing his finger towards me, "out of here." There was no worry or embarrassment etched on his face, just sheer determination.

Erm, what the fuck? Literally, my mind went blank and I was so relieved that I was sitting down because I could feel my legs start to give way.

The waiter followed his gaze with wide eyes,

"Excuse m-me?" He could not quite comprehend what was going on ad he certainly was not the only one. I was just as shocked as the waiter! Even his friend mirrored our distraught appearances. He turned to Xavier with a horrified expression,

"Xavier, what one earth are you - " his friend trailed off as Xavier stood up and walked over to our table. We now had an audience of most of the restaurant - fantastic. Oh Lord - let it be a dream, please let it be a dream. But my prayers were crushed and everyone was looking at us, mainly judging me because I was not one of them.

I could see it in their eyes, I just wanted to flip them all off but I really did not want to cause any more of a scene. Actually, I just wanted to scream and run away, I really did. However, I kept my face black, avoid of any emotion.

Alisha, even though she knew very well the identity of the man striding over to us, just sat there sipping her drink as if it was a live boxing match. Great. Glad to know I have the support of those closest to me. To be quite honest, I probably would do the same but touché.

"What do you want?" I said trying to act furious but my voice seriously humiliated me. What should have been detestation, it was projected as a horrified, dull whisper. He didn't say anything for a minute. He didn't have to. His eyes did all the talking - literally a full conversation. They compensated for the lack of speech as they examined me carefully.

"I didn't and don't stutter," he replied casually, his voice as smooth as silk. It made my legs go weak, traitors. "Your place or mine," he asked in a low, husky whisper. Just loud enough for me to hear. Just audible, so that even Alisha who was craning her head hear what he muttered could not decipher what he had just come out with.

I sat there frozen. I can promise that my face was a picture. I was bewildered, did he think I was a prostitute? Oh he did not, mother fucker.

"Wha - " I tried to come to terms with what just came from his mouth.

"Your price, my place," Xavier said, whilst smiling at me. The smile did not reach his eyes, it was as fake as his attitude from the moment he stepped into the restaurant. I looked at him with a murderous glance wishing I could slap him, but I was trying to be a lady - desperately. His eyes held something different, which made he hesitate for a moment, something told me he was just testing me, his way of trying to detect if I understood the ulterior meaning to that sentence. The answer of that was no but I had no idea how to communicate that to him though my eyes so they just widened as my mind seriously started to process what he had just said in front of our audience.

"I am certainly not what you think I am," I said seething. How dare this guy have the audacity to imply that I was a prostitute who opened their legs to anyone when offered money. Maybe I don't belong here in the 'rich' and socialising aspect of society, but I was certainly not in the 'prostitute group'. I literally stumbled into him ten minutes ago and exchanged some very confusing glances and he thinks he has some control over me.

"Who on earth do you think you are? Ignorant, rich brat" I said almost yelling the last part, earning everyone's undivided attention. The time for chivalry and politeness was over, I was not going to be disrespected in front of a crowd of people who would agree with him in a heartbeat, over me.

"Oh, really. Is that so," I heard him chuckle. "Well, would you like to repeat that last sentence again, for me," he said challengingly. Mocking my inability to respond because I was absolutely mortified about what had just come out of my mouth. His eyes lacked anger, he looked at me, they were filled with serenity in his eyes which frightened me. His voice eluded calmness, he knew he had the power in his hands. I was far from calm, but I decided to remain quiet, enough outbursts for one day especially in uncharted territory.

"That's what I thought," Xavier said smirking down at me, like a master talking to his slave. The emotion in his face vanished, even though I knew he revelled in his superiority, back to a blank, cold canvas.

I could not handle the humiliation and utter embarrassment. I would be judged more that he would ever be even though it was his fault. Who would be easier to put the blame on? Who would be easier to go against? Me.

As well as the shame, I could not handle the intimidation and chilling looks from Xavier which kept reminding me of my first suspicions that this day would be awful. So I decided to run away. I stood up and ran out of the restaurant with Alisha promptly following behind me. Alisha, bless her, decided to turn round and curse Xavier with a string of curse words in front of our audience and then we were free. We earned a few gasps and many glances of distaste from the old grandmas out for a spot of afternoon lunch but to be honest, I don't really care.

On the way home, we didn't really talk. We walked along in a comfortable silence, the sound of our footsteps filling the silence. Alisha got a call from her 'boyfriend' Eric, who I absolutely dislike. I have warned her plenty of times about him, he is a complete cheating douche. During high school, he slept with everything with a skirt, yet he never got caught. It never ceased to amaze me as to why she was with him, but I think it is for the excitement and just for a fun time.

After the call ended, Alisha looked at me with puppy eyes and I knew he had called her for a 'date' ope something like that. It was instinct, trying to keep your loved ones away from harm, especially from evil, conniving boyfriends. But it is her birthday and I almost ruined it with the restaurant and forgetting so it was better if she went. I don't think it could get any worse, only better for her and I needed to gather my thoughts and emotions. I gave her a reassuring smile and a hug and she grinned and hugged me tightly back.

"Thanks, Eri. I love you, and do not worry about what happened in there. I promise we won't go there again, he was an asshole. It was fun to watch, though," she chuckled cheekily.

"I love you too, Ali. You are the most annoying person and I am mortified. I am holding you to that promise," I said laughing to her. She blew me a kiss and hopped into her car and disappeared down the road. I stood there for a minute, thinking about the events of the day. I sighed and turned around and headed back home, where I could put today behind me.