The Mafia's Whore

Chapter 6:The Girl Who Cried "Son"

XAVIER AND XIRENA's chapter what all of you have been waiting for!!

Chapter 6:The Girl Who Cried "Son"

I leaned against the chest of my husband, his arms securely around my waist. As I allowed my thoughts to go deep into the day the tragic incident took place, the day I lost another half of me.

"I have never asked you this, but what do you like about me?" Xavier questioned he looked down at me as we laid on the bed, with the duvet around our body.

"Eighteen years since we have been married and today you ask what I like about you."I spoke shaking my head and laughing, it had been so long since we had been married but our love seemed to just have grown over the years.

"Come on ReRe, tell me." He poked my hips making me slap his arms and hiss in pain.
"Fine, I like how stupid you are and you have no sense of humour like at times I wonder why I ever fell in love with you." I joked I looked at him as he frowned, he pulled his hands away from me and sat up.

"Wow, that's how you feel about me?" He asked, he looked still deep in thoughts making me smirk.
"Totally, like you leave your dirty clothes on the floor. Like damn even sex these days are so boring." I lied but keeping a neutral face, I kept my gaze on him and watched his eyes fill with hurt. I felt bad but it was just too funny to stop.

"Well okay, I won't keep my dirty clothes on the floor...but sex, your always screaming 'oh god!' 'Oh Xavier'!" He tried to mimick my voice and all I did was jump on him and beginning to smack his face. We both laid beside each other panting and laughing, before snuggling into the warmth of one another.

"Is that what you really think of me?" He asked tilting his head down to look at me, I looked up and shook my head no and pecked his lips.
"I love your honesty, loyalty and the love you give to Xylia and me." I whispered pecking his lips, he leaned in more deepening our kiss. We pulled away and leaned our forehead on each other, my eyes were closed as I breathed heavily.

"I am not honest, I have lied to Xylia about her own twin her other half. She's unaware of the threat which looms around her, which are threatening to harm her. If I had the choice I would not let her get married, she's so young." His words brought tears into my eyes, I was a mother and I knew how I felt of losing one child but giving my other child who I have raised and loved, was killing me.

I was dying day and night, but for Xylia I had to show my strong self. Be together and not look like a weak women, who I have become ever since I had lost my son.

"We are doing this for her safety, once Lia is married off to Harold he will take her to America with his as it is stated in the contract away from England and away from Elliot." I whispered allowing the tears to roll down my cheeks, I was unaware of the feelings going through my daughter. I was unsure if she loved Harold or had I thrown her into a marriage and forbid her from marrying out of love.

"Your right, just until Elliot is no longer a threat. That cunning, sly bastard is hiding out there like a whip. And it just makes each day hard to get to him, he knows we are on his trail but he's always a step further than us." Xavier spoke out his frustration, he combed his fingers into her hair while I wiped my tears away.

"We will find him, do not worry." I spoke, even though I was even more worried and scared than he was but at this moment one of us had to remain strong, and to be honest we took turns at time I would break and he would pull me back up and then there was time when he would feel loss and frustrated and it was my time to lift him up and encourage him.

"Tell me how he looked?" I asked trying to divert our attention from Elliot, he instantly knew what I was talking about because he laid back and I crawled into his arms and laid my head on his chest.

"Handsome, like a king. He had small wet brown hair that reminds me of yours. So dark and beautiful, he had my blue eyes. A beautiful resemblance of you an me. He was so tiny in my arms, his lips was in an 'o' as if he was surprised that he was in someone's arm, feeling something different and new. His fair skin, so soft and filled with blood his cheeks would hold hints of red-" He cut off as I let out a sob, I wanted to imagine all of this to see my son but I was such an unlucky mother who had her son taken away from her even before she would lay an eye on him.

"Heyy, we will find him. We are getting closer to him." He spoke but I shook my head, I knew he was just staying this to make me feel better but I knew we were still in square one.
"There are over a million people out there who has the name Xavion, it's impossible to know who will be our son. We don't even know if Elliot kept his name Xavion or changed it? Hell we don't event know if...he's alive?" I sobbed, into my palms, my body shaking from the constant reminder that I may die never seeing my son. That I may never know where my son is if he's safe or not? how he looks?

"Xirena, I promise I will bring our son back, even if it takes a while I will bring him to you." I looked at him believing his promise.
"Promise." I spoke, he smiled and kissed my tears, before he leaned to my ears...

"I promise."