Chapter 19:The Girl Who Turned "Red"

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Okay so not so long ago a reader asked if they could see a matured picture of Xirena and Xavier being aged 36 however you all need to remember that even if I made the characters that age the celebrities are not going to be aged 36.

With Cindy Kimberly who played Xirena is only 21 in real life so you can't expect me to find a picture of her look 36 however I did find a picture of Alex Pettyfer who played Xavier as he is 30 and looks pretty matured.

I went to AGING APPS but they showed me images of them looking in the 2052. Above is Xavier's picture being matured.

PICTURE OF XIRENA AND XAIVER BEING 68

PICTURE OF XIRENA AND XAIVER BEING 68

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THIS IS HOW THE AGING APP MADE THEM LOOK AT THE AGE OF 68

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THIS IS HOW THE AGING APP MADE THEM LOOK AT THE AGE OF 68

THIS APP MAKES THEM LOOK HORRIBLE

Chapter 19: The Girl Who Turned "Red"

Two weeks had passed since the incident, I had avoided Elliot as much as I could and he did not call me out of my room which made me assume he too was avoiding me any chance he got. I shivered in disgust at that thought, I had allowed him to nearly bed me and all that time he was thinking of my mother.

I tried to think of all aspect of how he knew my parents, as he mentioned knowing my mother closely before and now he was moaning as if he was imagining her whilst he was sucking my thighs just about to eat me out.

I shifted and turned on my bed, the heated kiss and his grip around my waist not leaving my mind. As much as I hated to admit, I lusted after that man who was twice my age and around the same age as my father.

If anyone had asked me a few weeks ago, if I would ever want to go out or even find an older guy who is around thirty six years old attractive I would have arched my eyebrows and asked you if you were okay in the head. But here I was, attracted to a man who thought of my mother whilst almost bedding me.

This was not my plan, for fricken sakes I promised my mother I would focus on finding my brother and we would return back home but not only am I miles away from finding who my brother is I am lusting after my kidnapper.

I will only focus on my brother from today onwards!

I would not let my attraction, lust and what ever I was feeling as I had to remember my main aim the promise I made with myself.

I had been too busy into my thoughts I had not heard the door open until I heard the slam of a plate connecting to the table making me snap my head towards Katherine, instantly a smirk appeared as she served me my food.

"Did you cook this?" I asked, looking at the dish in front of me.
"No, the cook did. Why?" She questioned, her tone was uninterested which made me want to piss her off even more.
"I was about to say, the food looks rather well cooked rather than ravishing something I doubt you can cook." An evil smile was on my face whilst watching her face turn red in anger, I could already imagine if this was a cartoon show I could bet her head would become big, and her face would be the colour of lava.

I watched her turn and storm out, I waited for a few minutes but narrowed my eyes when I did not hear the click of the door being locked. I stood up pushing the tray away, approaching the door I shakily grabbed ahold of the door knob before twisting it.

I was shocked when the door clicked open, pulling it open slowly and sticking my head out first I looked left and right making sure it was empty before I stepped out.

It felt good to walk out of the room without someone over looking me making sure I was not doing anything overly smart, if that makes sense. I walked down the corridor, looking around my surrounding the first day had been pretty hard as I was thrown over Sin's shoulder whilst being carried here, also the other days where I was called I had kept a straight face not bothering to look around, feeling under pressure.

As I walked a little bit forward, there was a big window which allowed access to see what looked like a garden, roses everywhere and the surrounding being so green and vibrant with other flowers.

It was so beautiful, someone must have taken care of them. Back home we never grew
plants, even though mother loves flowers her gardening skills were horrible.

The further I walked I realised it seemed like a dining hall, I see maids walking around. Rushing pass them hoping to not be seen, I continue my way around looking at everything, memorising it.

A little further I walked I saw a door, unsure of what it was I pulled it open, and walked in. I looked around the grey walls, in the further end were so many treadmills, there also was a ring to fight and other training equipment.

When I was about to leave, I froze hearing grunt. Turning to face to follow the sounds the person I saw made my eyes widen, there stood Elliot, he wore no shirt his body was sweaty and shining from the lights above him and he was ruthlessly pounding his fist into the punching bag.

"I see your enjoying yourself." I spoke, letting my presence be known. It was the exact moment he snapped his attention to me holding the sand bag in my grip.

"How did you get out of your room?" Was the first question he asked once he controlled his breathing, a smirk was plastered on my face portraying that I had forgotten what had happened two weeks ago.

"Let's say a little dumbo forgot to lock the door of my room, which gave me the perfect opportunity to escape if I wanted to but I did not leave." I spoke, he seemed in thoughts as if thinking why had I not escaped but without saying another word he approached me.

His palms gripped my arms pulling me to him, making a gasp leave my lips.

"Why are you being so ignorant, don't you remember what happened two weeks ago?" His eyes were glaring into my own, his grip tightening.
"Believe me I remember, I remember you moaning my mothers name whilst almost bedding me." I spoke, my eyes held no emotion as I looked into his eyes.

"Cherry. You drive me insane." He whispered, he lowered his head into the crook of my neck making me close my eyes, the memory of what happened made me pull away and it seemed to open his eyes and make stiffen realising what he had said.

"I will get a guard to take you back to your room." I rolled my eyes letting out a grunt before turning and walking out of the training room.

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