Noticing the expression on Xavier's face, Madeline explained, "She seems like a sweet person."
By then, she was in Xavier's office, standing across from him.
Xavier looked great, even after the hunt.
Any normal person would look tired and exhausted. Meanwhile, Xavier looked as radiant as ever, in a white button-down shirt and trousers. And he smelt addictive and mesmerising. Well… His cologne, of course.
"It's times like these I don't understand the logic you go by," Xavier admitted.
If he were her, he'd never want to see Indiana's face ever again. Ever.
And that was easy for him. If he didn't want to see anyone's face again, so be it. They wouldn't dare get in his way unless they were masochistic and wanted to face his fiery wrath.
Xavier's wrath would send any sane person fearing for their life.
But, it seemed like Madeline was taking a different approach. One Xavier couldn't comprehend.
