Xavier's POV
Two shots ring out as I watch the bullet pierce the forehead of the two men straddling Andre.
Vicenzo is nowhere to be found but I know he is behind this. I know these are his men. I know this is his handiwork.
Setting my anger aside, I take forceful steps towards her on the floor, staring at her pale white face and wondering what on earth they must have done to her.
I told her not to move an inch.
I told her not to go anywhere without the guards.
But she defied me yet again.
Vicenzo abruptly ended our so-called conversation and my intuition was right the very moment I turned back to go back to my seat to see her absence.
I was seething in anger. But it vanished and got replaced with anxiety when she didn't appear after a moment.
