C H A P T E R 29

Xavier entered his penthouse. Quickly, he removed his necktie which was suffocating him since he wore it this morning, followed by his blazer. He undid three buttons of his shirt before flopping directly onto his bed.

He heaved a long, deep and tired sigh with closed eyes. He was tired indeed.

Few minutes had passed by. Was he asleep? Maybe, maybe not.

Xavier sighed once again before opening his eyes which directly met the white ceiling of his million-dollar house. He ruffled his hair before he planted his feet onto the ground.

His feet padded into the bathroom. Discarding every clothing he wore, he steps in and took a shower. It calmed him down. The water was not that cold but it eases his tensed muscles, his tired back and his raging thoughts.

After showering, he settled with a pair of white t-shirt and sweatpants. Forgetting to eat, he flops back to his bed, despera