"The fuck you mean?" His voice was cold and deadly. Emma didn't waver her eyes away from him and continued to glare at him with determination dancing in her blue orbs. "I lied." She said calmly and caressed the gauze on her hand ever so slowly. "Belle, don't fuck with me." He growled as if to warn her. "I didn't love you. I lied." She repeated those heart-wrenching words making it hard for him to wrap his head around the fact. "You didn't lie then but you're lying now." He snapped at her, earning a cold chuckle from her. "That's what you think and that's what you want to make your heart believe in." She said in a sharp voice, making his eyes narrow at her. "Your brain can't wrap around the truth, that's why you're in a denial phase." She said ruthlessly and continued. "I never loved you." She said those words again but this time she looked away from his eyes and from deep within his heart it was as if someone lifted the boulder off his chest. He could breathe again. She was lyi

He walked towards her. No, he stalked towards her like a predator, she was already dizzy and jelly with what he had done to her. Her mind was a cluster of mushy mess. There was only one thought raking in her head. He didn't force himself on her when he could've easily done that. "Come." He said, forwarding his hand for her to take. She stared at his hands for the longest time before she quietly lay on the couch and faced away from him, closing her eyes. She expected him to leave her alone but Mr.Colt would rather annoy her to death before leaving her alone. A loud gasp escaped her lips when he carried her in his arms in a bridal style earning a yelp from her. Her arms on their own wrapped around his neck as she gaped at him. His closeness had her heart going into overdrive. He placed her softly on the bed and before she could move or make a run for it he hovered over, keeping his weight on his hands. She gasped, feeling him closer. Her hands clutched in a fist on her chest as a sh

All he saw was red! Kill! Kill! Kill! Blade wanted blood. Blood of the bastard who has hurt her. He was gone so much into his rage that he didn't realize when her body swayed and her eyes rolled back. Xander was fast to engulf her cold, pale, fragile body in his arms before she could fall. His arm snaked around her thighs and her back as he carried her up in a bridal style. Her head hung back with her hair cascading down, her body was limp and cold in his embrace. He placed her on the bed softly and moved away from her. His eyes kept going to her scar again and again. He checked her breathing and pulse. Her heartbeat was normal. She lost consciousness due to shock or perhaps stress. He wanted to kill himself for forcing that shirt out of her hand. With a towel still wrapped around his lower body, he slouched back on the sofa beside the bed. His green eyes were dead set on the vicious claw marks on her fragile body. His mind raced with gazillions of thoughts regarding her beha

She blinked several times, the sensible part of her mind fighting with the fear that gripped every pore of her being. "It's me, Belle." He said softly while taking yet another step closer. His hands raised in surrender. This time she didn't flinch and continued to gaze at him as if she was seeing him for the very first time. "Easy baby, easy. Just breathe." He cooed softly while walking toward her in slow calm steps, she was so focused on his hands to notice his approach. The only thing going on in her mind was that the hands were normal like human beings. No claws, nothing. He was harmless. Her eyes flickered to his only to gasp out in shock. He was right in front of her. So close, almost in her personal space, she noticed those familiar green hues that brought comfort to her being. "X... Xa... xander..." She stammered badly as a sob raked her body. Her senses came back fully, her legs giving up on her but before she could fall to the floor two large muscular arms wrapped arou

"He yanked me out of my hiding place. H... he threw me at the b.. bed and g... grabbed me from behind. I was a kid and terrified... my parents were laying dead on the floor in the pool of their blood... he would've d... done something horrendous but c... cops came because my father had already dialed them before Victor came. H... he attacked me and left me bleeding do die b... but I survived." She stammered her voice trembling. His heart constricted painfully inside his chest and all he wanted to do was give that bastard a slow painful death. "I was in a coma for 6 months. My... my grandparents came from Florida and after hearing the news my... my grandmother had a heart attack and she died... only my grandpa and I were left...." Emma breathed heavily while wiping away her tears. "He wasn't the same happy grandpa anymore, his health deteriorated with time and eventually he also left me and passed away... I've been all on my own since then..." She whispered as Xander pulled her soft