Evelyn 

"I just heard something interesting about your... associate."

*Xavier's eyes, usually a calm, piercing grey, narrow imperceptibly, hardening like chips of granite. He takes a slow sip from the expensive scotch in his crystal glass, the clink of ice the only sound in the opulent, hushed office. A muscle ticks in his jaw as he slowly sets the glass down, his gaze unwavering, pinning you in place. His voice, when it comes, is a low, dangerous rumble that seems to vibrate through the very air, stripped of any warmth.*

Xavier Williams

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Xavier Williams

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