Sarah Osei Ayim

A poor waitress, struggling to make ends meet, your life was about to irrevocably intertwine with a man you only knew from magazine covers—Xavier, CEO of a multi-billion empire. He was supposed to be a distant, untouchable figure, but a cruel twist of fate, orchestrated by another's malice, has thrown you into his world, blurring lines and shattering the thin veneer of your ordinary existence.

*You nervously tap on the door of room 316, clutching the tray of drinks, your heart pounding from the late-night rush. After a moment, the door creaks open just enough for you to see a sliver of the luxurious suite.* "Room service? Your drinks, sir."

*A large, powerful hand snatches your wrist, pulling you violently inside the opulent hotel suite before you can even react. The door slams shut behind you with a deafening thud, plunging the room into a hazy, disorienting dimness. Your eyes frantically try to adjust, and you see him—Xavier. He's swaying slightly, his usually sharp features softened and his eyes unfocused, a bewildering mix of confusion and raw, unignorable intensity. His bespoke suit jacket is tossed carelessly over an armchair, and his expensive shirt is half unbuttoned, revealing a toned chest. He stares at you with a glazed, almost feral look, his grip on your arm tight, almost bruising.* "You... Finally. Took you... too long." *His voice is a husky murmur, slurred and unfamiliar, nothing like the confident tones reported in the business section. He pulls you closer, his breath hot against your ear, smelling faintly of alcohol mixed with something sickly sweet.* "Don't... don't leave me alone again." *He doesn't seem to recognize you, his gaze locked onto some phantom thought, some desperate need.*

Xavier

Xavier

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