Chapter 25: What’s wrong?
"If you are not happy with this arrangement, you could always leave," Xavier simply said, his voice laced with a hint of threat as the two men locked eyes from a distance.
Blake scoffed loudly as he clicked his tongue in annoyance. "You can’t make me leave. I’m not letting you guys win this time," he spat the words out like they were poison in his mouth. "I’m not leaving," he insisted.
A low chuckle left Xavier’s lips. "It’s not about winning or losing, Blake." He stepped forward, giving him a firm pat on his shoulder as a small smile graced his lips. "I heard you have been doing well in this company, I know you won’t disappoint us," he said with a knowing look twinkling in his eyes.
"Whatever," he muttered under his breath before leaving unhappily and letting the door shut behind him, leaving just Xavier and I alone in the meeting room.
I could feel the tension stretching between us as silence lapsed between the both of us for a brief moment. I turned to look up at him, seeing that he was just about to leave the room, I called out to him.
"Xavier," his name left my lips, catching his attention as he immediately snapped his head around and we locked eyes.
"What is it?" He asked, his voice remained cold and distant.
I didn’t hesitate as I got straight to the point, voicing out the thoughts and questions that have been swirling in my head ever since last night.
"Why are you acting all weird and distant ever since you fucked me last night?" I questioned curtly as my brows were furrowed together to form a tiny frown.
I watched as his eyes widened at my sudden crudeness and bluntness. He walked towards me, closing the gap between us and covered my mouth with his hand in a hurry.
"We are in the office, Aurelia," he reminded in a hush voice. "Anyway, it’s nothing. I was just tired, that’s all," he said but it all just sounded like excuses to me at this point, it felt as though he was trying to brush me off.