Ep 4

CH-4

Arthur

When I was stealing glances at Xavy's face, I was thinking of multiple ways of how to make a slave suffer. My mind was running with all the cruel plans. She caught me looking at her with a wicked smile but I just put an appealing smile making her blush. Her face got a little red like tomatoes. When we left I had a feeling that Xavy might know what was I thinking as I could see her little unease in her purple eye. One thing was annoying about her that she always wear an eye-patch and always respond less. This girl is probably filled with mystery which nobody has every tried to reveal it. When we arrived home I saw my brothers getting excited and practicing being a gentleman for their future wifes like lovesick puppies. For once, I was appreciated that Xavy was not a model like those Claire and Denise. When we were at their house she was wearing a simple white dress with her white hair open. She just looked simple. Whatever I need a shower. While I was taking the shower I was still thinking about cruel ways to make Xavy suffer but I was also thinking what is behind her eye-patch. A scar ? A blind eye? or something more mysterious. As in this supernatural anything could be possible. After the shower I wiped my fluffy ears and tail. I went straight to bed. I have been moving here and there since morning. I haven't even sat down to relax only now I am getting some relaxation. I can still hear my brothers laughing,getting excited,making plans,making shopping lists like school girls. I know I should have used the term boys but now I feel like they are acting like school girls. Just like future wifes does getting excited for their future husband. Here is the opposite. I can literally can fall asleep in few seconds but by this Xavy I can't even fall asleep. What's up with ? Why is she so quiet ? What's up with her eye-patch ? Why does she wear it ? Wait a minute... am I.... falling in love ? No! no of course not. Love ? Me ? We don't match with each other. In fact the 'love' word don't even match my dictionary. In this mafia world love is not allowed. Only weapons,blood,bruises,scares and violence. Even fear is not allowed. Fear is always for your enemy. It is never for yourself. Fear always helps you to lose. It will never help you win only if your enemy is feared by you. It's just an arrange marriage that's it. Nothing else more. She don't even my type. She doesn't even like me also. I don't care if she doesn't like me. It's better if we both don't like each other. Besides she is a human and I vow to myself to always make her remember her place. She will never be my wife......

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