Celia twisted in Xavier’s arms, turning to face him. He was sleeping, but for some reason she couldn’t and apparently, that reason was hunger. Sighing, she glared at him. The bastard hadn’t fed her, but he hadn’t hesitated to f*ck her...she could bet that he had eaten, which was why he was sleeping so soundly...
But Celia wouldn’t suffer alone, he’ll have to suffer too. Flinging his arm from around her, she sat up, watching begrudgingly as he stirred in his sleep, reaching for her again.
She slapped his hand away. “Don’t touch me, Xavier...”
And pretty soon, his eyes fell open, searching for her. He rubbed them, then his face before sitting up too. “What was that for?”
“I’m hungry...”
His sleepy eyes hardened, his gaze turning into a glare. “And because you’re hungry, you have ev
