SOPHIA
"Xander, please don't hurt him," I said as I hold his hand after he hangs up the telephone. He just looks at me and he touched my left cheek.
"Why? Are you worried about that bastard? Don't tell you still..."
"No." I cut his line. "It is not what you think. I love you, okay? I just don't want him to hurt you back. You know Cindrix..."
"He can't hurt me."
"Look at your arm. One of his allies shoots you, right? What if..."
"Shh." He places his index finger on my lips.
"This is not the right time for you to worry about me. I am Xander Anderson. No one can beat me."
"I know. I am aware. It is just..." He cut my line.
"He hurt you so I will hurt that bastard. Do you understand?" His eyes are getting darker in anger, so I feel a little bit scared, and feel worried about Cindri
