Chapter 28: ➢ What In The Duke Of Hastings?

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Again, One Drink Skyler is really brave.

"Xavy Wavy?" He repeated with a confused and questionable look on his face but I continued to ignore him and rave on.

 I was reaching the part where I started getting into my feels. And boy was I down bad "I really liked you and you smashed my heart into-" I cut myself off, realising how far deep I had told him.

Oh, duck me.

"You like me?" He weeded out the one word that came out of my mouth that I wish he didn't hear. I cringed at myself and frantically gazed around pretending like I wasn't the one that said it.

"Nooooo, I- psh- no, I didn't say I like liked you, I just-" I was lying my ass off. I really liked Xavier fricken Dante. If it wasn't obvious already I was feathers deep in Stockholm Syndrome. He tried to get me killed multiple times, heck he's even tried to kill me a couple of times! But I still like him!

Gahhh screw me and my love for toxic men.

"Don't," He replied before I could deny the plainly obvious truth. I stopped mid ramble before gazing up at him in surprise. Did he just reject me?

"Skyler, I plan to end the Dante bloodline with me as soon as I kill Argent, the last thing I need is-" He ran his free hand frustratedly through his hair since you know...I was holding the other one. By the way, I was not planning on letting go anytime soon. He must have realized that I was completely emotionally unstable, so he was trying really hard not to make me lose it. "Go to bed please," He cut himself off before looking back at me

First of all, what in the Duke of Hastings?! and second of all, kill Argent... Why does he want to kill Argent? Aren't they friends?

Wait did Xavier say he didn't like me back? Hello? Did he reject me or not?! I mean he didn't technically say "Skyler I don't like you back," does that mean there's still a-

"Why do you want to kill Argent?" I interjected confusedly. He sighed avoiding eye contact with me again. I could see all the emotion swirling around in his eyes, the anger, the regret, the pain, and suffering. Whatever was going on was clearly way beyond me.

I wonder if aliens really made the pyramids...?

"Bed Skyler, now," He replied going back to a blank face, ignoring my question as he forcefully moved us back as if to give him enough space to show me to my room.

Bed? With Xavier? Don't mind if I do-

"Xavier! Please stop hiding things from me!" Man now I was just cutting my inner brain off too.

"Skyler please, the less you know the better," He said quietly, walking me down my corridor towards the bedroom. How does he know where my room is? Oh, wait he's been at my house before.

I heard that cows have 4 stomachs...!

"I won't remember this anyway!" I huffed in annoyance, stamping my feet on the ground childishly as we came to a stop mid way to my bedroom. I mean, this man literally kissed me out of his own will that night he got drunk and doesn't remember duck shit the following morning. So with my mental capacity of a snail, you think I will?!

He sighed for the umpteenth time tonight before averting his gaze at the door as in deep in thought. He gazed down at me, but I wasn't paying attention, my eyes were trained on the fact that he was still holding my hand. Oh my goodness!

For a man who's handled sharp thingies and shooting thingies, he has got really soft hands.

"Alright, ask away," He said unsurely, not taking note of the fact that I was holding his fricken hand!

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