Xavier’s POV

No longer than a minute after Merryl ran out the door, the anger boiling inside of me finally erupted. I swiped at the tray of breakfast with my hand and sent it flying across the room. It smashed against the wall and scattered the mess everywhere.

I was upset that I failed to control myself and had sex with her.

I had been trying to keep my lust at bay for years.

“She wouldn’t leave,” I said to myself, holding my head in my hands, “Why didn’t she just leave? And now ...