Xavier’s POV

Taking notice of the woman I got married to just yesterday as she steps out of the Mercedes car which brings her to the party, my lips part ways unconsciously at the purity and innocence radiating her flawless milky skin.

Her dress hugs her petite body, giving a clear view of her cleavage and just how sexy she is.

Her hair is down but this time, she isn’t trying to defy me by coming to the party with that stupid white hair. The black wig which came off her head the other ...