The Barter Novel Sierra and Xavier

Xavier’s POV

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are not born.

They are made.

And I made one with grace of one Winters.

My so called father in law.

Leaning my a tree with a cigarette pressed between my I enjoy the his daughters humiliation.

Sierra Winters.

My doll

To break, reconstruct, fuck discard.

Taking a long whiff, I lean my head back to find my pack people.

degrading with the worst words a person can use for a woman.

Slut, whore, murdered.

Her beautiful innocent brown eyes had tears in them and she holds in her gag a bucket of garbage and slime is disposed off her head.

Those pretty lips open to gasp, searching for air all they got was stink and shit.

Poor soul.

What ill fate.

must be cursing day she was to bastard man.

.

An hour passed, people were bored her of response and submissiveness.

And soon they started leaving.

My view gets more clear and I her in properly.

petitite twig like arms were tied the wooden pole.

Her body was literally hanging, the ropes support.

defying proud head from an hour ago was dropping forward another vomit gags up her throat spills on her own clothes.

worse than shit.

But isn’t that was? I merely giving her a reality check.

David and his entire family will cry tears of blood.

And just started with his dearest brown–eyed daughter of his.

will rip that innocence out of her soul and fill her with so much darkness that she in of life.

Those shining doe–like eyes their light, to be lifeless.

like my dead mate.

And then that bastard David’s soul will on seeing again.

He feel what felt seeing my mates lifeless

eyes.

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towards her lifeless figure.

I order Ron to open her ropes.

soon as she unrestrained.

Her shuddering body drops to shatter on my feet.

A feeling inside me as I down her.

My hands flinched to help and grab her to my arms.

then I remember my dead eyes and pity was the thing that left me.

No.

Don’t be by her eyes.

She has that bastards blood in her veins!

A toy.

That’s all she is.

She doesn’t deserve to be treated like a human!

I thought struggle has left her, but I was mistaken.

my collar, she stares into eyes to ask her crime.

If only she had asked this to father.

If only she had shown this little bravery dad.

“Dispose her off into room.

”

I order Ron left her to her pathetic state.

I believed in Karma.

The old me go to any extent to save an innocent.

But her father murdered old Xavier.

The only

left now soulless man who just one left.

Revenge.

And I can go to any extent to it.

Anything.

walk into castle to pin silence.

the head I slumped on it.

“Martha.

Food.

”

I groaned.

Rubbing temple.

A headache was already.

How many I slept? More 62 perhaps.

footsteps echo and see the maids rushing in.

Within seconds entire with delicacies.

Straightening up was going to serve I felt a pair of eyes on me.

eyes up.

there stood.

My Doll.

Of course.

Who else dare meet my eyes except Standing among the line of she stood out.

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I must say cleaned up well.

There was no denying the fact that she a beautiful face.

I with her title and that suitors must begged for her attention.

How lovers did she before me? How men did fuck?

The questions made a strange churn in the pit of my stomach.

Did she other men’s name? What all had tried?

Snap! Before I even realised, the fork held in my fingers to break.

deep breath and my hands on my lap.

I lean back to look her brown eyes.

“You.

Come here.

”

Her fists clench.

lower feet shuffle.

I guess the first punishment in public had a lasting effect.

Closing her eyes, lets out a deep sigh one maids beside her.

“Go! up!”

She finally takes a after forever.

And thump.

stumbles forward to fall on her face.

at my feet.

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My eyes move up to a giggle the who nudged.

her earlier.

And took a genius know that she had her foot out.

She was tripped, deliberately.

The maid shuts as soon as I at her and silence follows.

told you.

is mine ruin, touch fuck.

”

“I’m sorry, Alpha.

” maid kneeled down immediately her head down.

I turned my gaze to my doll.

seeping from her knee to taint the marble floor, her breathing was rugged but she nothing to acknowledge pain.

“Serve.

”

I groan starting at her lowered eyes she gets to work.

Her hands trembled, teeth assault her lips and beads of sweat dripped down her neck.

What drastic change.

She turned within hours.

I was expecting more fight her.

What a let down.

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Once she is done.

She turns around to leave but I not anywhere done.

you eaten something?”

I knew hadn’t.

Martha been given strict orders to sure no drop of water alone of food enters her lips.

Moistening lips.

She a low.

“No.

”

“Would you some?”

I quirk.

Raising my brow.

Picking up glass, I fill with cranberry juice offer it to her.

Her eyes shift the glass me in uncertainty.

She had her doubts.

could see.

“Come on.

I don’t have whole day.

”

Opening and closing those lips, she hands hold it.

As soon as her fingers brush against mine.

I take back glass to splash it on her face and chest.

She gasps.

Lifting to hide her face.

it was too late.

was drenched in juice.

hair, face top was all red.

And I couldn’t deny how perfect she looked.

was Red.

In my dead mate’s blood.

The only was that is juice.

Not blood.

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hear maids behind and do to them.

Cracking my neck to a side, I ask bored.

you some more?”

I look a split second.

a cherry into my mouth.

When see her eyes into mine.

Those innocent eyes were red in tears and rage.

fists clenched.

And next happened, caught me off guard.

thought I had off her spark.

If only I knew, had already set to an explosion.

In a matter of just 2 seconds, she grabbed and leapt on me.

Catching me off guard.