The Barter Novel Sierra and Xavier

“If I was you.

I wouldn’t argue with him or test him.

Just stay in the shadows and live your life,Sierra.

“Everything will be much easier.

“Right now, all he sees is a murderer’s daughter in you.

But with time, I just hope he can get to see the real you.

”

“And spare you.

”

I hug myself and drop my eyes to my feet.

He wasn’t wrong.

I should not try to test him at times like this.

Maybe I should try to be a bit more patient.

“Hmm”

I reply and he sighs to adjust the wooden sticks.

A strange shiver made me shudder and I rub my palms on my arms to realise I was still freezing.

“You, okay?”

I shake my head in a yes.

Clenching his jacket, I bite my lip to hold the shivering but it only worsens.

“Sierra?”

A strange numbness distorts my vision.

The flames suddenly looked blurred.

And my body enters into a quiveering episode.

I was trembling like a leaf.

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“I…I don’t know…….

”

“Damn it”

I hear him curse and next I know I am pulled back to settle on strong thighs, warm front touches my back and two strong arns wrap around my frame.

“Shh it’s fine.

It will help.

Don’t worry.

”

I don’t know why but I trusted his words.

I was stiff initially, but as his body heat crept into mine I started leaning onto him.

Warmth.

Yes.

Finally.

Before I know I snuggled into his broad chest and a warm blush rushes to my cheeks as my palms rest on his naked hard chest.

He stiffens but doesn’t say anything.

I felt safe.

Protected.

After a very long time.

But for how long? If Xavier comes to know? Will he will murder me with his bare hands.

But did it matter? No.

He already left me to die here, he won’t possibly care.

At this moment, I just wanted to enjoy this warmth.

And that’s what I did.

My eyes started feeling heavy, when I remember.

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“I…I didn’t ask for you name?”

He pulls up his jacket to cover my back.

Looking down at me, his hot breath kisses my forehead as he speaks.

“Dominic Hunt.

”Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Dom.

I will call him dom.

I don’t know why I was smiling.

“Dom”

I whisper softly and next I don’t know when sleep overtook me and I sink into oblivion while resting on his lap, snuggled to his chest….

.

My brows furrow when I find myself moving.

But how? Fluttering my eye lashes I open my eyes to be only welcomed by a razor–sharp jawline.

Deep grey eyes fixed in front.

Dom.

He.

.

he was carrying me somewhere.

His one arm under my knees and other under my back.

“Dom-”

I was going to ask him where he was taking me when suddenly I find himself stop.

His face expression changes and his jaw hardens to stone.

At first I failed to understand his shift in persona.

But then I felt his aura.

That same deadly eerie.

My body freezes and heart thuds as Xavier’s low voice reverberates in the forest opening.

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“What is the meaning of this, brother?”

The malice laced in his voice on pronouncing the word brother, could make anyone flinch.

But Dom doesn’t.

Rather I feel his grip tightening on me, as Xavier steps closer.

My eyes look into Xaviers murderous grey orbs but he doesn’t even look at me.

Busy rooting daggers into his eyes.

“Weren’t my orders clear? No one helps her.

”

“She was dying.

”

Don speaks in defence, and Xavier’s words of insensitivity make my eyes sting.

“So?”

“How is that your problem!”

Before I know it, I feel rough hands pulling me out of Dom’s grip.

And he lets go.

My insides tear.

No.

Dom looks at me.

I look at him.

But he does nothing.

He couldn’t.

Xavier’s hands were rough and uncomfortable.

His grip on me, almost bruising.

I gasp as he rather throws me on his shoulder like I am a rag doll, and the first tear leaves my eyes.

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“Last warning big brother.

Don’t interfere in my business, or you won’t like how things turn out between us.

Dom says nothing, and I feel Xavier walking towards the pack house with everyone staring at us.

His grip on me remains tight and my mind froze when he walked into his bathroom and slammed the door shut.

Before I know I am thrown into a bathtub and he towers over

me.

His eyes blazing.

“Honey trapping my brother already, huh? I underestimated you doll.

”

My eyes widen.

But before I could even say anything.

A jet of water hit my face, and my body convulsed.

Why?

What did I do now?

He has no mercy.

No repentance.

“I didn’t! Xavier listen to m-”

Tugging up my chin, he makes me look into his eyes.

A strange.

fire burns in his eyes.

“My brother is too kind–hearted to show mercy on someone like you.

But you already know that you don’t deserve it.

”

“If I ever see you talking to him, or even looking in his direction.

No one is going to be worse than me, doll.

I promise.

You will be punished for every word, every second you spend conversing with him.

Am I clear?”

He is protective of Dom, he thinks I will be using him for my escape.

His rage is understandable.

I merely nod in reply and he switches off the cold jet of water drenching my body.

I thought he would leave after that, but he didn’t.

Rather he starts discarding his shirt, looking at my shivering body in coldness.

And my heart leapt in my chest when he took a step closer.

“What…what are you doing?”

I ask.

To get nothing in response except his silence.