Chapter 32

• John stood at Andrew's side, his fists alternating between clenching and unclenching. I couldn't help but watch it all unfold, a sense of amusement bubbling within me, even though I knew I shouldn't condone this chaos. I allowed a moment to appreciate Xavier's striking features—there was an undeniable allure in his anger, a fierce intensity that made him even more attractive.
• Xavier casually swatted Andrew's finger off his chest as if it were merely a bothersome insect.
• "Did you hear me, jerk?" Andrew spat, his voice dripping with bravado.