Emma, the only heiress of the Torress clan, had been confined to her palace since her mother's murder. She blamed herself for that, and her father also held her responsible. Her brother unknowingly chooses just to watch. Had no reason to live, just as Emma considered ending it all, a mysterious hand pulled her back from the brink with a kiss in the dark. 

Years later, Emma began sneaking out while keeping her true identity hidden. Among her classmates, for disguise she lets them believe she is an idiotic mask girl. Everything was well hidden until she met Xavier, the university's popular boy who took an interest in her from 1st day. 

Knowing her true identity Xavier desired to make Emma his minion. Soon, Emma found herself being bullied by Xavier's demands. However, who would have thought, that a single tear from Emma would turn Master into servant instead?

Later Xavier saw the extent of Emma's suffering and regretted his harsh treatment towards the woman he loved. He realized that in the moments when she needed him most, he had only been amplifying her suffering. Her silent tears and weary eyes now screamed at him, a haunting reminder of his failures.

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In a dim, dusty room, Xavier gently held Emma's face, their foreheads touching as his blue eyes met her brown ones.

"Let me go!" Emma trembled.

"Believe me, love, you wouldn't want that," he smirked.

"Xavier, you shouldn't doubt my resolve. Don't test me," she warned.

Xavier chuckled softly. "Nowhere am I mistaken about you, baby. I know very well what you are capable of. But you still have to cooperate with me. And you know that too."

Before Emma could respond, their lips met a fierce collision of desperation and defiance, sealing their fates in a kiss that tasted of tears and unspoken fears.

----

Hiding herself every day, she believed everything would eventually return to normal. But who could have predicted that she would be struck by her nemesis when she least expected it?

Madness For Love

Xavier squinted his eyes, realizing what Albie was insinuating. "I know what you're trying to do here, Albie. But you won't find anything interesting. Having nothing to do here left me with the option of attending classes." 


"But Albie is right. It's very rare for you to attend classes, let alone regularly, especially in our last year of college," Mason added, his voice tinged with curiosity. 


"Finally, my friend is talking," Albie smirked, giving Mason a playful nudge. 


Xavier, of course, knew the answer to their questions. He knew he wasn't acting normal. Whenever he thought about Emma, something unusual always came out in his behavior. He had tried numerous times to stop it, but it was no use. 


It's been more than a week since he started attending college, and not once had he missed a class with Emma. It was hard for him to focus on the subject when his whole attention was on her. Today, he was glad that his friends were back; he hoped it would help him feel normal again, as he returned to his usual life. But even now, in front of them, he could see himself still not acting straight. 


"There's nothing to it, really," Xavier insisted, trying to dismiss the topic. "College just gives me something to do. It's a break from all the responsibilities here." 


"But there's more to it, isn't there?" Albie's tone was knowing, his eyes searching Xavier's face for any telltale signs. "You don't just suddenly become the model student without a reason." 


Xavier sighed, realising he couldn't hide his feelings from his friends. They knew him too well. "Fine. Maybe there is something. But it's nothing serious," he admitted reluctantly, his mind involuntarily drifting to Emma. 


Mason's eyes widened in surprise. "Someone? Now this is getting interesting." 


"Interesting seems to be the word of the day," Albie remarked with a grin. 


“You always have to be a busybody, don’t you?” Xavier asked, his tone tinged with exasperation as he glanced at Albie, who was grinning mischievously. 


“My life runs only on such fun,” Albie answered with a playful shrug, his eyes twinkling with a mix of defiance and amusement. He leaned back in his chair, clearly unbothered by Xavier's irritation. 


Xavier sighed, shaking his head slightly. “Then I would like to ask for some mercy here because I don't have any answers for you,” he replied, his voice softening a bit. There was a note of resignation in his words, as if he knew Albie wouldn't change but hoped for a momentary reprieve. 


Albie pouted, his playful demeanour slipping for just a moment. He crossed his arms and looked away, his silence speaking volumes. 


Albie and Mason exchanged glances, recognizing the genuine difference in Xavier's voice. It had been a long time since they saw such difference in Xavier. 


When Xavier didn't answered Albie didn't probe either. "It's okay. Tomorrow we anyway would go to university and find it." 


The atmosphere lightened with Albie's remark, but the curiosity lingered. They all knew that their world was one of responsibilities and expectations, where emotions often took a backseat. Yet, there was something different in Xavier's eyes, a hint of genuine interest and perhaps something more. 


As they continued to talk about mundane things, their banter filled the room with a sense of normalcy, a brief respite from the heavy burdens they carried. But for Xavier, the thought of Emma stayed with him, a bright spot in his otherwise controlled and calculated world. 


Albie couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more to Xavier's change in demeanor. He decided he would find out more about this "interesting" college life. For now, though, he let it be, content to have his brothers by his side, sharing a drink and a moment of peace amidst the chaos of their lives.


Mischievous Albie