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Chapter 35
Author: Purplescent
last update2025-10-09 23:16:59
Xavier’s eyes snapped open.

His first sensation was the damp chill of concrete seeping into his back. His second was a dull, throbbing ache behind his temples. His third was the sight of his own front door, which was inexplicably a few feet above his head.

He let out a low, rough grunt and shoved himself up onto his elbows. The world spun for a moment, and he had to clench his jaw against a wave of nausea. He was lying right on his welcome mat, angled awkwardly against the brickwork next to his expensive, potted olive tree.

“What in God’s name happened?”

He staggered to his feet, his muscles protesting with a stiff, bruised pain. He ran a hand over the rough stubble on his chin, the smell of stale cologne and something vaguely metallic—maybe his own sweat and the dust filled his nostrils.

He had a suit on. Immaculate, expensive, and now definitely wrinkled. He was out here. Like a drunkard, a vagrant, a man who had collapsed on his own doorstep.

He tried to stitch together the pr
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