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"Mommy? Why is your arm bleeding?" 8 year old Zenia asked her mother who sat on the bathroom door crying.

"Oh baby, I didn't know you were home." Her mother said whipping her face clear of the tears and standing up off the floor.

"Papa dropped me off."

"I see that baby girl."

"Mommy, you didn't answer me."

"Better yet you promise me baby something. Can you do that for mommy?"

"What is it mommy?"

"You promise me. That you will never let yourself get hurt to the point your arms bleed." Her mother said as her hands held her shoulders.

"I promise, mommy are you hurt?"

"I am baby but mommy will be okay. You want to know why?" Her mother gave her a small smile.

"Why mommy?" Zenia still worried about her mom asked.

"Papa said we can come live him!" Her mom said as enthusiastically as she could manage at that moment.

"But I don't wanna live with papa and nana. I wanna live with you and daddy." Zenia responded. Her mom got to her knees and looked at Zenia eye level.

"I know baby, I know, but daddy is busy and we talked and he said with his busy schedule he wants us to move in with nana and papa. He will come see you as much as he can when he isn't working."

Zenia didn't know but she accepted the excuse. Her dad though found someone that made him happy and it wasn't her and it wasn't her mother.

It wasn't what you thought. No she looked at herself in the broken mirror taking the scissors to her hair. She was going to change herself. The woman in front of her was broken she no longer wanted to see that woman she saw everyday during that abuse. During the pain. No one would ever have that opportunity to pull her long hair like that and drag her against her will. Just as she went to cut her hair the door opened.

"What are you doing?" Xavior stood staring at her as she held the scissors to her hair.

"Cutting my hair what does it look like?" He looked around at the mess and slowly walked forward grabbing the scissors from her hand gently and placing them on the counter.

"It looks like. You lost your mind in here."

"Maybe." She said turning her naked body from him stepping over the mess to turn on the shower giving it a moment to warm up.

"Why?"

Zenia ignored him stepping into the shower closing the door and letting the warm water beat her broken body. The door slowly slid open. A naked Xavior stepped in next to her wrapping his arms around her. The tears slid and no matter how much she didn't want this. She wanted it. She wanted to feel safe and secure even if it was just for a moment. She knew what he had just done yet she couldn't fight the bond even if she wanted to. She could talk all about fighting it when he wasn't around yet when he was it was there was no use. These months while he watched and silently protected her even though she thought it was creepy she knew he cared even if it was some weird sick caring it was there. Something was there. He pulled her closer as the water trickled down.

"Why?" He asked again.

"You, you hurt me." She whispered out.

"How?" She leaned back to stare him in the eyes as he asked.

"I seen you a few moments ago with those women. Whipping them. I will never do that be okay with that. Why wont you just want me? Am I not good enough?"

As the last part came out of her mouth he dipped into her kissing her on the lips. The sparks erupting from the touch of their skin. His arm slowly tracing up to the back of her head pulling the kiss deeper causing a soft moan from Zenia. Xavior's other hand trailed to her breast finding the bud that sat in the center and softly tugged.

"uhng..ahh." Zenia moaned out.

Xavior pushed his body into her more than they would ever thought possible. Zenia reached her arms around him grabbing the tops of his should gripping his skin with her nails slowly trailing it down his back. Causing a groan from him. The kisses got rougher and faster. Xavior picked her up by her thighs making her feel every bit of his man hood that stood tall and proud.

He slid the door open all the way continue the kissing. Then releasing her lips as he stepped out the shower holding her. He began trailing kisses down her neck sucking and biting the mark he left her some time ago.

"UHgna.." The unknown voice came from Zenia as took them to her bed placing her softly on the bed him hovering over her.

"You are good enough. I'm not." He said huskily as he stared into her eyes.