Sinful Man. Part 37

She turned back to him. "Let me guess, another race in the pool or something like that?"

"No, nothing to win or lose. Fight me."

"What?"

"I knew that you had a record of beating up punks and sinners, but I was amazed by how well you handled Daphne when she went berserk. I want to see what you can do. So how about we spar a little, just for fun? Think of it as a chance to punch me in the face like you've always wanted."

For once, Helena actually smiled at Xavier's words. "Where and when?"

"I haven't figured that out yet. You still have that card, right? That will tell you."

She shot him a smirk. "I'll make you regret this."

She walked away, and once she left, Xavier closed his book and tucked it away in his pocket. He strode down the hall and made a turn, smiling at the sight before him. Sophie was leaning in the nearby corner, panting and flushed in aguish. She hadn't heard the conversation between him and Helena.

Seeing her rapist mad