Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 20

At that moment, the air seemed to be frozen.

The hot atmosphere suddenly became extremely cold.

There was no expression on Xavier's face. He pursed his lips and his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

He seemed calm, but in fact, he had a mixed feeling. "Why do you think I will definitely sleep with you?"

He knew that this woman must have a purpose, but he didn't expect to she was so greedy.

Arya felt that her heart was wrenched and she was unable to breathe.

"How do you know if you don't try?" She stood on tiptoe to kiss his lips, trying to seduce him and

paralyze him with her raw kissing skills.

Soon his lust was ignited by her enthusiasm. NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

Xavier was not a man without self-control, but he couldn't control himself in the face of this woman. He

went directly inside her.

He had thought that it was not her first time. But when facing this truth, he was upset.

She bit her lips and closed her eyes tightly, but tears still flowed out and were drowned in the quilt.

No one saw her eyes, so no one knew how painful she was.

All of a sudden, Xavier turned her head and said sarcastically, "Why are you pretending to be innocent

when you send yourself to me?"

Her lips trembled, but she couldn't refute.

"That's all you can do..."

Arya hugged him, buried her face in his chest, and took the initiative to cater to him.

She didn't want to hear any more humiliating words from him.

Later, she even lost the strength to open her eyes, and the pain was so numb that she didn't even

know when it was over. When she woke up, she was lying naked on the big bed with nothing on her

body.

When she walked out of the room and reached the stairs, she saw the man sitting on the sofa

downstairs.

Arya directly walked down.

"Can you give the shares to me now ?" Only then did she realize that her voice was hoarse.

Xavier seemed not to have heard her. He bent over to grab the cigarette from the coffee table and

stuck one of them between his lips.

Arya took the lighter and bent over to light it for him.

Xavier looked up at her and took a deep breath. The smoke came out of his thin lips and he leaned

back in a lazy position and sank himself into the sofa.

"Do you know how much those shares are worth?"

Before Arya say anything, he said sarcastically, "Are you worth them?"

"Mr. Jones, you won't break your promise, will you?"

Beneath her calm appearance, there was a broken heart.

Xavier took out a stack of brand new cash from his wallet and threw it on the table. It looked like there

were about three thousand dollars.

"That's all you're worth."

Arya stared at the money on the table and pretended to be calm. "Mr. Jones, do you want to broke your

promise? Or do you want me to talk to your fiancée... Uh..."

Her words succeeded in angering Xavier. He was so fast that Arya did not see his movements clearly

and he had already come to her.

And, he strangled her neck.

Her face was abnormally pale and she was clearly unable to breathe. But she was still smiling and

reached out to put her arms around Xavier's waist. "Give them to me. I can do anything for you."

Xavier was really angry with this woman.

She could hear his heavy breathing.

He even said rudely, "Don't you f*cking feel ashamed?"

But soon Xavier calmed down. How could he expect such an easy woman to be dignified?

The moment he withdrew his hand, Arya fell to the ground. She lay on the ground and covered her

chest. She coughed so hard because she was suffocated. Her tears fell down.

For a moment, she thought Xavier would really kill her.

Xavier looked at the woman lying on the ground. He was in a bad mood. He told her to get out and then

he went upstairs.

He didn't want to see this woman again.

Arya didn't move. She hadn't achieved her goal yet. How could she leave?

"... You haven't given them to me yet."

Xavier paused. He really wanted to strangle this woman now.

After a moment, he shook his head with a bitter smile. Even he himself didn't understand why he had

self-contradictory thoughts.

'Didn't I know that she is a greedy woman from the first time I saw her?'

'Why should I ask her to be pure and noble?'

'Nonsense.'

He took a long breath. "Come to my company tomorrow."

She was not overjoyed, but struggled to get up from the ground and bent slightly towards Xavier's

back. "Thank you, Mr. Jones."

"Don't thank me too early."

Xavier calmed down and glanced back at her. "Don't dirty my place."

Arya was stunned at first, but soon understood what he meant.

"I'm leaving now."

She gathered her clothes and walked quickly to the door.

There was no light on the hillside except for this villa.

But she did not hesitate.

She opened the door of the villa, and a gust of wind blew against her face, messing up her hair. She

pinned her hair behind her ears, wiped her face, and walked out of the villa.

It was far from the downtown, and the surroundings were eerily quiet. She hugged herself.

She overcame the fear and move forward step by step.

She didn't know how long she had been walking.

All she knew was that her legs were numb and got blisters on her feet.

She then took off her shoes and walked barefoot.

The sun was rising and the sky was getting brighter.

There were cars passing by on the road. She was too tired to walk anymore so she sat on the side of

the road.

After waiting for almost an hour, a taxi passed by.

She quickly stood up to stop it.

Then she opened the door and sat in.

The taxi driver looked back at her and asked enthusiastically, "Do you need me to call the police for

you?"

It wasn't that the taxi driver was overthinking, but Arya's current state gave the impression that she was

in danger.

Her clothes were wrinkled and there were traces of Xavier pinching her on her neck. And after walking

for a few hours, she looked pale.

It was obvious that she had experienced something bad.

Arya shook her head wearily. "No, please take me to MW Community."

The driver started the car and said, "Girl, don't come out at night alone. It could be dangerous if you

meet those bad guys."

Arya nodded politely and looked out the window.

Obviously, she didn't want to say anything more, and the driver didn't say anything.

When she got there, she paid and got out of the car.

She entered the house and threw away her shoes. Just as she sat on the sofa, the doorbell rang...