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.
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.
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