Your Love Is My Weapon novel Chapter 80

Arya looked at Orlando in a daze and asked uncertainly after a few seconds, "What did you say?"

'Xavier hadn't left? How is that possible?'

Orlando crooked his finger at her and asked her to have a look.

Arya got up and walked to the balcony and see Xavier's car downstairs. He really hadn't left.

Orlando didn't ask anything. If she didn't want to tell him, Orlando wouldn't ask her.

His goal was to enter the company and hold the real power, which was achieved.

He was willing to hear Arya talk about her personal affairs. But if she was not willing to mention, he would not ask.

"You can go. I'll keep an eye on Sunny for the time being." Orlando said.

Arya hesitated for a few seconds and went down.

The snow had not stopped, and the car was already covered with a layer of white snowflakes. The window was rolled down, and Xavier's arm was casually put on the window. He was smoking, and a few snowflakes fell on his body.

Arya paused and then continued to walk towards him. "Why haven't you left yet?"

"Waiting for you." His voice was low, with a nameless emotion in it.

Arya opened the door and sat in. Xavier was afraid that she would be cold, so he rolled up the window. "Are you sleepy? I'll take you back..."

Before Xavier could finish his sentence, Arya suddenly hugged him tightly. She kissed him. The somehow familiar smell of tobacco came to her nose from Xavier.

She threw all her dignity away and wanted to please the man in front of her.

She had kissed him many times, but it was the first time she had tried so hard to please him.

Sunny's desperate eyes and crazy look made her furious.

She wished she could stab Estella to death with a knife now, but she knew it was the most irrational thing.

Estella would not be convicted because they had no evidence, and the only thing she could do now was to convict Estella's beloved son.

And Xavier must stay out of it.

Xavier did not move or respond but quietly observed her.

After a long while, she left Xavier's lips and stared into his eyes. "I'm willing to be your woman. You can do whatever you like to me..."

"Tell me, what you want?" Xavier interrupted her. His voice was so soft that she almost could not hear him.

From the moment this woman took the initiative to look for him, Xavier knew that she had a purpose.

He just didn't expect her to tell him that early.

"I know Marshal's relationship with you, but I don't want you to bail him for your fiancée's sake. Promise me not to meddle in this affair, will you?" Arya stared at Xavier, afraid that he would refuse.

Xavier leaned back, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"I can promise you, but you should show me what I can get from you."

Arya understood what he meant so well that she immediately took off her thick jacket...

"I'm not interested in forcing you." Xavier suppressed the desire aroused by her and put down the jacket on her.

Arya thought he was refusing her. Shaking her head in a panic, she said, "I'm willing to..."

Xavier didn't stop. He put the jacket on her forcefully. He didn't know whether he could control himself if he took another look at her.

He tried to say in a calm voice, "I don't like the way you throw yourself into my arms. You look so cheap."

Arya bit her lip and pretended to be indifferent. She smiled, "Mr. Jones, which style do you like? I can learn..."

Xavier felt that the air in the car was filled with her breath, and he was suffocating.

"You are my woman. You can directly tell me what you want. You don't have to humiliate yourself." After saying that, Xavier went out of the car. "I'm going to smoke."

The air outside was much colder than the air inside the car. Xavier's mind was clearer when the cold wind blew past him.

And his desire disappeared.

He leaned against the door, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and held it in his mouth.

It wasn't that he didn't want her, but he didn't want to do it in this way.

Arya leaned against the passenger seat and stared at Xavier's back through the glass.

She knew that Xavier was turned on, but he didn't touch her. Arya was surprised.