All Chapters of Two Times Mrs Weston : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

XAVIER'S POVI blinked against the sunlight that peeked through the black curtains.My head felt light, and my eyes were heavy. And somehow, my whole body felt disconnected from my brain, like I was floating somewhere above myself, watching from a distance.How long had I slept?I dabbed my palm across the bed, searching blindly for my phone. My fingers found it wedged between the pillow and the headboard.The screen lit up with a single touch.8:00 AM. A new day entirely.Then it came rushing back. The argument with Aria, my conversation with Ian, and the pills Reed had served…Reed.He knew about it. Ian had sent that little fucker…“REED!”I tried to stand, but my eyes blurred immediately, and the room spun around me. Eventually, my legs gave out before I could catch myself. I fell off the bed, stumbling over the other side.The impact shot through my arm as my shoulder hit the hard floor.“Fuck!”The door burst open before I could make another attempt to stand.Aria. Shit.I tried

XAVIER’S POV My breath caught instantly.“Not only that,” He continued. “the officers that arrested her, the same ones that handcuffed her wrist, also died this morning.”My eyes widened. “What? They all died?”He nodded once. “Yes. Just an hour ago.”“All these happened a few days after she was released. They don’t see that as a coincidence.” Sebastian added.I stood from my chair slowly and walked toward the glass windows overlooking the city.“So what's my father saying about this?”“That's exactly why I'm here.” Sebastian muttered behind me. “A meeting will be held here at the office tomorrow morning.”“And what should I expect out of this?”He went quiet for a moment.“Mrs Weston might be taken out of the will temporarily.”Far beneath me, New York moved endlessly.People rushed to work as if everything was normal. For some people, it was.Meanwhile my entire life was slowly becoming one public disaster after another.And somehow…Every single thought in my head still led back

XAVIER'S POVEven while we owned a house in the same estate, going to my father's house had never been easy for me. The driveway was the same. The entrance was the same. The smell of polished wood and expensive candles never changed.But the problem is, walking through those doors always felt like stepping onto a battlefield.Tonight was worse.I watched Dean sit in Ian's chair, the seat my twin had occupied before the world thought he died, and something dark and violent clawed at my chest. Each time we gathered for a meeting, Dean chose that chair. Deliberately, mockingly. As if he knew exactly what it meant to me. As if he was daring me to say something about it.Everyone else was already seated when I stepped in. Victor at the head of the table, his expression carved from stone. Sebastian sat beside him, reading glasses perched on his nose. Dean was lounging in Ian's chair like he belonged there. Allison, on the other side, her lips pressed into a thin line.Victor looked behind

XAVIER’S POV “Kidnap?” Dean shot to his feet. “Are you crazy? I did no such thing!”Aria laughed. “I knew you were going to say that.” She reached into her bag and pulled out her phone. “And that's exactly why I came prepared.”She pressed on the screen a few times, then slid the phone across the table towards my father.“That's footage from my friend's apartment,” she said calmly. “The security cameras outside her building recorded everything that happened last night.”Victor's expression hardened the second he watched the clip. His jaw tightened, hands clenched on the table.I reached over and grabbed the phone before anyone else could.The screen showed Dean's car pulling up to the curb, stepping out, grabbing Aria's arm when she tried to walk away. Then two men emerged from the vehicle behind and tried to force her into the back seat despite her struggle before she was knocked out. The footage was cut off there.“You bastard.”Aria grabbed my arm before I could launch myself acr

XAVIER'S POV‘I want her so badly.’The words echoed in my head as I stared down at her. Her lips were parted, eyes were glassy, body was pressed against mine in a way that made every rational thought scatter like smoke.I want to kiss her back. I want to forget we signed a contract and just confess my feelings for her. I want to pull her closer and not let go until she understands that she’s never been a burden.But… not like this.I held her shoulders and pushed her back gently. Just enough to create distance, just enough to breathe.“You should get some sleep.” I forced a smile. “I think you’ve had too much to drink.”“Xavier, I'm not…”“As much as I want to do this, I can't.” The words came out rougher than I intended. “Not while you're tipsy.”She looked down at her hands and sighed. “But I was sober enough to negotiate with your father, wasn't I?”“Let's talk about this in the morning.”I bent down, hooked my arm under her legs, and lifted her into my arms. She weighed nothing