Chapter 4 You Belong To Me Now

Ares' POV:

At this moment, Gio stopped the car.

Then Demi and I got out together. She turned and looked at me with surprise and joy on her face.

I couldn't help sneering inwardly. Did she think I would be merciful enough to let her go? She must really be naive.

Demi was so excited that she rushed over and knocked on the door. William opened it at once and was surprised to see her. "Why are you back so soon?"

When he raised his head, he saw me behind Demi. Then he found that my shirt was stained with blood. He gasped in astonishment and took two steps back in fear.

Sir, are you hurt? William asked hesitantly.

It's nothing. I just met an accident on my way here. Don't make a fuss. Look at your daughter. She is much calmer than you, I sneered, glaring at him.

William must have been scared by my gaze. He smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to say anything more. He just moved away and let us in.

As soon as I entered, I looked around the furnishings of the house. Then my eyes caught a photo hanging above the furnace.

In the photo were Demi and her sister with their parents. They looked like an ordinary family, simple and beautiful. I couldn't help but sigh. Sometimes, we couldn't believe what people showed us. They might all be lies.

Suddenly, I heard Demi and William arguing behind me.

Dad, you actually left me with a stranger. How could you! I don't give a shit about the money you owe! How can you sell me? Your debt has nothing to do with me. It's none of my business! Demi roared. I could tell that she was really angry.

How can you talk to me like that? I'm your father! Besides, you should thank me for finding you a man. After all, who would be interested in a plain-looking woman like you? William shouted. His face flushed with anger.

But I don't want to be his woman.

Demi's anger now erupted like a volcano.

William gasped, his chest heaving up and down violently. He raised his right hand high in the air.

I knew what he would do, so I grabbed his wrist without hesitation.

From now on, you have no right to touch even the tip of her hair. Make sure I don't see or hear you hurt my woman again. Otherwise, I will fucking kill you. Did I make myself clear?

William stared at me with panic in his eyes. Then he nodded quickly.

It was only then that I let go of his hand.

I turned to look at my woman. Demi crossed her arms over her chest, looking unconvinced.

I looked at her dangerously and warned in a low voice, "Demi, you belong to me now, so I advise that you accept this fact as soon as possible. Do you understand?"

Demi gritted her teeth and looked at me for a while. Then she lowered her head dejectedly and cried sulkily.

At this moment, Gio came in and handed me the clean coat and shirt.

Come on, Demi. Take me to your room. I need to change my clothes.

Demi raised her head abruptly upon hearing my words. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something. But in the end, she shut her mouth dejectedly.

She took me to the innermost room on the second floor. It was poorly lit, and the furnishings were simple. It didn't look like a woman's bedroom at all. Her room was a clear proof that she had a low status at home.

I spread my arms to Demi. She was so scared that she took two steps back. "What are you doing?"

I looked at her and smiled. "Since you are my woman, you should help me change my clothes, right?"

Are you crazy? You can change on your own. After saying this, Demi ran out of the room with a flushed face.

I was amused by her. Whether she was frightened or angry, she was like a rabbit.

I closed the door, unbuttoned my blood-stained shirt, and took it off.

I had just put on the clean shirt when the door behind me suddenly creaked open.

Did Demi change her mind and come back?

I didn't turn around. Instead, I continued buttoning my clean shirt and smoothened the wrinkles on my sleeves.

Then I heard a woman's mocking voice behind me.

I heard that my sister has become a woman of an old and ugly man. Ha-ha! Are you that old man?

She must be Ella, Demi's sister. And William's favorite daughter.

I put on my gloves. Then I slowly turned around after tidying myself up.

As soon as she saw me, surprise filled her eyes. The sarcastic and mocking expression on her face was replaced by flattery. I noticed that she even licked her lips greedily.

I don't know who said you were old and ugly. That person must be blind. Anyway, nice to meet you, handsome. Are you going to take my stupid sister as your woman? I'm telling you, you will only be disappointed with her, Ella said diligently.

I shook my head. "No, I won't make Demi my woman."

She had a happy expression at once. Then she said hastily, "Really? I knew you wouldn't like her. So..."

Before she could finish her words, I snorted coldly and continued, "She will be my wife."

Ella's expression changed. She became angry and anxious. "An ugly woman like her doesn't deserve you at all. You should consider me..."

Her voice trailed off when I suddenly approached her. I pinched her neck hard and pressed her against the wall, stopping the rest of her words in her throat.

She groaned in pain and looked at me in horror, begging for mercy.

You can't hold a candle to Demi. If I hear you say again that she's ugly, I'll chop off your tongue and ruin your face. Understand? As I spoke, I tightened my grip on her neck.

Ella's face flushed with suffocation, and tears welled up in her eyes. She kept nodding while struggling, trying to push my hand away.

But my heart never softened. On the contrary, I didn't stop until she was almost out of breath.

After being freed, she collapsed to the floor, gasping for breath.

I didn't mind her. I turned around, left the room, and went downstairs.

Demi was in the living room, sitting on the sofa in a huff. I didn't need to guess that she was still brooding about William selling her.

Demi, pack all your things. We're leaving.

Demi pursed her lips upon hearing me. Obviously, she didn't want to leave with me.

I leaned over, blew softly in her ear, and whispered, "It's okay if you don't want to leave. How about we spend our wedding night in your room tonight?"

Demi's POV:

Ares' warm breath and his words made me tremble all over. I couldn't help reaching out and pushing him away. But he grabbed my arm.

I looked up and met his gaze. His eyes were blue like the sea, beautiful and mysterious. But when the sea got angry, it would devour everything.

We looked at each other for a long time until I suddenly heard someone cough and walk closer.

It was Ella. She stroked her neck and looked at Ares in front of her carefully. I saw a trace of fear in her eyes.

But despite the fear, I also saw obvious interest and desire.

I knew that Ella always liked tall and handsome men. And Ares was definitely her type.

So I turned to my father and asked him in a voice everyone could hear, "Dad, why don't you let my sister pay off your debt?"

Sure enough, Ella's eyes lit up. And a bright smile crept across her face.

But my father was obviously unhappy to hear my suggestion. "Shut up! Ella is different from you."

In my father's eyes, Ella was his beautiful and most precious daughter. How could he make Ella a payment of his debt?

Indeed, he was a good father. But sadly, only to Ella.

I sneered, "What's the difference? Because I'm a virgin while she is a slut?"

Upon hearing my words, my father was so angry that he gasped and took two steps closer to me. He gritted his teeth, and his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

I knew he wanted to slap me, but he couldn't. After all, Ares had already warned him.

At this moment, Ares chimed in coldly, "I don't want a slut."

I was shocked. I didn't expect him to say something rude to speak for me.

I suddenly had the urge to laugh, but I controlled my emotion.

I picked up my luggage and walked to the door. Then I turned around, looked at my father, and said, "Dad, from now on, you only have one daughter, and that's Ella. The next time you owe money, you can only use her to pay for it. However, she is not worth three million dollars."

I saw how my father almost fainted in anger. And Ella's face, which was covered with makeup, twisted in rage.

Ares suddenly burst into laughter. He laughed so hard that his body trembled slightly.

I narrowed my eyes and looked at him. I didn't understand what was so funny.

But then, he said, "Demi, let's go. We still have an appointment. I don't want to be late."

I didn't say anything more. I followed him into the car obediently and leaned my head against the window melancholy.

I was thinking about what my future life would be like. To pay for my father's debt, I had to make a sacrifice.

We travelled for half an hour before the car stopped.

I looked around and asked in confusion, "Why are we at the hospital?"

Ares didn't answer me. Instead, he just glanced at me sideways.

My heart panicked. Could it be that he only tried to hold on earlier? Was he actually injured in the shootout?