บท 285: I Guess We Gotta Fight It Out

[ARYA]

"You'll pay for this," Vasso said when he noticed that Nikita wasn't even apologetic of what he had done or even scared of Vasso. What the hell had he stepped into anyway?

"I know. But for now, I'm curious why you wanted me so badly. What is it about me that makes you tick? Why the hell are you obsessed with me, Vasso?" Arya asked, pulling off her wig and dumping it on the floor, revealing her pure white hair.

She looked like a goddess. Vasso was in awe of the woman, her long white hair making him almost rethink the fact that this woman right here sat on the moonlight throne.

She was beauty reincarnated and if she wanted to, then Arya would chain any man she wanted, only that she wanted her own freedom over anything else.

Oh the prices she wasn't afraid to pay.