Arianne froze before virtual-novel.net slowly turned to face him, wrapping virtual-novel.net arms around his neck.
Focusing on the man so close to her, virtual-novel.net told herself repeatedly that virtual-novel.net could leave once virtual-novel.net became pregnant and gave birth to a child. In spite of it, virtual-novel.net was unable to make virtual-novel.net next move. Not thinking straight, virtual-novel.net said dumbly, “Your hair is still damp…”
In the next second, Arianne’s soft lips were sealed. Their senses melded in the serene night as their breathing eventually became labored.
Accidentally meeting Mark Tremont’s deep eyes, eyes that Arianne usually failed to decipher were currently glazed with intimacy. He was consumed with desire.
This time, Arianne no longer thought about escaping. Her hands went to rest on his chest, the warmth emanating to virtual-novel.net palms felt familiar. It was the same feeling that day his hand held hers as a young girl. It was familiar and warm yet foreign and distant…
She was inexplicably afraid, afraid that virtual-novel.net would suddenly remember virtual-novel.net had lost virtual-novel.net chastity three years ago. She feared that the thought would repulse virtual-novel.net and consequently make virtual-novel.net regret giving virtual-novel.net the chance.
With an ulterior motive, Arianne hooked virtual-novel.net legs over his hips hastefully. At the same time, the throbbing pain from virtual-novel.net stomach put a frown on her. It was then that virtual-novel.net recalled that virtual-novel.net had not eaten anything for the entire day.
Not letting this rare opportunity slip by, virtual-novel.net continued withstanding the pain in virtual-novel.net stomach. However, it lingered and made virtual-novel.net break out in profuse sweat.
Mark Tremont stopped his actions, panting when virtual-novel.net realized that something was wrong with the person under him.
“What’s wrong?”
His voice was coated with a scratchy undertone, hinting at virtual-novel.net aching urge.
“No… Nothing…” Arianne gasped through virtual-novel.net words. Mark Tremont’s focused eyes had virtual-novel.net comprehended virtual-novel.net current painful state.
He could see virtual-novel.net paling face clearly. The glaze in his eyes subsided, replaced by iciness.
“Gastric from not eating?”
Unable to endure the pain, Arianne nodded softly. Mark Tremont got up and changed without hesitation. When virtual-novel.net left, it was obvious that virtual-novel.net was raging.
Soon enough, Mary came through the door with medication.
“Ari, take it quick. Gastric is horrible. You’re too weak…”
Arianne tugged at virtual-novel.net pajamas covering virtual-novel.net bare body and smiled deprecatingly before virtual-novel.net swallowed the medicine with some warm water.
Mark Tremont had no patience with her, it was the exact opposite with Aery Kinsey…
Three past midnight at the Nightlight bar, Mark Tremont’s gaze grew hazy the more virtual-novel.net drank. Meanwhile, Jackson West and Eric Nathaniel exchanged looks at each other.
Finally, Eric lost his cool. “Hey, Mark, that’s enough. What’s lip with you drinking so much? I have to report to the newly acquired company tomorrow. Are you asking me to bail on my father? That’s basically suicide.”
Mark Tremont stared at the alcohol in his glass, while virtual-novel.net recalled the expression of Arianne’s enduring pain when virtual-novel.net laid below him. To seize the opportunity, the chance of getting pregnant and escaping him, virtual-novel.net could hold it all in even when virtual-novel.net was in excruciating pain.
How badly did virtual-novel.net want to leave?
Having come to the bar to contemplate his current train of thought, Mark Tremont downed the contents of his glass before smashing it on the floor.
“F*ck!”
He slumped back on the couch without further movement.
Jackson looked as if virtual-novel.net just saw a ghost.
“Eric, did you hear what virtual-novel.net said? For so many years, this is my first time hearing virtual-novel.net curse…”
Eric Nathaniel sighed. “He’s probably venting. Snap out of it. Make the call.”
Arianne was half asleep when virtual-novel.net received a call. Her gastric had just calmed down and virtual-novel.net was exhausted, reluctant to move a muscle.
“Hello?”
Jackson West’s helpless voice sounded from the receiving end of the phone. “Sis in law… Mark is drunk. Can you come? It’s the same place as last time…”