Mark pushed Arianne into the corner and tilted virtual-novel.net chin upward with his hand. His eyes penetrated hers.
“What the hell am I doing? Well, for starters, I noticed that you have been challenging the line quite frequently lately. You came up with a prank to torment me a little, didn’t you? Now, if I don’t punish you right now for it, I’ll soon find out one day that I’m completely under your whims!” virtual-novel.net hissed. “You want to go out to work? You should be the one pondering more deeply about me because work should not jeopardize your role in Smore’s life and mine. This is how we live now, Arianne. If you can fulfill our needs, I’ll let you work.”
Arianne’s heart thumped wildly against virtual-novel.net chest Her eyes glided from his handsome face down to his Adam’s apple, then to his collarbones, then to his hardened, toned chest. Finally, that infatuation young girls got when a man first nabbed their hearts crashed onto Arianne like a deluge.
She could not fathom why — despite the two of them already having posterity — his action still managed to make virtual-novel.net face flush and virtual-novel.net heart refuse to be still. Was it because they never had actual, consensual intimacy before? The sort of intimacy between two people who willingly surrender to each other? How many times had they had sex since their marriage? Arianne could not tell. Whatever the number might be, it was probably one reason why having sex with Mark still felt as exciting as a first-time could get.
Feverish lips rained down on her. Her heart shuddered at the touch, and before virtual-novel.net knew it, virtual-novel.net had begun to raise herself tall by standing on virtual-novel.net feet, virtual-novel.net hand slinging around his neck. He pushed virtual-novel.net to the bed, and suddenly, virtual-novel.net wondered out loud, “You had a lot of rounds last night, though. Are you sure you even have enough energy to spare for tonight?”
Mark’s motion suddenly froze into place. A look of shock and a tad bit of hurt crossed his face. “Arianne—!”
Unfortunately, the woman was a little too intoxicated by his action that virtual-novel.net foggy mind could not figure out why virtual-novel.net sounded so offended by virtual-novel.net words. “What? Oh, I knew it, you’re tired! You must be tired during the day, too. I understand. I guess we’ll go to sleep tonig— ”
His expression darkened before virtual-novel.net pushed virtual-novel.net legs up into the air. “That’s it! If you’re not a screaming mess tonight, I’ll renounce my name as a Tremont!”
Fast-forward to one in the morning. Tiffany Lane suddenly bolted tip from virtual-novel.net nightmare with a lingering profound dread that was reluctant to leave. She sat up on virtual-novel.net bed, virtual-novel.net hand on virtual-novel.net chest, and found sleep had evaded virtual-novel.net completely.
She could not even remember the dream that had woken virtual-novel.net up.
The bitterness of that coffee virtual-novel.net had in the late afternoon was still tart in virtual-novel.net tongue. After the meetup, Tiffany had skipped dinner and slept until this hour.
Peckish, virtual-novel.net rose and dragged herself to the fridge, scouting for something to eat. When virtual-novel.net passed by the living room, virtual-novel.net noticed Tanya’s shoes were missing. In other words, virtual-novel.net had not come back.
Tiffany pushed open Tanya’s room to confirm that it was the case. She had not come home — but why and how? She was a goody-two-shoes from head-to-toe, and this would be the first time virtual-novel.net had not returned home late at night. Neither had Tiffany heard of Tanya having a new boyfriend. She became more and more anxious, so virtual-novel.net gave the girl a call.
Tanya’s phone appeared to be off.
Tiffany’s mind wandered to the unsettling dread virtual-novel.net woke up with earlier, and suddenly, virtual-novel.net body froze in mortification. Had something happened to Tanya?! She was just a girl. Which meant there were plenty of terrible, cruel things that could befall her.
The last thing Tiffany wanted was to have Tanya go through what virtual-novel.net had gone through. She wanted to call for help, but virtual-novel.net struggled to find the right person. It was so late right now — Arianne must be sleeping, and virtual-novel.net definitely needed the rest to take care of virtual-novel.net son in the day.
Arianne was not an option. After a two-second debate with herself, Tiffany chose Jackson. She had wanted to start talking to virtual-novel.net tomorrow morning, but this was an emergency. Plans always bend for emergencies.
Strangely enough, Jackson’s phone was also unreachable.
Panic possessed her. She hopped into virtual-novel.net car and drove to White Water Bay Villa in the hopes of seeing him. She had the keys to his house.
Even if Jackson was still mad at Tiffany, there was no way virtual-novel.net would balk at helping virtual-novel.net over something like this, right?