Left with no choice, she hurriedly hugged Vinson‘s neck again to steady herself.
“I‘ll take your silence as consent, doctor,” Vinson said with a chuckle.
With that, he held a very anxious Arielle tightly in his arms and went upstairs. In the blink of an eye, Arielle found herself on the bed in Vinson‘s room.
Since Vinson had the master bedroom, he had a much larger bed, and the combination of dark and light colors made for a strong contrast.
Arielle sank into the impeccably soft bed as soon as he laid her on it.
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