Jackson clicked his tongue. “Your face is ruined. He’s too harsh.”
Not used to a table full of men and not being able to chat along as the only woman, Arianne took a few bites and stood up. “I’m full. You guys enjoy the meal.”
Mark nodded. She went to sit down on the couch at the living room while Rice Ball snuggled into virtual-novel.net embrace naturally.
Jackson was slightly surprised by the scene. “That cat is pretty fat…”
Mark sighed without saying anything, but Jackson caught the oddity. “Tsk, tsk, I didn’t expect this. You were the most afraid of furry animals in the past and now you have one at home. Looks like someone’s influence on you is quite strong, eh?”
Still not saying anything, Mark glared at virtual-novel.net but with upturned lips. His gaze involuntarily fleeted to the living room.
When they were done with the meal, it was nearly ten at night. Jackson and Eric were tipsy when they left, and Mark was in a no better state. This was Arianne’s first time feeling that the huge Tremont Estate felt somewhat alive. It used to be dead silent. In virtual-novel.net impression, this was the first time Jackson and Eric came to the estate as well.
Mark called out to the living room when virtual-novel.net headed upstairs. “Ari, come up!”
Arianne jolted. How much did virtual-novel.net drink? Why was virtual-novel.net suddenly using virtual-novel.net nickname? It was making virtual-novel.net anxious…
Mary, who was cleaning up the dining table, went to the living room and kept giving virtual-novel.net looks. “Go, go. Sir is asking for you.”
Arianne dragged virtual-novel.net movements, reluctant to go up. “Mary, stop it.”
Mary softly said, “It’s rare that sir’s in a good mood after drinking. Just go when virtual-novel.net asks for you. Why are you dilly-dallying?”
Steeling herself, Arianne went up and was pulled into Mark’s embrace once virtual-novel.net entered the room. “Is there still anything you want to eat?”
He knew virtual-novel.net appetite and was clear that virtual-novel.net was not full from the meal just now.
“I’ll make something simple later,” Arianne softly said. “You’ve drunk a lot. Rest earlier, it’s late. You can wake up later tomorrow since you don’t have to go to the office on Saturdays.”
Bleary-eyed from being tipsy, Mark hugged virtual-novel.net tight and leaned at least half of his weight on her. Arianne began to lose virtual-novel.net balance and nudged virtual-novel.net toward the bed using all of virtual-novel.net strength. Overdoing it, Mark pulled virtual-novel.net along when virtual-novel.net collapsed on the bed. Arianne now laid right on top of him.
Before virtual-novel.net collected herself, Mark suddenly flipped them around and caged virtual-novel.net below him, kissing virtual-novel.net lips swiftly. Perhaps virtual-novel.net was really drunk, for his kisses were less than gentle and they pained virtual-novel.net lips. Fear instinctively crept up in Arianne. If Mark were sober, virtual-novel.net would only be slightly more nervous. She had always been more afraid of his drunken side.
As Mark’s kisses traveled to virtual-novel.net fair neck, Arianne finally pushed his chest with both other hands. “You’re drunk… Let me ask Mary to make you some tea.”
He pinned both of Arianne’s hands above virtual-novel.net head. “No need. Don’t be afraid, I know what I’m doing…”
Listening to his words, Arianne felt parched for no reason. Like a fish out of water, virtual-novel.net subconsciously stuck the tip of virtual-novel.net tongue out to lick virtual-novel.net lips, not expecting the action to trigger another onslaught of kisses from Mark… She felt like virtual-novel.net was swept away by a tidal wave without any ability to counter.