Mark covered her lips with his own. As he gently nibbled on her lips, he habitually removed his own clothes and pulled up Arianne’s nightgown to her waist...
Arianne realized she could not escape what Mark had set out to do last night. She nervously looked in Smore’s direction, afraid that he would suddenly wake up. Luckily, it was still the wee hours in the morning and the sun had just risen, so it was silent everywhere.
Mark was in a particularly good mood that morning, probably because he had his morning pleasure. He brought Smore out to play in the gardens after breakfast while Arianne leisurely sat at a side and read a book. The weather was not hot since it was not yet afternoon, and a slight breeze blew in their direction.
Tiffany suddenly visited the couple around 9am without informing Arianne beforehand. She brought Plato along with her but Jackson was nowhere to be seen again.
Arianne put down her book and went up to Tiffany’s car. She picked up Plato out of the car. “You’re here early. Why didn’t you tell me that you were coming?”
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