A Ruling Passion – Chapter 1492

Mark raised his head and gazed at her with faint but undeniable wildness in his eyes. “He can wait a little longer.”

Arianne’s eyes linked to his, and her heart fluttered. “C-Can we not? Dinner’s still waiting for us... Why is it that you always get the kick anytime, anywhere? God , can we please just talk about this later?”

He refused by catching the edge of Arianne’s sleeve with his teeth and yanking it away, exposing the latter’s chiseled collar bones. His lips swooped down on her neck.

A jolt of a soft but warm sensation rocked Arianne’s mind, and her arms automatically wrapped around his neck.

When the two exited Mark’s study, the scarlet flush on her face had yet to recede, though Mark looked as though he had not just answered his carnal calling. He quickly picked up Smore after descending the stairs and before taking their seats around the dining table.