Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride




The foreign voice of a man came from the other end of the line.

"Hello? Sis-in-law? Uh, Mark had too much to drink. Do you think you can come pick him up?"

Sis-in-law? The address caused her to jolt. Arianne's first reaction was that the

caller must have been mistaken. She was quite puzzled.

"What? Where?"

It took Arianna some effort to finally clarify which bar they were at, since the other end of the line was noisy.

Hanging up, she put on her coat and woke Henry up. She had no driver's license and could not pick him up on her own.

Arriving at the location, she saw the men at the bar entrance from afar right as she got off the car. Other than Mark Tremont who was intoxicated, there were two other

men.

'Birds of a feather flock together' - this was Arianne's immediate thought. Both men were good looking and lofty. It was just that she had never seen them in the past, having no opportunity to familiarize herself with his circle of friends.

"Ay, Mark's good at hiding. He's spilled the beans that he's married, but only after getting drunk today. I've never expected his type to be the fresh and innocent kind. You aren't the one he took in... are you?" Jackson West widened his eyes when he saw Arianne, he was quite doubtful.

Arianne's gaze dimmed a little. She said nothing and went up to hold Mark Tremont.

"Thank you and sorry for the trouble."

Jackson West wanted to say more but was dragged along by Eric Nathaniel beside him. "Enough, help take Mark to the car."

When the car zoomed off, Jackson looked seriously at Eric.

"Say, she's not actually that little girl he took in back then, is she? What's Mark thinking? Never in my wildest dream I'd expect him to marry her."

Eric Nathaniel was not at all bewildered. "Based on Mark's character, do you think he'll take in the daughter of his enemy who caused his parents' death for no reason? In everyone's eyes he's an angel, but in reality he is far from gracious."

Returning to the Tremont Estate,

Arianne Wynn had strained all of her

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strength carrying Mark Tremont back to their room. The moment she dropped him on the bed, she felt as if all her energy was drained She had to rest for a while before she could clean him up with a warm towel. Content belongs to Novelxo.org

Mark Tremont's phone rang then. Arianne hesitantly retrieved it from his pocket. It was not that she was curious to who had texted him, she was wondering what he had saved her number as.

Waking the screen up, Arianne ignored the text, directly searching through his call history. She could see her entry instantly since there were not many contacts saved in Mark Tremont's phone. She was saved as 'Ari'.

Arianne could not fathom what she felt when she saw the words. It seemed to be only Mama Mary who would call her by 'Ari', even Henry addressed her as 'miss'. She had not expected him to save her contact with her nickname...

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Suddenly, Arianne was not as fearful of Mark Tremont anymore. The inebriated man did not look frosty and stern like he usually does. Putting his phone down, Arianne moved him into a comfortable position and was about to get up when Mark Tremont pulled her into his embrace. Content belongs to Novelxo.org

"Don't go..."

Whilst hugged, Arianne's heartbeat soared like she was going to pass out. She was so nervous that she did not dare move a muscle.

After some time, she tried to break free when he made no further movement. Once she moved, however, his arms tightened. The blush on her face darkened and Arianne ultimately gave up.

Arianne felt something warm against her ears just as she was dozing off. Initially, she had thought that Mark Tremont had accidentally touched her from shifting around. It was until his lips moved to the corner of her mouth...

When Arianne subconsciously

turned away due to the strong

alcohol scent that fueled her scent

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insecurity, Mark Tremont flipped her around trapping her under him. His

eyes were glazed and his voice was raspy. "What is it? This is your duty as my wife. Are you still thinking about keeping your chastity for that man?!" Content belongs to

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Afraid, Arianne's hands were against his chest. "It's not that... you're drunk..."

His head was buried in her neck. "It can still be done!"