BOOKSDRAMA Chapter 54
Arianne instinctively wanted to escape, but she was afraid of provoking him into a drunken rage. Hence, she simply gritted her teeth and stayed still, praying that he would soon fall asleep...
The more she hoped for one thing, the more it happened otherwise. Not only did he continue his excursion, but he also seemed to have gotten addicted to it and
became annoyed with her clothes getting in the way. His hand changed direction and slipped in through her collar!
She held her breath, her cheeks now burning as if they were on fire. Finally, unable to endure it any longer, she murmured carefully, "Mark..."
He heard her voice. "Mmhmm...?"
"You should get an early night's rest... Go to sleep..." She was too afraid to say anything else. She even made sure to watch her tone.
He shifted closer so that they were eye to eye and stared at her through his drunken, blurry vision. "Don't you want to leave? I'm giving you a chance..."
Then, he flipped over and climbed on top of her, tearing open her pajamas with his hands.
A large surface area of her flesh became exposed to the air. Her chest felt a chill.
All of a sudden, she was like a fish stranded on land. All she could think about was opening her mouth and fighting for air.
Mark did not forget to simultaneously switch off the room's lights. She stared at the devastating shadowy figure on top of her, under the cover of darkness.
The strong smell of alcohol on his body and his increasingly forceful hands gave her the urge to run away. She instinctively reached out and pushed him away then quickly escaped from underneath him. "You're drunk! Get some sleep..." She urged, holding her pajamas tightly against herself as she stood next to the bed.
Mark's vision gradually cleared up in the darkness. His expression hardened, the edges turning cold. "Heh... Were you just as disgusted when Will Sivan touched you?"
Arianne stiffened. She had no way of recalling her memories from that night, three years ago; hence, she didn't know how she reacted to Will. However, it was clear that Mark could not get over this critical juncture... Content belongs to Novelxo.org
Even if he had touched her, even if... she was willing to spend the rest of her life with him, that incident would always be a thorn in their sides. They couldn't pull it
out, and it would steadily agonize them.
After a period of silence, a storm arrived. Mark tore into the study room after venting his frustrations, leaving a mess behind.
Arianne silently sat on the side of the bed. Meanwhile, Mary sighed as she cleaned up. "Ari, servants like us shouldn't concern ourselves with matters between you and sir, but... It won't do any good if you both continue on like this. You should say what's on your mind, don't hide it." Content belongs to Novelxo.org
Arianne shook her head stubbornly. "I'm fine..."
Mark did not come home for the next few days.
Tiffany's family affairs had grown increasingly miserable, and Arianne was anxious. However, Mark still refused to see her.
Now that the contract between Glide Design and the Tremonts was complete, she, the person-in-charge, had to send the sketches over to Tremont Tower. She knew that this would be her only chance to see Mark.
This time, Mark's secretary was around. As expected, she was a woman who resembled a top model. Her body and facial features were top notch. She could even make an ordinary business suit look stylish. She couldn't keep her eyes off her. Content belongs to Novelxo.org
"Whatever it is, leave it to me. Mr. Tremont doesn't usually welcome guests," the secretary dully said when she saw Arianne.