Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1619

Bitter yearning filled Mark’s eyes before he suddenly lunged onto her, flipping her body so that she would face up toward him. He loomed over her, his hands pinning Arianne’s struggling hands to her sides.

“If you don’t go to my room, I’ll… I’ll undo you right here, right now,” he hissed.

Arianne could not believe the words that came out of his mouth, and it showed in the way she widened her eyes in disbelief. It was only when Mark’s hand slithered beneath her skirt that she reeled back from shock and cried, “Are you crazy?! Didn’t we make it clear that you can’t touch me after we’re divorced?”

His handsomely-arched brow cocked up. “Hmm, curious. Whoever told you that? I’m afraid that this being the Tremont Estate—and not the Tremont Tower—means that I can do whatever I want here… unruled by the agreement.”

Arianne attempted to struggle out of his hold, and he retaliated by burying his head into her neck. It was such an unexpected jolt that she had to admit defeat. “F-Fine, I yield! I’ll go to your stupid room! But you honor your promise, you… Don’t touch me!”

With his goal fulfilled, Mark removed himself from her instantly. “You should take a shower—you reek like a beer bottle. You complained before that alcohol stinks and I’ve never believed you, but now, I guess you’re right,” he said. “I’ll give you only five minutes to appear in my bedroom. Otherwise… I’m sure you know what to expect.”

Watching him leave with a beaming, triumphant grin on his face made Arianne wish she could punch him in his self-satisfied face. She sat on the bed, her mind drawing a blank while a small part of her kept time on the five-minutes-limit Mark had set for her.

The problem was that Arianne would not be able to sleep if she was in a new, foreign room, but she could not afford to lose her sleep because tomorrow was workday. Now that she was divorced with the boss of the company, she had lost her get-out-of-jail card—which meant that if she did poorly at work, she could not expect any form of pardon from Mark.

She went into Mark’s bedroom and showered in the bathroom. When she was out, all lights were already off, leaving only darkness in their wake. Mark was already asleep.

Arianne felt her way to the bed and made sure to put ample berth between herself and him. In the end, the distance between them was large enough to put multiple Smores between them.