Too Late Mr. White! I'm Married To Your Rival Now novel Chapter 175

Aria's POV

I thought I was in the right, but being looked at like this by him, I suddenly felt somewhat guilty.

Biting my lip, I walked to the wardrobe and squatted down, pulled out the marriage agreement we both signed from a box, and slapped it in front of him: "We have a contract marriage!"

"What's the problem?" He picked up the agreement and flipped through it, "Since it's a contract marriage, it means we both agreed willingly." He closed the agreement and looked directly into my eyes, "Or are you trying to back out?"

Help! He called me by that old nickname again! Every time he addressed me like that, I had a bit of a stress response.

"I'm not backing out! But we originally were indeed..."

"Not backing out, just wanting to make love with me but not wanting to be my wife?"

I immediately explained: "I... I didn't..."

"Really?" He suddenly pulled me into his arms, "So is our marriage still fake?"

"Real, it's real!" The man's warm breath sprayed on my neck, making me feel tingles, my breathing becoming rapid, "You... let go of me first."

"If I let go, you'll lie again." Not only did he not let go, he held my waist and lifted me up, changing from facing away from him to facing him.

His woody scent occupied my senses. My face was red as a shrimp, but I still stubbornly said: "When did I ever lie?"

Aiden just looked at me, smiling without speaking.

I couldn't stand being looked at like that and immediately surrendered: "Move! Move! I'll move right now! Immediately!"

After getting a satisfactory answer, he still didn't let go: "Don't move everything, just bring the things you use regularly."

"Then let go of me first so I can pack!" Actually, I didn't have much to pack, mainly skincare and makeup products. As for clothes, the wardrobe in the master bedroom already had more clothing than I owned myself.

However, he didn't let go. Instead, he lowered his head to touch my forehead, his thick eyelashes fluttering like fans: "Won't you give me a kiss, little wildcat?"

Oh God, this man was really too much! My legs trembled slightly from soreness, but his breath made a flame that shouldn't exist begin to ignite deep within my body again.

"I... my body is still very sore..." I protested quietly, but his lips had already covered mine, gentle yet not allowing refusal.

"I'll be gentle." His low voice was like a demon's whisper, his hand already exploring under my nightgown, wandering along my waistline, arousing waves of trembling.

"No..." I tried to struggle, but it was futile. He picked me up and walked toward the outdoors.

"Aiden! We'll be seen!" I panicked and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"There's only the two of us here," he placed me on the lounge chair by the pool, "and I want to see you in the sunlight."

The high walls and dense plants around the pool provided enough privacy, but the stimulation of being outdoors still made my heart race. His kisses moved from my lips downward, stopping at my collarbone, gently nibbling.

"Aiden..." I breathed rapidly, my hands weakly pushing against his shoulders.

"Shh, relax," he soothed in a low voice, his fingers already exploring my secret place, "Look, you're already ready."

That familiar pleasure struck again, and I bit my lower lip to prevent moans from escaping. He looked up, his deep eyes full of desire: "Let it out, only I can hear you here."

Then he turned me over, making me kneel on the lounge chair as he entered me from behind. This position allowed him to penetrate deeper, and I couldn't suppress a whimper.

"Aiden... too deep..."

"Bear with it, baby." He whispered in my ear, one hand supporting my waist while the other kneaded my sensitive spot from the front.

Aiden softened his tone: "Sleep for a while, I'll go downstairs to make lunch and wake you in two hours."

"That's so embarrassing," I blinked. He was cooking while I rested here.

"Does Mrs. Carter want to accompany me downstairs to cook?" he raised an eyebrow.

I immediately pretended to yawn: "I'm sleepy, need to rest a bit. Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Carter!" After saying this, I quickly got up to return to the guest room.

But before I could take two steps, Aiden grabbed my collar and brought me back: "Where are you going, Mrs. Carter?"

I quickly made an excuse: "Thirsty, want to go downstairs for some water."

He smiled and let go, walking out of the room. Only then did I realize he was going to get me water. Although I felt embarrassed, the little person in my heart was jumping with joy.

I moved to Aiden's large bed and couldn't help rolling around a few times after lying down. Before I finished rolling, he returned with a glass of water.

I sat up, and when receiving the glass, my pinky accidentally touched the back of his hand, making my fingertips tingle. After drinking the water, I obediently lay down and pulled the blanket over myself completely.

Aiden laughingly pulled down the blanket that covered my head. I clutched the edge of the blanket with both hands, only showing my eyes as I looked at him: "I'm going to sleep now."

"Mm." He responded but showed no intention of leaving.

I looked at his handsome face, gradually calming down as rationality returned. I gripped my hands tightly and mustered the courage to ask the question that had been lingering in my heart: "Aiden, do you really like me?"

His eyes flickered slightly as he pulled down the blanket on my hands a bit, exposing my entire face before stopping: "Want to feel it again?"

"Huh?"

Before I finished speaking, his hand had already slipped under me, half-lifting me into his arms, then lowering his head to kiss me deeply.