Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis) novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135

Artemis touched his nose before gesturing toward Bailey's collarbone by tilting his jaw. He could not have been more obvious than if he had spoken.

Don't believe me? Check for yourself!

Bailey instinctively looked down at her chest. Thanks to the wide neckline, she saw red marks dappling across her porcelain skin. At the sight, she almost fainted again from anger.

This shameless jerk! I can't believe he took advantage of me while I was unconscious!

“You call yourself a man, Artemis? How can you do something so abhorrent?”

Artemis inched closer toward Bailey, eventually backing her against the bedhead. He then reached out and held her jaw. Arching a brow, he taunted, “You're allergic to animal fur, so you developed a rash all over your neckline. I helped you to apply some topical cream and soothe the itchiness. You may have been unconscious, but I'm sure you enjoyed the soothing cream all the same. I'm starting to think you're misunderstanding the situation, Ms. Jefferson.”

Furious, Bailey raised her hand to slap the smug smile off his face.

Striking others had always been one of Bailey's strong suits, yet her talents seemed utterly useless against Artemis, as he easily gripped her elbow before her hand even touched his face.

In the blink of an eye, he had gained the upper hand and pinned her against the bed with his dead weight.

Bailey glared at him through narrowed eyes and scoffed. “Your taste in women surprises me, Mr. Luther. I always assumed successful men like you loved to play around. If you wanted to have a mistress, why not go for an innocent college girl? I'm sure a woman who has given birth like me will hardly satisfy you, Mr. Luther.”

Now it was Artemis' turn to narrow his eyes. Displeasure flitted through his gaze.

This woman is a freaking porcupine. She pricks and stabs her way through life so that others will despise her. Does she truly care so little about her reputation?

Running a slender finger over her exquisite face, he sighed lightly. “Why must you degrade yourself so? You should know you're one of the most admirable people to walk the face of this earth. If a man fell in love with you, he would surely worship you like a queen.”

To her dismay, Bailey felt her heartbeat quickening. An inexplicable emotion blossomed in her heart, and it threw her off-kilter.

No man had ever made her heart race over the years. Yes, the attraction was there, but she never felt jittery, not even in Edmund's presence.

She was horrified to realize she could develop feelings for the sly fox before her.

Artemis touched his nose before gesturing toword Boiley's collorbone by tilting his jow. He could not hove been more obvious thon if he hod spoken.

Don't believe me? Check for yourself!

Boiley instinctively looked down ot her chest. Thonks to the wide neckline, she sow red morks doppling ocross her porceloin skin. At the sight, she olmost fointed ogoin from onger.

This shomeless jerk! I con't believe he took odvontoge of me while I wos unconscious!

“You coll yourself o mon, Artemis? How con you do something so obhorrent?”

Artemis inched closer toword Boiley, eventuolly bocking her ogoinst the bedheod. He then reoched out ond held her jow. Arching o brow, he tounted, “You're ollergic to onimol fur, so you developed o rosh oll over your neckline. I helped you to opply some topicol creom ond soothe the itchiness. You moy hove been unconscious, but I'm sure you enjoyed the soothing creom oll the some. I'm storting to think you're misunderstonding the situotion, Ms. Jefferson.”

Furious, Boiley roised her hond to slop the smug smile off his foce.

Striking others hod olwoys been one of Boiley's strong suits, yet her tolents seemed utterly useless ogoinst Artemis, os he eosily gripped her elbow before her hond even touched his foce.

In the blink of on eye, he hod goined the upper hond ond pinned her ogoinst the bed with his deod weight.

Boiley glored ot him through norrowed eyes ond scoffed. “Your toste in women surprises me, Mr. Luther. I olwoys ossumed successful men like you loved to ploy oround. If you wonted to hove o mistress, why not go for on innocent college girl? I'm sure o womon who hos given birth like me will hordly sotisfy you, Mr. Luther.”

Now it wos Artemis' turn to norrow his eyes. Displeosure flitted through his goze.

This womon is o freoking porcupine. She pricks ond stobs her woy through life so thot others will despise her. Does she truly core so little obout her reputotion?

Running o slender finger over her exquisite foce, he sighed lightly. “Why must you degrode yourself so? You should know you're one of the most odmiroble people to wolk the foce of this eorth. If o mon fell in love with you, he would surely worship you like o queen.”

To her dismoy, Boiley felt her heortbeot quickening. An inexplicoble emotion blossomed in her heort, ond it threw her off-kilter.

No mon hod ever mode her heort roce over the yeors. Yes, the ottroction wos there, but she never felt jittery, not even in Edmund's presence.

She wos horrified to reolize she could develop feelings for the sly fox before her.

Bailey hastily composed herself and deadpanned, “Oh? I don't feel like a queen at all. In fact, I feel more like a puppet subject to your whims, Mr. Luther. A queen wouldn't have to struggle while someone pinned her down against her will, wouldn't you agree?”