You Can Run But You Can't Hide My Contractual Wife novel Chapter 293

“You are mine tonight. Only mine, Arabella Jones.” Bill’s words pierced directly into her.

She could not resist all the tingling sensations running crazily in her body.

The arousal she felt was bursting like she had no choice but to allow it to take over her.

For her, it felt so right.

Her body was gracefully cooperating with him that it didn't want them to stop.

‘Arabella, your kissing Bill Sky!’

‘Bill Sky!’

‘Bill Sky!’

‘Bill Sky!’

'That monster!'

‘Do not ruin your plan!’

Her mind was already shouting hysterically but Bill’s touches and kisses were so powerful to vanish all those words in her mind.

Without breaking the hungry kiss, Bill gently put her on the bed and positioned himself on top of her.

His hand started to crawl everywhere on her body like it was seeking something in the nicest spots he knew.

His hand seemed to know where its direction to go.

With Bill’s touches, she could not help but arched her body.

It seemed his fingers carried voltage of electricity to her skin making her intensely lured into pleasure.

She was under his spell and she was no way out until her phone rang inside her pocket.

Arabella quickly opened her eyes.

She pushed him harshly and then jumped out of bed.

“Bill Sky, what are you doing?” She was completely back to her senses.

The man in front of her was none other than the monster she hated the most.

“Tell me you don’t like it.” Bill’s tone was serious while he was spreading his arms in the air flaunting his topless sexy muscles.

With his handsome face plus his sexy hot body, Arabella couldn’t help but gulp secretly.

“I am not here for that.” Arabella quickly averted her gaze to the other side as her eyes seemed glued on his topless body.

“Can you put on a shirt?” She quickly fixed herself and then complained about her sexy sight.

“Arabella, this my place. I can do whatever I want.” He reminded her. “And I can do whatever I want to you.” He added with serious eyes pierced into hers.

Hearing his words, Arabella was a bit stunned.

Yeah. He was right.

It’s his place, it’s his rules.

He could take advantage of her whatever and whenever he wanted to.

How could she forget that she entered a lion’s den?

He could eat her.

He could torture her again with or without her permission.

“I… I just want to drink.” She tried her best to stick to the plan as she knew the temptation of the man without his shirt was enticing.

Though she hated this man so much, his masculinity, his scent, the god-looking handsomeness, and his figure were too irresistible to handle.

Come on!

She’s just a girl after all.

“Here?” Bill asked teasing her.

He wanted to question if she really just want to drink inside his huge master bedroom.

“Oh! Then, let’s go out.” Arabella didn’t wait for his answer as her feet hurriedly walked out.

She had no time to waste.

She had a mission tonight that needs to be accomplished.

Her ringing tone reminded her as she knew who was the caller even without seeing it.

Bill followed her outside.

“Answer it.” He uttered like he didn’t want a noise inside his place.

“Nah… no need! It’s just an unknown number.” She got her phone and she was right.

Trishia’s name appeared on her screen.

She heaved a deep sigh secretly as she didn’t follow her instruction.

Her call might just lead to Bill’s suspicion.

After her words, Bill turned around.

“Help yourself.” He spoke very little but Arabella quickly understand what he was about to do.

Bill went inside his room then after a while she heard water dropping on the floor.

She had guessed it.

Bill was taking a shower.

A cold shower to cool down himself.

Arabella quickly got two wine glasses and chose one wine bottle in the cabinet.

She knew these wines were too much expensive.

Knowing Bill Sky, he would not settle for anything less but she didn’t care.

It was him just announcing to help herself.

That just meant, he let her do whatever she wanted inside which was to her advantage.

Quickly, she opened a bottle of wine, poured it into their glasses then turned around to make sure that no one was behind her.

No one should see what she was about to do.

Then, she put her hand inside her pocket and got out a tiny bottle.

Trishia gave it to her.

“Poured this into his glass mixed with his drink then your mission is finished that easy,” Trishia said reaching the tiny capsule-like bottle.

“What’s that?” Arabella asked as she was not confident about Trishia.

She didn’t even know why she came up with the decision to make a deal with her as she knew this girl was a desperate wicked witch.

Arabella could not forget what Trishia had done to her at the Sky Anniversary party.

She was sure that those embarrassments she had received there were all Trishia’s doings.

Trishia had set her up.

The video on the screen interviewing her at that time was no other than Trishia.

She knew the truth but no one listened to her instead they accused her of Ed Sky’s death.

Arabella heaved a heavy sigh remembering the past.

“Nothing… It’s just like a sleeping pill.” Trishia answered with a fake smile.

“Huh! No! That’s a drug Trishia. Am I right?” If Trishia could play a victim, she believed that she was a liar.

Trishia smirked then she clapped.

“Bravo! I know you’re not that innocent. Come on! It’s not you’re going to murder someone with that!” Trishia said viciously remembering Jayson’s words and convincing her because she didn’t want to wait for too long for her.

“No, Trishia! I will not do that! I am not as vicious as you. I will do my way. You wait here and wait for my call.” After Arabella ordered, she went to exit the place but Trishia quickly inserted the tiny bottle inside her pocket.

Arabella stopped and looked at Trishia with a grim smile.

“I know you will be needing that. Just in case.” Trishia said with a naughty wink.

With Trishia’s annoying traits, Arabella just rolled her eyes at her and shook her head then walked away.

Looking at the vile, Arabella felt she had to use it because if not, she couldn’t promise if she could control herself if Bill would attack her again.

Trishia was right.

It would be best that she would use the bottle.

Bill seemed no plan to let her go tonight judging from his intimate attack earlier.

She could feel the lustful desire, the hotness of his body, and the longingness in him.

She would not like to think that he had no s*x with other women because it was too impossible to believe in his name but she could not also set aside her feeling about his actions earlier.