Trouble in Paradise (Arianna and Nicholas)
Chapter 150

Chapter 0150

Nicholas scooped me up from the ground and held me in his arms. * With skills that bad, you still want to chase me away?"

I was speechless. Wasn't he the one who couldn't co I himself and growled for me to go faster? I bit my lip, wanting to retort but too embarrassed to say anything. "You... seemed to be enjoying yourself just fine!"

I huffed and turned my face away, but the next second, he bent down and nibbled on my earlobe. "Feeling shy now? You were pretty bold just a moment ago."

I feigned calmness and pushed him away. "You didn't like it? Then

there won't be a next time."

I turned and started walking back to the room, but the further I went, the more frustrated I became. The once-soft sand now felt like it

was pricking my feet.

Humans were really strange creatures. When driven by hormones, it was so easy to get carried away, and getting carried away would lead them to do things they'd regret-like right now. Nicholas caught up to me in two strides, draping his arm over my shoulder and softly explaining, "I didn't mean you weren't good. I liked it a lot."

I ignored him, keeping my head down as I continued walking. Suddenly, he grabbed my arm, forcing me to stop, but I still didn't

look up.

When he cupped my cheeks, my eyes had already misted over, and I caught a glimpse of panic in his eyes. "Ari?"

MACHE

I pretended to be angry. "You must feel pretty smug seeing me like this, huh? When I did something so wild and bold for you, were you secretly laughing at me?"

My words were half true and half false. The content was false, but the emotion was real. We had been married for four years, and only now did I realize that I too could be unreasonable.

When I felt wronged, I could also act spoiled and complain to my partner instead of locking myself in a room to shed secret tears.

He saw my distraction and assumed I was deeply upset. He lowered his head and tried to kiss my tears away, and soon my face was wet from his kisses, with my eyelashes sticking together.

However, I wasn't crying at all. I didn't push him away simply because, at this moment, under the moonlight, he looked particularly sincere. I couldn't tell how much of what he was saying was true, but it didn't hurt to listen.

He said, "I've always had good self-control. Once I set my mind on something, I've been able to focus on it since I was a child.

"Women have never held much attention for me, whether physically or emotionally. It's never been this difficult for me to stay in control. But you're the exception!"

He suddenly scooped me up in his arms and strode toward the bedroom, looking down at me as he continued, "Your allure becomes harder to resist with each passing day."

He then tossed me onto the bed and pinned me down. "I've suppressed myself for so many years, and I don't want to hold back any longer."

+25 BONUS

"Uh-huh. I pressed my hand against his head, scrutinizing him." You're already 29. If you keep controlling yourself, you might not have many good years left."

His lips curled into a dangerous smile as he remarked, "Mrs. Hawk, you're in serious trouble now!"

I didn't know how much time had passed. It felt like I had just fallen asleep when I was awakened by a noise outside the door.

The sky outside the white window sheers was still a dim, hazy gray that made it hard to see clearly.

"Honey?" I called out, but Nicholas wasn't beside me.

"Did I wake you?"

Upon hearing my voice, he leaned in from the doorway. He had already changed into a clean white shirt, with the sleeves casually rolled up as he packed his luggage.

He looked effortlessly perfect, with an air of understated sensuality in his slightly open collar. Calmly, I gripped the blanket around me and said nothing.

He explained, "Something urgent came up. I have to head back first. I'll arrange for someone to take care of you. Stay and enjoy yourself for a few more days."