A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Chapter 110

Arielle’s breath hitched in her throat. Forgetting how to react, she simply froze under Vinson’s body. Vinson was not in a better state either. He could feel the smooth sensation under his lips, while Arielle’s natural scent wafted into his nose. It smelled different from other perfumes, resembling the scent of milk and fresh flowers. For a moment, he could not bear to leave her. All he could feel was that his body had become stiff, rendering him motionless. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

However, every inch of him had the urge to move. His masculine impulses came over him rapidly, causing his breathing to become heavier. When Arielle could barely breathe with Vinson’s body pressing against her, she returned to her senses. Pushing his chest away and blushing, she said, “Go away…” Vinson was jolted awake the moment he heard her voice. He quickly left her body. While tidying his clothes, he concealed the passionate look burning in his eyes.

Then, he shot a disdainful glance at Arielle and chided, “Why did you drag me down when you fell? If I get injured, how can you compensate me?” Arielle initially felt so embarrassed that she did not even dare to look at Vinson. However, when she heard his words, she immediately glared at him furiously and snapped through gritted teeth, “Well, I’m sorry, Mr. Nightshire!” Hmph! I didn’t do it on purpose, so why is he so fierce?

He’s such a hot-tempered and cruel person. It’s no wonder that no girls like him! He’ll just be a single pringle forever. Vinson raised his chin arrogantly and said, “Good that you know your mistake. When you fall down the next time, don’t drag me down too.” “You…” Arielle was so furious that she wanted to lash out at him. Widening her eyes, she spun around angrily. Forget it. I won’t feel angry if I don’t see him. I should be more forgiving, and shouldn’t get pissed over a weird man like him.

When Vinson saw the tail on Arielle’s clothes facing him, his emotions, which he had suppressed with much difficulty earlier, arose again. “Darn it!” Vinson averted his gaze and cursed under his breath. He asked in frustration, “Why were you kneeling on the floor?” “I was looking for the remote control…”

Blushing, she reached her arm out to grope under the couch. However, as the remote control was too far inside, she could not reach it no matter what.

At that moment, the voices from the television were cut off. Surprised, Arielle turned her head around and saw Vinson standing beside the television expression, an electric cord in his hand. She had not thought of unplugging it directly. Sighing in frustration, Arielle stood up. Vinson tossed the cord aside, took off his suit and threw it to Arielle. She quickly grabbed the suit and draped it around her body.

His suit was so big that it covered her thighs, making her look like a child wearing an adult’s clothes. Vincent fished out a cigarette from his pocket and inhaled deeply. Only then did he finally calm himself down. He walked to the window, pushed it open and let the smoke drift outside.

After a few puffs, he said with his back facing Arielle, “Speak, what the hell happened?” “Ahem…” Arielle cleared her throat, trying to explain the slight mishap that occurred earlier. After narrating what had happened, she said, “I’d like to do a DNA test.” Vinson had already finished the cigarette by the time she stopped speaking. He turned around to look at Arielle, his gaze was unfathomable to her.