A Beauty With Multiple Masks
Unfortunately, the ingredients were insufficient, and Arielle had no choice but to ask for the help of Sasha
and Blake.
The three of them, together with a few other bodyguards, toiled the night away until they had made
enough ravioli for one hundred people.
“All right, that‘ll do,” Arielle mumbled as she stretched her limbs. With everything stored in the freezer,
she turned toward Sasha and Blake. “I‘m going off to bed now. Why don‘t you two do the same? There
are so many people on guard duty anyway. Besides, I‘d still need your help tomorrow.”
“Okay!” Blake exclaimed in joy. He might not have tasted the ravioli, but after seeing Arielle prepare the
ingredients, he was already salivating for it.
I‘m sure they‘ll taste divine!
Arielle returned to her room, and after washing up, she decided to light the therapeutic candles that the
Wilhelms had gifted her.
Before long, she fell into a deep sleep.
Unbeknownst to her, a tall figure had suddenly appeared at the entrance of Maple Mansion.
Despite Arielle‘s instructions, Sasha had stubbornly insisted on standing guard while she got Blake to
retire for the night.
In the end, her guard duty had barely started when an unexpected visitor came by.
Sasha‘s eyes lit up at the familiar face in front of her. “Boss?”
Surprised but happy, she quickly went up to welcome Vinson with two bodyguards in tow.
She didn‘t believe the other bodyguards earlier when they reported that Vinson might have returned. But
now that she had seen him with her own eyes, there was no mistake about it.
It was Vinson Nightshire in the flesh.
Even though it rained heavily in Horington, Jadeborough‘s skies were clear and dotted with stars.
And if it weren‘t for the thunderstorm delaying his flight, Vinson would‘ve made it home an hour earlier.
He acknowledged his staff with a nod before looking up toward Arielle‘s room.
Her room‘s all dark and quiet. I guess she‘s sound asleep.
Knowing what Vinson was looking at, Sasha spoke up. “Ms. Moore has just fallen asleep. Shall I wake
her up?”
“No,” Vinson quickly answered. “I just wanted to see her. I‘ll be leaving in a while.”
Sasha‘s eyes widened in shock.
“You came all the way back to see Ms. Moore?”
“Yes. Otherwise, I won‘t be at ease. By the way, nobody is to tell her that I came back. I don‘t want her
scolding me for it.”
“Um… Understood!” Sasha replied, not quite knowing what to make of the situation.
All she knew was that if there ever were a competition for the world‘s best husband, Vinson would be
right at
the top.
“I‘m going up to take a look. Carry on with your guard duty.”
“Yes!”
With that, Vinson strode into the mansion and went up the stairs toward Arielle‘s room.
He quietly entered the room and saw Arielle‘s peaceful sleeping face framed by the soft glow of the
moonlight.
After removing his windbreaker, Vinson sat on the floor beside Arielle and gazed fondly at her.
In her dream, Arielle had shed her cold and strong willed self and was once again a carefree and
innocent child.
Vinson had long caught the whiff of the therapeutic
candles even before he entered the room. Emboldened by the knowledge that Arielle wouldn‘t be so
easily awakened, he became even bolder with his actions.
He caressed her face and ran his finger down to her lips.
Her lips are so moist and soft. I bet it‘ll feel even better if I kiss them.
Vinson‘s eyes deepened as he leaned in and planted a kiss on Arielle‘s lips.
Alas, he lost control, and his light kisses became even more passionate.
All of a sudden, Arielle let out a moan.
The sound was so sensual that it set off a ripple of excitement within Vinson, causing his arousal level to
jump tenfold.
Vinson cursed under his breath, knowing full well that his body had reacted to the arousal.
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