Sentenced to Marriage by MadlainQ

Chapter 39

His promise 

I pull in one shallow breath after another, I remembered Neil saying that Aren had a lot of enemies, but I used to think of them as business competitors, not people who literally wanted him dead! 

“I thought that your mother committed suicide,” I said nervously, feeling my body start to tremble. 

“They made it look that way.” A painful grimace surfaced on his face. 

I raised my eyebrows, processing his words. “They?” He locked his eyes on me. “There were at least a few people involved in it. My father might be one of them.” 

I gasped. The deadliest form of crime that I‘d had contact with was hacking and stealing data, but Aren lived in a world full of killing, conspiracy, and true wickedness. Only now did I realize that compared to Aren‘s, my computer world was angelically safe. 

“My head starts to spin...” I muttered, my body shivering even more. 

Aren corrected his grip on my hand and pulled me close, his arms wrapping around my body.” You‘re trembling. You should have taken a scarf.” 

I nodded, smiling nervously. I didn‘t want to admit that his words terrified me. I stepped into the unknown, naively believing that as long as I got along with Aren, I would do just fine... 

We got back inside the mansion. Aren rushed to take the blanket scarf and wrap it around my shoulders, believing that I was shivering from the cold. Then he gave me something that had a bigger chance to help: he brought me a glass of wine. I drank a gulp from the glass and suddenly felt much better. As I enjoyed the wine, Aren confirmed our dinner order. The food arrived by the time I finished the glass, which was about a few minutes later. Again, Aren took care of everything, asking me to wait while he prepared our table in the dining room. I felt awkward about being spoiled like that. I didn‘t think I could ever get used to doing nothing. Nonetheless, since Aren‘s revelation caused a huge explosion inside my brain, I decided to use that time to focus on my current remedy: wine. 

“The dinner is served, Milady,” Aren announced, nonchalantly bowing in front of me. 

I stifled a laugh, covering my mouth with my hand, but as I cleared my throat, I figured I should follow his example. “Lead the way then,” I said, nobly raising my chin. 

He grinned and gestured widely, inviting me to the table. He ordered shrimp pasta, which was probably the best pasta I had eaten in my whole life. Once I cleaned the plate and emptied my second glass of wine, my courage passed the usual limit of being careful. I grinned happily as if the fact that people around Aren were dying didn‘t matter to me in the slightest. 

sit by the pool,” Aren suggested, reaching out

pool here as well?!” I gaped at him

“Of course there is. It‘s

our glasses with us. The terrace he mentioned was filled with potted plants and flowers, creating the illusion of entering a secret garden. The pool was beautifully lighted, giving the water

the edge and put your legs into the water; it‘s heated,” Aren coaxed, grinning as he

sat and soaked our feet in the pool. As Aren refilled my

inside the snakes‘

the Wintons‘ business went south. He told me that he recorded a certain conversation

the flash drive is still hidden and waiting for you?” I painted a wicked grin on my

“Yes, I believe it‘s still there.” There was something disturbing in his reaction. “You seem

to tell me about

turning pale. I instantly started to wonder if I was one of those disposable people for Aren. There was nothing but a contract binding us together. Would

back from a state of daze. He grabbed my hand, his eyes carefully scanning my expression. “I scared you, didn‘t

in denying that I was terrified?

searched for

always keep you safe, Cora. I am loyal to those who are loyal to me. What I can promise you is that I will never let you

and that I will always protect

calm down in an instant. He leaned closer, his hands gently rubbing

I will never betray you,” he whispered, bringing his lips closer to

out a second before he placed

me close, but I didn‘t resist. His lips claimed mine passionately. His tongue moved in swift, delicate strokes that quickly turned into lush caresses. I moaned against his lips, feeling the shiver of pleasure increase my arousal. I craved him. I needed to fetel him closer to my body. I moved an inch deeper behind the pool rim, but when Aren corrected his grip and stopped supporting my weight for a second, I lost my balance.

looked at him with a helpless grimace before I fell into the water. A second later, he jumped after me, pulling my head to the surface. He helped me stand my feet on a small step near the edge of the pool, which was enough for me to keep my head and neck over the water, my back leaning against the pool rim.

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