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. 

the pool,” Aren suggested, reaching out

as well?!” I gaped

snorted. “Of course there is. It‘s on

creating the illusion of entering a secret garden. The pool was beautifully lighted, giving the water

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

and soaked our feet in the pool. As Aren refilled my glass of wine, I felt ready to

to get inside the snakes‘ nest?” I asked, curiously

former bodyguards was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor. He thought that he had nothing else to lose, so he came to me. The guy wasn‘t stupid. He wanted to get leverage in case the Wintons‘ business went south. He told me that he recorded a certain conversation in my father‘s study fifteen years ago. During that conversation, two people were discussing whether they got rid of all evidence of my mother‘s murder. He had the file hidden safely on a flash drive in his room at the mansion,

still hidden and waiting for you?” I painted a wicked grin on

in his reaction. “You seem to

after he revealed the information. They must have known that he would try to tell me about the recording, but they didn‘t realize that he and I had already met

started to wonder if I was one of those disposable people for Aren. There was nothing but a contract binding us together. Would he sacrifice me as soon as he got the inheritance

me back from a state of daze. He grabbed my hand, his eyes carefully scanning my expression. “I

denying

cracked as I searched for the right

am loyal to those who are

will always protect

gently rubbing my arms.

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

breathed out a second before

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

already slipping. I 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. He caged me between his arms as he placed his hands on the edge of the pool

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