(Not) The Billionaire’s Replacement Bride

Ariana quickly got out of the car and went inside, ignoring Gerald, who remained silent in the car, his eyes glaring at Vivan sharply. Vivan, who got out and opened the car door for his boss, fell silent out of confusion.

Gerald gestured with his finger, signaling for Vivan to bow. And as Vivan did so, the man immediately opened his mouth and exhaled his breath in front of his assistant.

“Does my breath stink?” he asked Vivan. “Answer honestly,” he commanded. Vivan smiled and then shook his head. “No, Boss,” the man replied. Gerald furrowed his brow. “You’re speaking the truth, right?” he asked incredulously.

“Honestly, Boss, one hundred percent,” Vivan replied earnestly.

“In that case, why did she say something so mean?” Gerald had now risen and stepped out of the car. His gaze was fixed on Ariana, who had already walked far inside her house.

Vivan shrugged. “Your wife is quite a remarkable woman, Boss,” he replied with suppressed amusement. Gerald narrowed his eyes, looking at his annoying subordinate. He snorted and then walked away from Vivan without saying anything else.

Gerald continued inside the house, acknowledging Yosef’s greeting, who faithfully held the door open for him. With long strides, he climbed the stairs to his room. Their room.

In reality, Gerald was afraid that Ariana might lock him inside, just like she did in the apartment last night. But he sighed in relief when he found that his bedroom door was closed but not locked.

Gerald entered and haphazardly threw his jacket onto the sofa. He kicked off his shoes and socks before unbuttoning his shirt, which he had worn all day.

Now, Gerald was only wearing his trousers, bare-chested. All his dirty clothes had been thrown into the basket in front of the bathroom door. He was getting ready for revenge.

The bathroom door opened, and Ariana appeared wearing Gerald’s oversized black bathrobe with hair wet from shampooing. She was stunned when she saw Gerald in front of the bathroom door-Shirtless with both hands folded.

“You did it on purpose?” the man asked sharply. Ariana looked up and looked at him, confused. “You deliberately said that my mouth stinks just because you wanted to prank me, right?” he asked accusingly.

The man stepped closer, and because she was nervous, Ariana stepped back.

Instead, she trapped himself and knew she had made the wrong move. But she couldn’t escape, considering the man had blocked the entire door.

“So what if it’s on purpose? You don’t believe in yourself?” Ariana challenged.

She squeezed the towel on his head harder because she was nervous and afraid, especially when she saw the grin on Gerald’s face.

“What do you want?” Ariana asked, trying not to sound panicked.

“I just wanted to test whether my mouth smells or not,” Gerald answered with a grin that he still maintained.

The man was still walking closer, and Ariana was walking further away. There are only two escapes: a bathtub or shower. Nothing is better.

Ariana swallowed hard in panic, calculating the possible distance she could cover. She weighed the options: locking herself inside the shower room or darting past the side of the man towards the bedroom. There was no better choice.

She pressed her body against the wall. Okay, only one last tactic left at her disposal. She drew her back in, her head tilted upward while her hands clung tightly to the bathrobe and towel. Gerald’s grin widened.

He placed his left hand on Ariana’s right side of her head. Ariana tried to suppress her smile. Just for a split second, as he began to bend down, Ariana lowered her body and sprinted through the gap on his left side, running toward the walk-in closet.

“Damn it!” Ariana could hear Gerald cursing from a distance. But she ignored it. She opted to lock herself in the walk-in closet, but now she was the one cursing, as the room didn’t have a lock either.

Oh God, how did it come to this?

Before he even got the answer to his question, the walk-in closet door opened to reveal Gerald and his annoyed face. Not long after, that annoyed face turned into a grin, which made Ariana even more afraid.

Ariana walked backward again. Unfortunately, the back of his legs hit the only sofa in the room. Ariana sat with her head raised towards Gerald. The man grinned creepily.

“Quit messing around!” threatened Ariana as she tried to step back further and climb onto the sofa. But because of his nervousness, she felt like she had made a wrong move. Instead of being able to move away, Ariana was trapped in a lying position on the long sofa.

Hands confined Ariana, as did her long legs. Ariana lay with both hands, now holding the bathrobe before her chest. She was terrified of the man’s gaze.

“o, does my mouth stink?” asked Gerald again with a grin. Ariana shook her head vigorously. Gerald increasingly liked the girl’s weak point. He lowered his face closer, making the girl’s eyes widen even more.

“D-don’t anything like that, Gerald!” Ariana ordered in a growling tone. But Gerald ignored him. He got closer to the girl’s face.

“”I’msorry, Mrs. Aarzu. Because I can’t hold it in anymore.” said the man. Ariana was stunned and amazed because the man said. Before she was fully aware, the man’s lips were pressed gently against hers.

Gerald’s hand slowly released Ariana’s hand, gripping her bathrobe, and moved it to the back of her neck as he gently teased Ariana’s lips with his. Ariana, who had felt her passion from the start, became involved in the man’s game. Even though she wasn’t an experienced girl, somehow, her body moved instinctively at his touch.

Gerald continued to position his head so they could kiss intensely. The man’s hand gently stroked Ariana’s jaw. He slowly pulled Ariana’s chin and opened the girl’s mouth so he could insert his tongue there. Ariana gasped, but Gerald didn’t give the girl a chance to move away, let alone lookout.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Force? Not. because Gerald knew that Ariana wanted it too. Slowly, the man’s hand began to move down. The girl responded to every touch of Gerald’s hand on Ariana’s body with a firm squeeze of Gerald’s hair. Gerald smiled because of her response.

Gerald managed to open the girl’s bathrobe. And even though he didn’t see it, he knew the girl wasn’t wearing anything behind her back. Gerald started to rub his hands on the girl’s body, and she moaned and writhed under his touch.