A Beauty With Multiple Masks

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A Beauty With Multiple Masks Chapter 855

Arielle only felt the bed sink beside her, and before she could react, she found herself rolling toward Vinson.

“Ahh!”

When she opened her eyes again, she realized she had rolled into his arms.

“You’re an eager one, huh?” Vinson teased.

Arielle’s eyes blazed with anger. “Y–You! You did this on purpose!”

No wonder he chose to lay down beside me. He‘s had it all planned!

“You jerk!”

Vinson quickly placed his finger on Arielle‘s lips and shook his head. “No, no. It’s the bed that‘s a jerk. How naughty of it.”

I‘m so glad I got an expensive bed. It sure is worth the price tag!

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Immediately after, Vinson removed his finger and greedily locked lips with her.

Arielle‘s heart pounded in her chest as her breathing hastened. Within seconds, she had almost been

stripped naked to the waist.

Vinson had come out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his lower body, but alas, it slipped off

during the passionate kiss.

As such, Arielle could feel all the changes happening to his body through the thin material of her skirt.

However, the change happened so fast that it jolted Arielle out of her daze.

“Vinson, you—”

“Shh, don‘t talk. You can hold onto me if you’re scared.”

Arielle shakily nodded and did as instructed, snaking her arms around Vinson‘s waist.

To her surprise, his waist muscles were so strong and toned that Arielle didn’t hate it one bit.

Just like that, any apprehension that she felt previously was quickly replaced with anticipation, making her heart race even more

than before.

Vinson‘s gaze was tender as he pressed his lips against Arielle‘s.

It was yet another long and passionate kiss, and Arielle, who hadn‘t quite mastered how to come up for air, was completely red

in the face.

Vinson pulled away for a moment, only to duck down again to smother her with kisses.

His kisses trailed down, and his hand gently caressed Arielle‘s abdomen, sending bolts of delicious sensations

through her body.

Arielle

shuddered from the touch as she instinctively grabbed Vinson‘s hand. Unfortunately, he was too strong, and she was at his mercy.

Vinson‘s hand continued to creep toward her chest when all of a sudden, his phone rang.

“P–Phone…” Arielle mumbled.

“Ignore it.”

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Finally, Vinson got what he wanted.

With a smirk, he remarked, “Mmm, it feels better than it looks.”

Arielle‘s face turned a deeper shade of red as she glared at Vinson.

“Oh come on, behave normally!”

“How am I supposed to be normal at a time like this?”

Before either of them could say anything else, Vinson‘s phone rang again.

He was determined not to answer it, but

Arielle had had enough with the ringing. It felt almost as if someone was trying to eavesdrop on them.

“You should answer the phone. What if it‘s an emergency?”

When Vinson still showed no intention of doing it, Arielle gripped his wrists and demanded, “Answer the phone!”

“Damn it!”

Vinson cursed under his breath and reluctantly picked up his phone under Arielle‘s watchful eye.

“Hello?” he snapped, his gaze cold with fury.

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