A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Chapter 1816

“Boss, I just want to be her friend,” Jared revealed after a brief hesitation.

Arielle arched a brow. This is a tricky situation.

“You don’t like Trisha?” she asked with her eyes narrowed.

Jared shook his head. “Yes, but I like her as a friend.” Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Arielle was of the opinion that Jared and Trisha looked like a perfect couple. They could lead a happy life together.

“What if Trisha doesn’t like you? What if she fell in love with another man and marry him? How will you feel?” Arielle questioned.

Hearing that, Jared felt conflicted.

I don’t think I like the feeling of Trisha falling in love with another man.

Could it be that I‘m in love with her too?

He couldn’t figure out what his feelings were.

“Jared, it is rare for one to fall in love with a person. If she holds an important place in your heart, don’t you ever let her go,” Arielle advised him.

“Boss, I’m confused. Let me think over this,” came Jared’s answer.

“Mmm. I think you should think over this carefully.”

After the call ended, Vinson opened the door and came in. His brows furrowed up when he realized she was still awake.

“Why aren’t you in bed yet?”

Arielle waved her phone and shot him a smile. “Jared called me, so I talked to him briefly. Why are you back this late? Have you had dinner?”

“There was some work piled up in the office, so I completed everything before coming home. I have had dinner. Rayson ordered takeaway for me,” Vinson explained.

He then went into the bathroom to take a shower. It was twenty minutes later when he finally stepped out of the bathroom.

When Vinson emerged from the bathroom, freshly showered, Arielle was already asleep, hugging her phone.

He took the hairdryer and went to the adjoining room to dry his hair. After drying his hair, he came back to their bedroom. He joined Arielle in bed, pulled her into his arms, and closed his eyes, taking in the scent of her hair.

The following morning, Arielle woke up to find herself curled up in Vinson’s arms.

Vinson must be tired after working hard for the past two days…

With that thought in mind, she decided to get up and cook something delicious for him downstairs. She had barely moved when the man held her waist and pinned her down with his strong arms. Caught off guard, she toppled onto his body.

“Don’t move. Close your eyes for a bit. I shall head downstairs and cook something nourishing for you,” Arielle explained as she pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth.

Before she could get up, their positions were changed abruptly.

“I want to devour you,” Vinson declared as he gazed at Arielle passionately.

Without waiting for her reply, he lowered his head and sealed her lips with a kiss.

His kiss was ardent and fervent. Arielle closed her eyes and responded to his kiss eagerly. When Vinson reached out to take a contraceptive sheath from the bedside drawer, Arielle stopped him from doing so.

“Vinson, let’s have a child…”

She wanted a child of their own.

Hearing that, Vinson hesitated briefly. He was traumatized after what happened to Sonia.

“Sannie, should we keep that for later?” Vinson asked.

He knew Arielle loved kids, but the trauma still haunted him. Hence, he didn’t want her to get pregnant.

“If you can hold back from having sex with me, I will agree to not have kids.”

Arielle knew Vinson wouldn‘t be able to tamp his desire and waited for him to cave in. To her surprise, the man got up obediently.