Chapter 131. Emily’s Past
I wrapped myself in a nearby robe and stood up from the bed. My stomach rumbled at the smell of food. “I was hungry, so I ordered some food. I can listen to your story about Emily while I eat.”
I figured that Aaron would seduce me again as soon as he got out of the shower. He wanted to f*ck me and make me forget about the whole ordeal. I couldn’t let him have his way, so I ordered some food in advance.
I was curious about Vincent and Emily’s relationship, but I wouldn’t change my mind about it no matter what Aaron said.
I flicked on the lights and lit some candles at the dining table for good measure. Once I was done, I beckoned Aaron. “Come on, you’ve got some explaining to do.”
He grunted in frustration, then took a step towards the table. “I know that you want to know about Emily’s motives, but you have to promise me that you won’t get angry.”
The apprehension in his voice made me nervous. “What exactly are you hiding from me?”
When Aaron spoke like that, I knew that I wouldn’t be happy about what came next.
“See, you’re already getting angry.” Aaron sat on the bench beside me and yanked me into his lap. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my furrowed brow.
He pressed my back against the table, and I grabbed at his biceps to steady myself. “No I wasn’t.”
He wasn’t trying to f*ck me again… was he? I felt his d*ck start
to harden again under me, so I hurriedly interrupted him. “Just explain yourself first, then we can do it. Okay?”
“We can do it again?” His eyes looked down at my chest, his gaze full of desire. His lips turned upwards in a playful smile. “You want me to explain, but can you really wait that long?”
He ground his knee against my cr*tch, but I didn’t react.
I gave him another hard glare and made a zipper gesture against my lips. This time, I wouldn’t budge.
If I responded, that would just egg Aaron on and he would continue to change the subject. My only option was to stay silent. I pursed my lips and stared at him, waiting for him to hurry up and talk.
The room became silent, except for the quiet cr*ckling of the burning candles.
Aaron traded his smile for a more serious expression. He poured himself a full glass of red wine before he finally began to speak. “I’ve known that Emily likes Vincent for a very long time…”
My breathing froze, and I felt dread begin to rise in my heart.
A very long time? Just how early did she like Vincent? Was it before I even met Vincent?
Aaron noticed my change in mood and he locked me in with his piercing gaze. “You promised that you wouldn’t get angry.”
I was about to explain when Aaron reached for his wine glass. He took a big gulp, but he didn’t swallow. Instead, he held my chin in place and kissed me, transferring the wine into my
mouth.
“Ack!” I was caught off guard and began coughing violently, drips of red spilling down my chin.
I wrapped myself in a nearby robe and stood up from the bed. My stomach rumbled at the smell of food. “I was hungry, so I ordered some food. I can listen to your story about Emily while I eat.”
I figured that Aaron would seduce me again as soon as he got out of the shower. He wanted to f*ck me and make me forget about the whole ordeal. I couldn’t let him have his way, so I ordered some food in advance.
I was curious about Vincent and Emily’s relationship, but I wouldn’t change my mind about it no matter what Aaron said.
I flicked on the lights and lit some candles at the dining table for good measure. Once I was done, I beckoned Aaron. “Come on, you’ve got some explaining to do.”
He grunted in frustration, then took a step towards the table. “I know that you want to know about Emily’s motives, but you have to promise me that you won’t get angry.”
The apprehension in his voice made me nervous. “What exactly are you hiding from me?”
When Aaron spoke like that, I knew that I wouldn’t be happy about what came next.
“See, you’re already getting angry.” Aaron sat on the bench beside me and yanked me into his lap. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my furrowed brow.
He pressed my back against the table, and I grabbed at his biceps to steady myself. “No I wasn’t.”
He wasn’t trying to f*ck me again… was he? I felt his d*ck start
to harden again under me, so I hurriedly interrupted him. “Just explain yourself first, then we can do it. Okay?”
“We can do it again?” His eyes looked down at my chest, his gaze full of desire. His lips turned upwards in a playful smile. “You want me to explain, but can you really wait that long?”
He ground his knee against my cr*tch, but I didn’t react.
I gave him another hard glare and made a zipper gesture against my lips. This time, I wouldn’t budge.
If I responded, that would just egg Aaron on and he would continue to change the subject. My only option was to stay silent. I pursed my lips and stared at him, waiting for him to hurry up and talk.
The room became silent, except for the quiet cr*ckling of the burning candles.
Aaron traded his smile for a more serious expression. He poured himself a full glass of red wine before he finally began to speak. “I’ve known that Emily likes Vincent for a very long time…”
My breathing froze, and I felt dread begin to rise in my heart.
A very long time? Just how early did she like Vincent? Was it before I even met Vincent?
Aaron noticed my change in mood and he locked me in with his piercing gaze. “You promised that you wouldn’t get angry.”
I was about to explain when Aaron reached for his wine glass. He took a big gulp, but he didn’t swallow. Instead, he held my chin in place and kissed me, transferring the wine into my
mouth.
“Ack!” I was caught off guard and began coughing violently, drips of red spilling down my chin.
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