Escaped My Ex, Got Snatched by His Rival - Chapter 349

Chapter 349: A Nightmare (2)
“You like this, don’t you?” He asked as he moved his other hand and cupped her other breast. He tugged the hardened bud with his fingers and twisted it slightly.

And of course, Ariana was not in any condition to respond to his question. She only knew how to make muffled noises, she groaned and gasped. Not like she could have done anything else with his fingers stuffed in her mouth.

He pulled away from the nipple that he was sucking on and then turned his attention to the other one. He sucked hard on the hardened bud leaving a wet patch on Ariana’s shirt. “You look rather eager to please me, princess. Look at you standing so quietly and letting me have control.”

“Sometimes you love letting it go, don’t you?”

Her hand which was on his shoulder, twitched as she knotted the fabric of his shirt in her fingers. The other one was on his hair, supposedly she wanted to push his head away from his bosom.

But instead of pushing him away, Ariana was tugging him close to her bosom, as if silently asking him to do more bad things to her.

She was such a fucking enigma, but you know what —regardless of what kind of mystery she was, he was going to piece every single piece of her together before finally getting to the real her.

No matter what kind of hydrogen bomb-resisting locker she was hiding inside, he would pull her out of that place.

Because she had done nothing the fuck wrong to hide herself.

Her body flinched as he swirled his tongue back up, as he made contact with her skin she groaned. Turning her head to the side, she let him have the reign that he wanted—

See? It was her mouth that was a liar.

His mouth left bites, hickeys, and marks on her skin. By tomorrow morning her neck would start resembling the fucking victim of a vampire.

“Do you know what you taste like?” he asked while biting her pulse point. “You taste like my new addiction, princess.”

“I want to hide you the fuck away.”

“Mhmm…hmm…mmff!” She whined against his fingers and as he pulled them out, Ariana’s legs gave way and her knees buckled.

“Oops,” Nicolai caught her by her waist as he wrapped his arm around her waist.

“You are such a nightmare,” she gritted out while leaning against his body.

Nicolai tipped her chin and turned her face up such that she was facing him. He brought his lips crashing down on hers again.

She moaned again, the crack in the walls around her got bigger and deeper. Soon they would be wide enough for him to snuck inside.

He was not going to stop until he broke each one of them.

He would embed his existence so deeply in her life that Ariana would never be able to wrench him out of her life.

Nicolai pulled away from her lips, his lips brushed against hers as he whispered, “I am your fucking nightmare, princess.”

“Now we are going to play this game according to my rules, got it?” He said to her, her blue eyes snapped right up as she looked at him.

“What do you mean by game?”

“This pull and push game of yours. I don’t know which fucking bubble you live inside, Pallas. But if you want something, you need to fight for it,” he pinched her chin and made sure that she continued looking into his eyes.

He needed her to understand that he was fucking serious and not just joking around like always.

“You want more of me? Fight for me.”

“What if I don’t?”

Just as she asked, there was a low ding. Nicolai fished his phone out of his pants pockets, he curled his lips in a cruel smirk before turning it around for Ariana to see.

“If you don’t then I will stop fighting too, Pallas. Have you seen a one-man army winning a war? That too of unrequited feelings?” He asked.

Ariana glanced at the restaurant’s details displayed on the screen, and her face hardened.

“Three days,” Nicolai said to her. “I will give you three days, decide what you want.”

“And this time if it’s a no—then just so you know, it will be the end of this fucking entanglement.”

On the other side of the city,

“Young man, are you looking for someone?” The elderly lady who owned the flower shop, just a few blocks away from the Harlow house, looked up at the handsome man who had been roaming around the streets for quite some time.

Mateo turned his gaze to the old woman when he heard her call him. He blinked his eyes and looked around the street before asking, “Are you talking to me, Mrs?”

“Haha, is there anyone else who is roaming around the street for more than two hours?” The elderly woman responded with a light chuckle.

Mateo looked at the woman and hesitated before walking over to her. This woman seemed to be a resident of this street for a long time. Maybe she would know something about Ariana?

Though he had sent his men to investigate Ariana, the information they brought back seemed to be much more unreliable than he expected.

It was like a biased judgement from one side as if there were no one who was willing to speak up for his sister.

Furthermore, He was looking into Mrs Harlow’s history as he had a sick suspicion that Mrs Harlow and his mother were twins.

How could they not when they looked so similar?

But Mateo had no doubt that Ariana was his sister because even if Mrs Harlow was his mother’s twin, there was something really weird about her.

She and Ariana did not look like a mother and daughter at all. Which led Mateo to believe that there was more to this incident than he could see.

However, nothing was confirmed yet, and he would rather not startle the mastermind behind this scheme for the time being.

Which was why he was taking it slow.