(Not) The Billionaire’s Replacement Bride

Gerald had stopped pretending to be sick. He sat on the bed, supporting his body by placing his hands on either side of him. His legs crossed each other. His eyes looked at Ariana, scanning her from top to bottom. “You’re beautiful,” the man said.

“No need to remind me. I already knew that. You’re not the first person to say that,” Ariana answered casually. She was now sitting with her back to the mirror. Her hips leaned against the dressing table, while her arms were folded in front of her chest, making her ample bosom look even puffier. “Besides, if ‘she’ is ugly, how would a man like you marry her?” The sentence referred to his identical twin sister, Karenina.

“A man like me?” Gerald raised an eyebrow.

“Yes, men like you. And people like you. People who prioritize reputation above all else. Respect seekers,” Ariana mocked. Gerald smiled and nodded in agreement.

“Yes, I think you’re right,” he said later. “But my wife,” Gerald rose again from his seat and slowly approached. Ariana still maintained her casual attitude, although she was actually afraid that the man who was now her husband would do something irrational. “Although what you said is true, but not entirely,” Gerald reached out and grabbed both sides of Ariana’s upper arms, lifting her up so she stood in front of him.

Ariana’s body, which she thought was tall, turned out not to be as tall as she had imagined. She still had to tilt her head up to meet the man’s eyes directly. “You might think this is just a mere formality. But this marriage, it’s more than that. Slowly but surely, you’ll understand,” he said boldly as he gently brushed his fingers along Ariana’s jaw and left neck.

His head approached, whispering in Ariana’s ear. “And I am a monogamous man. I’m a faithful man who wants one wife for my entire life. So get ready to be locked up with me forever,” he said before quickly planting a kiss behind Ariana’s ear.

Ariana widened her eyes and pushed the man’s chest with full force. Unfortunately, the power is less powerful.

The man’s hands were now holding her waist, pulling her closer so the lower parts of their bodies met. “I’m even getting turned on just by looking at you.” He whispered again as he nibbled on Ariana’s earlobe.

Ariana swallowed her saliva because she was nervous. She tried to struggle. Both arms tried to push Gerald’s chest. She even beat the man so that the man would dodge. But instead of going back. Instead, the man lifted Ariana’s body and dropped her onto the bed, crushing Ariana’s tiny body with his large body. Ariana squirmed, uncomfortable, feeling something protruding and pressing on her.

Damn skirt! If only she had worn pants, she could have kicked the man. But the short skirt made it difficult to move. “Let go, or I’ll scream!” Ariana ordered in between her moans. Instead of letting go of Ariana. The man instead grabbed the second.

Ariana’s hands and lifted them until Ariana’s two tiny hands were above her head. Ariana was still trying to escape, but she got a firmer grip instead. “Let go of me, you bastard!” Ariana ordered again. But the man’s grin looked increasingly frightening in Ariana’s eyes.

“At least let me know how my wife feels.” Repeated the man.

“What do you mmmppppp….?” The man covered Ariana’s mouth before Ariana could utter another curse.

Sweet. That was Gerald’s first feeling when his first kiss landed smoothly on Ariana’s luscious lips. Soft and supple.

Gerald continued his exploration. The girl was silent, did not fight back, nor returned his kiss.

There are two choices. Ariana tried to deny it or had never done it before. Which means Gerald is Ariana’s first. And he was proud of that.

Gerald still held Ariana’s hands above her head using one hand. Meanwhile, his right hand came down and grabbed the girl’s jaw. Rubbing it gently, he pulled Ariana’s chin, so the girl opened her mouth. And it worked. Ariana opened her mouth, and Gerald put his tongue in. He was looking for Ariana’s tongue and teasing her. The girl was surprised at first, but Gerald continued to tease her.

“Reply to me,” he asked slowly. Then he kissed Ariana again, and the girl started to respond even though she felt hesitant. Gerald smiled inwardly. ‘I’ll train you so you’ll be wild, darling.’ he promised in his heart.

Ariana was surprised. This was the first time someone had kissed her so intensely. But instead of being disgusted, Ariana felt even more curious. The man’s tongue wrapped around her, and Ariana felt ticklish. Her body even felt goosebumps and tingling. Something hot felt spreading through his body.

“Reply to me.” The order sounded so sexy to Ariana’s ears. When Gerald kissed her again, she did what he did to her. If Gerald sucked, then she sucked. If Gerald bites, she bites back; if Gerald licks and twists, she does the same.

A groan was heard, and Ariana didn’t know whose voice it was. The man’s hand was no longer holding her hand. The man’s lips also descended to her jaw, kissing the back of her ear and neck. Ariana shivered at that. Ticklish, delicious and wanting more at the same time.

“Ahh,” she moaned when Gerald licked behind his ear. And the man’s hand also felt groping her chest. “What are you, mmmhhh…” Ariana bit her lip, preventing the sound that was about to escape from her mouth when the man’s mouth kissed her chest, which was still neatly wrapped in her wedding dress.

“Stop, aaahhh…” Ariana moaned again because the man’s mouth had returned to her neck and was licking and biting a little.

“I can not wait.” the man growled. The man’s face was now so close to hers. Ariana could see his greenish eyes: the bushy eyebrows and curly eyelashes of the foreign man now her husband. And the thick black hair that was previously neatly combed has now turned messy. Is that what she did?

Ariana suddenly realized and pushed the man with all her might. Gerald, who was unprepared, finally fell and landed his buttocks on the cold floor. “What are you doing? You trying to rub me?” Ariana noticed her clothes. And amazingly, her wedding dress was still intact. She remembered that the buttons on his clothes were behind her.

Meanwhile, that guy? The top two buttons of his shirt were open, revealing many black feathers. Ariana’s eyes widened again. Was that also her doing? By God, if that were what she did, she would feel ashamed of herself.

How could he be so aggressive?

The man got up and grinned at Ariana. “Making love would be even more amazing than before.” He said with a perverted smile on his face. Ariana stared again.

“That will never happen.” Reject Ariana.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Hmm… At first, you’ll resist, of course. But once you know how it feels, I promise you’ll be addicted,” the man said as he glanced in the mirror, tidying up his clothes and hair, then smiled again at Ariana. Ariana, who was sitting upright, tensed up once more. “Don’t you want to go out?”

Ariana shook her head. “No. I am not obligated to go out.”

“But you are obliged to attend the reception, Darling,” Ariana grimaced at the word ‘Darling’ coming from the man’s mouth. “It’s part of the ‘appearing in public’ clause in the contract.”

“I know,” Ariana grumbled.

The man approached and caressed Ariana’s head. “Well then, rest up. Prepare your energy for tonight,” he whispered seductively.