Chapter 1017 So Embarrassing
“You sure you don’t want to know?” Vinson asked while leaning closer toward her with a mischievous grin, looking completely different from his usual self.
Seeing that expression of his made Arielle a lot more certain that she didn’t want to find out.
“As I said, I don’t want to hear it!”
Vinson nodded. “Okay. I’ll show it to you, then!”
He then pulled up a video on his phone while she stared at him in confusion.
Although Arielle could tell she was the woman with the flushed cheeks in that video, she was unable to imagine herself behaving like that.
She heard Vinson asking, “Are you sure you want kisses?”
A second later, she heard herself replying in a girly voice, “Yeah! I want kisses! I also want to try that amazing thing you said earlier!”
Given the size and shape of the reddened spot on her palm, it didn’t take a genius to figure out what that “amazing thing” was.
Not wanting to continue watching any further, Arielle snatched the phone over and deleted the video.
Vinson didn’t mind her deleting it at all, as her behavior from last night had already been burned into his memory.
Besides, it wasn’t really safe to keep such videos in his phone anyway.
“There, you saw what happened! You asked for it yourself!” he said with an innocent expression while waving at her.
I decided to record that video as a proof in case she decided to confront me about it, and it was actually put to good use!
Despite her frustration, Arielle tried to play it cool and said in her most carefree voice possible, “Oh, yeah, I get it. We’ve been married for so long now, so it’s fine! You don’t have to worry about it!”
She then glanced at the bed sheets to see if there were any bloodstains on them, but it was totally spotless.
Vinson knew what she was thinking and leaned in to kiss her on the forehead as he said, “Don’t worry, I’m not the kind of guy who would take advantage of you without your consent. We’ll only do it for real when you’re conscious.”
Oh, that explains my reddened palm and why it isn’t sore down there… I guess Vinson isn’t a total hopeless scumbag, after all!
With that in mind, Arielle cleared her throat and said, “Turn around! I’m going to get dressed!”
“Why do I have to turn around when every inch of your body has already been burned into my memory?” Vinson’s mischievous grin caused Arielle to burn bright red all over again.
“You shameless pervert!” she shouted while throwing a pillow at Vinson’s face.
Instead of dodging it as most people would, he simply let the pillow hit him square in the face.
Not only did the impact from the soft pillow not hurt at all, but it also gave him a whiff of Arielle’s fragrant scent.
Arielle quickly seized the opportunity to wrap herself up with the blanket and ran off to her bedroom.
It wasn’t until she had locked the door behind her that her racing heart was able to slow down a little.
Oh my god! That was so embarrassing! I can’t believe I said all that! I swear, I’m staying the hell away from alcohol from now on!
Although it had been a rather eventful night, Vinson began to change his mind about keeping Arielle away from the booze.
After all, he wouldn’t be able to see that alluring side of her unless she was drunk.
Of course, he would only let her drink when it was just the two of them, as he would kill any other guy who saw her in that state.
That was simply how possessive he was.
After getting out of bed, Vinson was about to make Arielle some breakfast when he got a call from the deputy captain of the Specialized Forces.
