Chapter 8: Irresistible II – Twisted Allure

MARILYN'S POV

My nemesis...

I placed my hands against his chest, fingers splayed across the warmth of his skin beneath his shirt, and slowly did my best to push him away, laughing softly to break the tension.

“Okaaaayyyyy… Can you maybe keep in mind that Mom is just a few meters away downstairs?”

He smiled, that maddeningly calm, arrogant smile.

“I know. But does it matter?”

He asked as if he truly believed the answer was ...