(Not) The Billionaire’s Replacement Bride

Standing side by side in front of the sink, each holding a toothbrush in hand and mouths filled with foam, Ariana suddenly imagined a scene from a Korean drama. It made her chuckle to herself. Gerald, towering in front of her, stared at her with a furrowed brow. “What?” he asked, his mouth filled with white foam.

“It’s nothing,” Ariana replied casually. She had finished brushing her teeth and was now rinsing her mouth. Gerald helped her by holding Ariana’s long hair at the back of her neck while he also rinsed his mouth using his right hand.

They then washed their faces with the magical face soap that was already in the bathroom shelf. Again, Ariana found this amusing. They were like kids asked by their mom to go through bedtime routines. The difference was, they did it willingly.

Their faces and mouths felt fresh. Ariana was about to leave the bathroom when Gerald tugged at the hem of her shirt. “Are you planning to sleep in these clothes?” he asked. Ariana looked down at her outfit. She was indeed wearing a short-sleeved shirt and jeans. What’s wrong with that? “It’s not comfortable to sleep in,” he muttered, guiding Ariana’s body into the walk-in closet.

With precision, the man opened the wardrobe and took out a black nightgown. Ariana’s eyes widened, not because the attire was indecent. It wasn’t a lingerie-style nightgown that would reveal her entire body. The nightgown still fell within the category of modesty since it extended down to her ankles. However, the top part – the thin spaghetti straps and the lace covering the chest – was undeniably suggestive, clearly hinting at revealing more of her body, at least the upper half.

“When did you prepare all of this?” Ariana asked suspiciously. Gerald merely shrugged his shoulders.

“I actually have something even sexier than this. But I know you wouldn’t want to wear it, so I’m not going to unveil it for now. Maybe later, you’ll willingly put it on without my request. Or perhaps you won’t wear it at all,” he replied with a teasing look.

Ariana shook her head. “Don’t count on it,” she retorted.

Gerald chuckled. “In that case, what do you want to wear? Do you want to put on one of my oversized shirts that will barely cover your smooth thigh?” Gerald teased. Ariana furrowed her brow.

“That’s better than having to flaunt my cleavage everywhere,” she responded. Ariana began to search through Gerald’s wardrobe for one of his shirts.

“Do you know, for us men, seeing you wear our clothes actually makes you women look sexier?” Gerald inquired playfully. He stood once more behind Ariana, observing her as she searched for clothing without any intention of helping her.

“Why like this?” Ariana asked, confused.

“Because this way, indirectly, we can measure your bodies. How well your bodies fit into our embrace. Like this,” Gerald hugged Ariana from behind again. Ariana was momentarily stunned but then squirmed away.

“That’s just a ploy!” she said after wriggling free. Gerald chuckled. He then pulled out one of his shirts and handed it to Ariana. “Go out there. I want to change clothes!” he commanded Gerald. But Gerald ignored her. Instead, he deliberately undressed in front of Ariana. Showing his chiseled abs and his well-built chest. His arms, toned from regular exercise, inadvertently tempted Ariana to touch them. However, Ariana turned her face away, trying to resist.

Ariana averted her gaze, and Gerald laughed at her reaction. He then pulled out a shirt from the closet and put it on, still in front of Ariana. Afterward, he took off his pants, clearly indicating they wouldn’t be comfortable to sleep in. He was still in front of Ariana, even though she had her back turned to him.

“You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?” Ariana remarked.

Gerald fell silent. Then his laughter filled the room again. “Purposely, my dear? What do you think the purpose of a walk-in closet is, Sweetheart? If not for changing clothes?” Gerald teased.

Ariana shrugged. “But at least we could take turns. You could let me use it. After I’m done, you can use it for yourself.”

Gerald just laughed. He approached Ariana and turned her around, her grip still tightly holding onto Gerald’s clothes. “Do you think this is a dressing room at the mall?” he asked, slowly pulling the clothes from Ariana’s hands and placing them haphazardly in the closet. “Besides, this place is spacious enough; five people changing clothes simultaneously here wouldn’t make you feel cramped,” Gerald said casually.

The man’s hand then lifted the hem of Ariana’s shirt. Slowly, he climbed upwards until Ariana’s hands were free from her shirt and followed by her head.

Ariana stood wearing only a bra in front of Gerald. The girl was silent, and so was Gerald. He was always amazed whenever he saw Ariana’s white skin, contrasting with her long, thick black hair.

Gerald pushed aside Ariana’s hair so that it fell behind her back so he could freely look at the girl’s long neck and slight shoulders. His head lowered slowly, and Gerald gently kissed the side of the girl’s jaw.

“I’ve always liked your scent.” He said against Ariana’s neck. Ariana could feel the man’s lips kissing her slowly. She gasped at the gentle movement. Ariana put her hand on Gerald’s chest as the man put his arm around her waist and pulled her body quickly.

Gerald kissed Ariana’s neck so gently. His lips moved up and down rhythmically, making Ariana sigh softly. For some reason, it felt like his knees just went weak. Gerald did the same thing on the other side of his neck. Ariana could only raise her head and accept it as it was. Because honestly, she enjoyed it.

Gerald played with the hair on the back of Ariana’s head. He pulled it slowly so that Ariana could raise her head even more. This allowed the man to explore Ariana’s neck and kiss her deeply there freely. He knew his actions would leave marks on the girl’s white body the next day, but he didn’t care. He only knew that he liked the taste of the girl before him.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Gerald slowly licked the back of the girl’s ear, making the girl moan softly. Ariana’s voice sounded so musical to his ears. Gerald wanted to do more than this. But he didn’t want to force Ariana. He wanted Ariana to give herself willingly to Gerald. Even though it was clear that now the girl would willingly give her body to Gerald, Gerald knew that when she woke up from her passion later, she would feel regretful because her heart did not wholly belong to Gerald. And Gerald didn’t want that to happen.

He stopped his kisses, causing Ariana to look at him in confusion. Gerald liked her expression, liked it a lot. He smiled and then reached for the shirt he had fetched for Ariana, helping her put it on. Ariana was so obedient, and it looked incredibly endearing in Gerald’s eyes. He smiled and then gently kissed her forehead. “What about bottoms? Do you want to wear my workout pants?” Gerald asked again. Ariana just nodded without saying much. Once more, Gerald kissed the top of her head because he found her demeanor too adorable.