Chapter 22

The morning dawned with a smile adorning Bella's face. Last night would have been perfect except for the part where Arthur emerged into her room while she was naked. She loathed herself for freezing dumbfounded and at the same time, she totally enjoyed his cold hands wrapped around her waist. Soft and firm touch. She remembered every detail till the very least, his cold breaths, his sharp grey irises that evidently displayed his lust and those rosy red lips that almost kissed hers.

Her thoughts tousled at the sound of the TV that blared downstairs and without further ado, she sauntered to her bathroom for a bath.

"Good morning."

Arthur greeted while he was calmly seated on the couch with a novel in his hands. She was surprised he didn't even flinch or display any hint of nervousness about last night. Whereas her mind still raided with the scenery.

She joined him too on his sofa.

"You know, you could have knocked last night." She voiced in an awkward tone. All he did was flip a pa