Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 227

After a long ride, Arwen and Aiden finally returned home. Cralens might not be a big city, but driving from the south to the east and back was exhausting. By the time, they stepped into the house, Arwen felt dead tired —too tired even to walk.

"Ahh!" a yelp left her lips when suddenly she was lifted mid-air. Her arms went to warp around Aiden’s shoulders in reflex, afraid to fall. "What are doing?" she asked, confused by his sudden move.

Her eyes paused at his well-defined face. Although she had praised his looks several times, yet another time, up so close, she couldn’t help but sigh at the sight of his sharp, sculpted features.

Wasn’t Heaven had been too biased while creating him?

Aiden’s gaze became intense while his eyes zeroed in on her lips. "What do you think I am doing?"

Arwen’s mouth opened as if ready to voice out her confusion, but then suddenly as if realization stuck her on its own. The flashes of memories from before came dancing back making her realize that once again she was back in her life like Cinderella. The clock was about to hit midnight and she had to face back the reality. But unlike the story, she doesn’t have to return to the rags, rather she would be returning back to the warmest embrace she had ever felt in this world —her safest haven.

Aiden carried her all the way to their room in his arms. But he didn’t stop there, he walked her inside the bathroom, before finally setting her down on the floor.

Flustered, Arwen’s face had already turned crimson. But all of it was gone when a sting of gentle but sharp flick hit her forehead. She turned up to look at Aiden, her gaze sharp with accusation.

"I am not a beast. What are you thinking?" Aiden remarked, before walking behind her to open the taps, letting the water fill the bathtub.

Arwen turned around to follow his movements. "What do you mean?" she asked, confused.

And at her words, Aiden turned back to her. Coming back to stand in front of her, he stared at her, his gaze carrying the same hint of tease.

Before Arwen could chide him against the idea of teasing her, Aiden interrupted her idea, saying, "I mean I carried you here so that you can freshen up with ease —just to help you freshen up, not to do anything to you." He poke-tapped the side of her forehead, bringing the face down closer to hers." He poke-tapped the side of her forehead, bringing the face down closer to hers. "So, don’t weave any dirty thoughts in your cute, little brain."

It took a brief second for Arwen to realize what he said, but when she did, her face turned red with embarrassment. Her pupils dilated and she glared at him before raising her hands to hit his chest.

But before it could hit him, Aiden held her hand in the air, pulling her a step closer and slowly pressing her hand onto his chest, right where she was about to him. They were inches apart, and Arwen could feel his breath, gently fanning her face.

"You —"