Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 99

Arwen’s eyes widened, and her cheeks flushed red. Opening her mouth she was ready to defend herself, but then she realized that he had once again trapped her, skillfully manipulating her into saying something he wanted her to say.

Aiden smirked as he saw the realization dawning upon her. "Tell me, Moon, was it the kiss that you wanted?"

"I … It’s you who wanted it," Arwen countered, though she knew she wasn’t going to win this. "You are the one who suggested it. Don’t blame it on me."

"I suggested it? How so?" Aiden raised his brow, his expression one of feigned innocence. "Didn’t I merely suggest you learn to get what you desire, either either by yourself or by asking for it? When did I say it had to be a kiss? That’s something you said all on your own."

"You —"

"What?" Aiden leaned in lower, teasingly close to her lips, yet still distant enough to leave her craving his touch.

Arwen knew that pulling away would help her save the situation, from the embarrassment that would inevitably come later. But even knowing this, she couldn’t bring herself to move. The temptation was too hard to resist. With him so close, she felt more like a moth drawn to the flame. Her chin tilted up towards him instinctively with the same desire.

But just as their lips were about to meet, Aiden smiled against her skin, speaking in a teasing whisper.

"So you do want a kiss, Moon?"

Arwen’s pulse quickened, her fingers slightly curling against his chest. Despite the challenge in her eyes, her voice came out soft but daring. "So what if I do? What if I want a kiss? Do you expect me to beg for it?"

Aiden’s smile deepened, curving his lips in a slow, wicked smile. "Yes," he murmured, his voice thick with dark amusement, "I would love to see you underneath me, begging for every touch, every kiss, every moment I could give you. But Moon, …" he paused, his gaze locking onto hers, "you should know by now … I don’t need you to beg. All you need is to ask."

Arwen’s breath hitched at his words, feeling a strange heat warming her core. Her lips parted as if to challenge him again, but no words came out. Instead, she lifted her chin higher, her eyes never leaving his, defiance and desire swirling together.

"Ask?" she repeated, her voice soft but edged with stubbornness. "Why should I ask when you have given me the right to take what I want?"

With that, she rose on her toes, pressing her lips to his, soft and fleeting, taking what he had teased her with —and what she knew he desired as well.

But just as Aiden would have pulled her closer to deepen that touch, Arwen’s lips curled up against his, revealing the game he hadn’t expected her to learn so soon. But then again, he should have known better. Arwen had always had a way of matching him —if she was not winning, she would make sure the other party didn’t either.

Keeping the curl still on her lips, she looked up into his intense gaze, teasingly. "So? Have I learned well enough, husband?"

"Moon, you —"

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