Chapter 58
Yolanda was not surprised that Aaron could be so accurate when he threw a dart casually.
When they had first met, Yolanda had accompanied Aaron to the archery hall and had seen how he played with arrows, which was very impressive.
He and Bruce were both archery enthusiasts and they had been playing for so many years that they were already very good at it, let alone just a small recreational dart.
But that didn't stop Yolanda from being madly impressed by Aaron's actions for a second.
Although she thought that what he was playing might not be darts.
Instead, it was a flying dagger, the kind that showed her on purpose.
Aarn was also obviously taken aback by the man who came out of nowhere, especially since the man had nailed that dart of his own.
It was a little damaging but very insulting.
Aarn shrugged and was obviously a little embarrassed, but tried to be cool: "Hi, who are you?"
Yolanda's back was chilled, and she immediately grabbed Aaron's arm, and pompously rested her head on his shoulder: " He's my boyfriend."
It didn't matter if it would work or not. It was necessary to make her attitude clear first.
Because Yolanda had already sensed Aaron's aura that was not right.
It was a warning that signaled something unusually strong, as if a fierce beast fighting for territorial sovereignty would immediately warn the intruder in its own way at the slightest intrusion.
Hearing Yolanda's words, Aarn's aura, which was already not so strong, weakened even more, "Oh, welcome."
After he said that, he walked back to his place and ran into Marc who came back from the bathroom.
Marc saw Aaron and froze: "Mr. Jensen?"
Aaron returned the same cold look to Marc, then took Yolanda's wrist with his back hand and pulled her out of the bar without a word.
Marc looked puzzled and asked Aarn, "What's going on?"
Aarn pointed at the darts, making a neck-wiping motion, "His eyes look like he wants to kill me."
Marc: "..."
Yolanda was pulled to the car.
The moment the car door closed, just according to the decibels, she knew she was in trouble.
Although she didn't have any relationship with that white boy, and she did just want to play darts just now, and it so happened that he came over to talk, she couldn't just kick the person away.
Who would have thought that Aarn would suddenly be so enthusiastic?
Who would have thought that Aaron would suddenly fall from the sky?
Yolanda knew that Aaron's black face at this moment was definitely because he had seen Aarn standing intimately with herself.
In short--
He should be jealous.
As the car drove away from the bar, Aaron didn't say anything. Yolanda glanced at him every now and then, although she was a bit complacent, she decided to take the initiative after feeling that he didn't seem to have the intention to talk to her.
"Didn't you go to Venice? Why did you come to Newk?"
After a few seconds of silence, Aaron said without expression, "I am just passing through."
Passing through?
One is in Italy and the other in Ustrana. How can I believe you?
Yolanda understood in her heart but pretended not to understand, pursing her lips, "Oh."
She deliberately took Aaron's arm and leaned her head to rub against him, "So how long are you planning to pass by?"
Aaron: "I want to go now."
"..."
It was really Aaron's style.
These words made Yolanda almost couldn't stop acting.
Forget it. For the sake of him coming from a million miles away, I should coax him more.
Yolanda immediately tilted her head and said, "Don't go. It's dark and windy, and the security in Ustrana is bad, what if you get lost? if you're not there, I won't have a brother."
Aaron turned up the air conditioning in the car by three degrees.
Yolanda immediately understood the meaning of his action.
Still pretending?
Yolanda decided to make him hot and bothered today.
She knew that Aaron was not that easy to coax, so she changed her tone, "It's true. You don't even know how happy I am to see you just now."
Finally, Aaron replied indifferently, "How?"
Yolanda blinked and was about to blurt out a few words when she suddenly remembered what she had said to him on the phone earlier--
"If you appeared in front of me right now, I would hug you and bite you hard!"
No matter how beautiful the words were, it was better to prove it with actions.
This was Aaron's usual style.
So how to prove that you were happy, you had to use actions to speak.
Yolanda learned it and immediately started looking him up and down, searching for the right place.
So where is the best place to bite?
Biting the face is a bit strange.
Biting the throat knot ...... she didn't dare. She lied flat overnight after the last provocation.
Yolanda looked for a while and her eyes suddenly locked on a place.
It's summer, so Aaron only wore a single thin shirt with the collar open. In the dimly lit compartment, the collarbone was vague. Under the black shirt, it had inexplicably a seductive sense of sophistication.
...It is a bit interesting.
Yolanda immediately imagined in her head the image of biting Aaron's collarbone, while her eyes flicking over from time to time to study the angle and posture.
This took her several minutes.
But they had arrived home after such a short while.
Aaron parked his car and turned to look at her, "Still not finished making up your excuse?"
"It's made up." Yolanda replied.
She had indeed made up a set of operations in her head.
Aaron didn't expect Yolanda to have the courage to admit that she was making up a story for the past few minutes of silence, and sneered at her.
Yolanda didn't wait for him to say anything and decided to take actions first.
She coughed, then got up suddenly, straddled a leg and sat directly on top of Aaron face to face.
Aaron: "...?"
Yolanda put her hands on both of his shoulders, and before Aaron could react, she quickly attacked towards her target.
Two gentle bites.
A bite on one side.
Only after she finished biting did she lift her head and winked, "Now do you know how happy I am to see you?"
Aaron: "..."
Comparing to his Adam's apple, his collarbone was his weak point.
The two gentle bites from Yolanda seemed to have poured boiling hot water to the collarbone nest, instantly setting him on fire.
His Adam's apple delicately moved twice, and then he looked at Yolanda with dark eyes.
With the lights from the villa not far away hitting her face through the car window, her skin was very white, and had a crystal-clear penetration in the light.
Her eyes were slightly raised, as if she was flirting with him.
But it was clear that at this moment, he had been captured and hooked.
In half a second, Aaron quickly changed from passive to active, clasping the back of Yolanda's head and kissing her.
His aura was so strong that Yolanda was pushed heavily against the steering wheel, and her back pinching uncomfortably, yet she somehow felt excited.
Aaron didn't want to admit that he was having trouble managing his emotions again.
There had been a few times like this before, but at that time Yolanda didn't belong to him, so that's why that possessive desire had worked abnormally well.
Now that Yolanda was his. In the same situation, he was not very calm either.
When he thought of that foreign man leaning behind Yolanda, looking at her with a greedy look and trying to touch her with his hands, he realized that the possessiveness only intensified after he had owned her.
He wanted her to be his own, to belong to him completely.
And now, he was giving out all his emotions in this kiss.
Even though he had noticed that Yolanda's breathing had become unstable and disordered, he had no intention of stopping, but instead wanted to go deeper and heavier.
It was as if this was the only way he could feel that Yolanda truly belonged to him.
What finally interrupted him was a ringtone.
Yolanda's mobile phone rang, and the ear-splitting ringtone instantly broke the rush of ambiguity in the car.
Everything came to a screeching halt, but just in time.
Yolanda's chest rose and fell to calm her breathing, and she was just about to pick up her phone from her bag when her eyes suddenly fell to the window.
Olivia was standing in front of her house, holding her phone in her hand.
Yolanda froze and then looked down to see that it was indeed her calling.
She was at a loss for words, and after hinting at Aaron at the window, Aaron patted her on the waist: "You can't see inside from outside."
Yolanda then breathed a sigh of relief.
It was enough that she had flipped the car once in front of Elbert, if she did it again in front of Olivia, she wouldn't even be able to make it back home in time.
Yolanda picked up the phone, "Hello, mum?"
As soon as her voice came out, Yolanda subconsciously covered her mouth.
The sound of her mother's voice was too vague, as if she had just finished running the 800m physical test and had lost her voice, leaving only her breath.
Yolanda was so weak that she immediately cleared her throat and tried to make her voice brighter as she called out once more, "What's wrong, mum?"
Olivia didn't know if she had heard anything, but her tone was normal and gentle, "I saw Mr. Jensen's car parked at the door, are you guys back, mum can't go up and disturb it, so I asked."
Yolanda hummed, very seriously, "We were discussing how to play darts in the car."
Aaron: "..."
That answer was close to telling the person across the street that they were discussing adult topics inside.
Olivia laughed, "Why in the car, why don't you invite Mr. Jensen to come and sit at home."
Yolanda: "Huh?"
In the closed car, Aaron could hear Olivia's words clearly, and he nodded gently at Yolanda.
Yolanda then said back, "Okay."
The two of them got out of the car, holding hands, and Olivia, with a smile on her face, said when they got closer, "Come in and sit down."
Aaron said, "No, auntie, I'll come and say good night to you and then leave."
After that he turned to look at Yolanda, "Get some rest, I'll come back tomorrow."
It was already past nine in the evening, Aaron's tutelage was such that even though he knew the other party might not go to bed so early, a visit at this time was already late at night.
The timing was not appropriate, nor was it formal and respectful enough.
Yolanda obviously didn't care that much, tugging on his sleeve and dragging him towards the house, "Don't, I still want to talk to you again, we haven't seen each other for almost a week."
Just a few steps into the door, Elbert's voice came in a deep voice, "What kind of talk is that in the middle of the night?"
He stood there on the sofa with his hands behind his back, sternly surveying his daughter and son-in-law-to-be.
Yolanda moved with a start, "What are you doing again dad!"
Aaron but obediently let go of Yolanda's hand, "Behave."
Yolanda: "......"
"Then I'll leave now. Bye."
Aaron said and turned around, but Olivia called out to him, "Let Yolanda stay with you, it's rare that you haven't seen each other for a week, talk more and come back together tomorrow."
Yolanda was stunned, thinking she had heard wrong, and slowly looked at Olivia.
Aaron was also a little surprised.
"What are you looking at, youngsters aren't always better off with a small farewell than a new marriage, mum still has this awareness, hurry up."
Elbert was not happy, "What are you talking about, this is not looking for an opportunity to let him-"
Let him chew on my daughter's leg!
Elbert didn't go on, and of course, Olivia didn't give him the chance to go on either.
"This is my daughter's freedom of love, you and I are not qualified to restrict her."
Olivia's tone, which had just been gentle, was suddenly a little more forceful.
Olivia turned around and pushed Yolanda and Aaron, "Hurry up and go to the world of the two of you, leave us alone."
Yolanda was about to leave, but when she reached the door, she thought of something and turned back in a casual manner, "I'll get the charging cable for my phone."
She hurried upstairs and came back down within a minute, carrying an extra bag with her, "Let's go then."
"Go on."
Aaron's etiquette came first, but Yolanda's mother had taken the initiative to make it happen, so he wouldn't refuse the offer.
"Good night then, auntie."
After the two of them left, Olivia closed the door behind them, before Elbert turned around and said, "You just let her be!"
Olivia: "Where is your reason for objecting? Because this boy is rich, good-looking and strong in his career?"
Elbert didn't say anything.
Olivia said again.
"You've heard what Yolanda said, if it were me or either of you, we wouldn't necessarily be able to forgive easily after being cheated on for three months. How could he have accepted the deception if he hadn't been true to Yolanda?
ng You also said that he has been teaching Yolanda and helping her to start her own business, where can you find such a good boy, other than that, people have helped you to take care of your daughter for a few months, don't you even have some gratitude?"
Elbert knew these were the facts, and had changed her opinion of Aaron these days, the only hurdle she couldn't get past was -
"But he likes to bite his daughter's legs! You didn't see those marks!"
Olivia paused and gave him a sidelong glance, dropping a sarcastic remark as she walked upstairs: "Don't you remember your own fetishes from your youth."
"..."
Elbert opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but feeling unable to, his face burning hot and painful.
He held it on the sofa for a long time before he ventured out to himself, "Brat, didn't say good night to me either."
On the way back, neither of them said anything.
Both seemed to be riveted with a
A strength, a strength that was waiting to happen.
It was hot, but the air conditioning in the car didn't seem to be able to bring down the constant dryness.
We all seemed to be unaware of where this mood was coming from.
The car soon drove into the streets of Newk, and the glittering light quickly flashed across the man's face.
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"Why have you been quiet?"
"Are you still angry."
In the end, Yolanda simply asked him bluntly, "You're jealous, aren't you?"
Yolanda asked on purpose, knowing that with Aaron's character, she would definitely deny it disdainfully anyway.
But after waiting for half a day, he didn't deny it right away.
The car drove at an even speed through the busy streets, and it was only after a long time that Yolanda heard Aaron's faint reply.
"Yes."
Yolanda: "......"
"Don't you really want to see me like this."
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"I'll make it happen for you."
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......
Yolanda later realized that some men's jealousy was tinged with fire. Not only is it sour, it's also very strong, so strong that you can't imagine.
You can't mess with them easily, you can't touch them.
When she returned to Aaron's place, Yolanda thought it was a hotel, but she didn't expect it to be a home residence, and only after asking did she realize that it was where his parents lived.
The situation at that time was like a replay of the scene between Marc and Rose, not exactly the same, but more than the same.
From the moment he entered the door, all of Aaron's restraint was thrown away, no need to turn on the lights, no need to prepare, everything came together.
It was quiet all around the luxurious flat late at night, but the only sounds that could be heard were the rapid breathing and the rustling of feet.
Soft or heavy, flat or chaotic, they outlined what they were doing.
They hadn't seen each other for a week, and they did miss each other.
This missing was in every sense of the word, from emotional to physical, without the need for disguise or camouflage.
I don't know how long had passed, but when Yolanda felt as if Aaron was about to proceed in place, she suddenly remembered Marc's previous experience and stopped, "Go back to your room."
Aaron's breath sounded low and muffled, "Right here."
Yolanda immediately repeated the words he had coldly said to Marc at that moment
"Is it that hard to go into the room and do it again."
Aaron: "..."
He paused there for a moment before taking a long, slow breath.
It turned out-
It was quite hard.