Chapter Forty-Seven

-Dante-

I kept trying to explain to Ariel but she was not listening to me as she walked back to my room briskly and took off my robe which she was wearing and angrily returned it to the dresser.

“Ariel…” I reached out to touch her but she snapped at me, making me back off immediately.

“Don’t!” she raised a finger to my face. “Don’t you dare touch me, Dante.”

“It’s not what you think Ariel,” I tried to say and she scoffed.

“Of course not. And I must be blind and dumb as well for you to think you can tell me that,” she shook her head as she made for the bed to pick up her coat. She was wearing sexy garments underneath my robe and they complimented her body so well when she took them off. But this was not the time to admire her the body of an enraged woman.

“You promised me we were going to have some time to ourselves this night. Only for me to come here and you were nowhere to be found and I find you in the room of my sister?” she glared at me with resentment in her eyes.

Gosh, how had