Sixty Nine

ARABELLA POV

I smiled tightly, reining in my disgust and dislike. It wasn’t like I was disgusted outright, but the whole scenario was just unsettling, especially the fact that Rhys had to sleep with her after the little episode with me. Was he smitten with me, or was the whole charade just too much for him to handle and he was trying to hide his feelings by sleeping with his wife? Not that it should be any odd, but…

Anyway, while I liked the idea that he may have feelings for me and I could get under his skin—which means my revenge taste would be stronger, I still did not like that I had to conform to Mia’s needs to get what I wanted. And she was a very needy person; too needy for my liking, too needy to chase after a man who seems not interested in her, but her wickedness won't let her see the right things

“What do you want, Emma?” Mia asked, breaking into my thoughts. “Just name it and I’ll have it sent to you. Anything for this top secret of yours.”

I sighed. I almost forgot that