Arielle's POV
Shortly after I touch the scanner with my finger, Bianca's door opens, and I enter the building, laden with goodies. "Arielle?" With a grimace on her face, she sits up on the couch and puts her laptop away. "Why are you in this place? Are you not supposed to be smitten with Ariel? She offers me an embrace as she spreads her arms wide and I sulk on the couch. Unsure of what to say to her, I throw myself into her arms and give her a firm squeeze. "That awful, eh?" I tighten my hold on her while nodding. "He's currently with her."She takes me away from her so we can have eye contact. "What is it?" "Tonight, he's having dinner with her." She remarks, "You have to be kidding," in a sharp tone. "He took her out to dinner the day after you two tied the knot? How in the hell? In what location are they? "Please," I warned her. "Be reasonable today. I didn't want to be all alone by myself at the Loretta' Shrine, which is his house, which is why I'm here. Can we just eat things that I shouldn't be eating at all and watch some dumb reality TV show? After squinting, snatches my bag of chips and hurls it across the room. "Arielle, now is not the time for munchies. You silently loved my brother for years. Arielle, you're his wife now. Within the Warren household, something holds true significance.
I promise he won't even try to see Grandma again; all we have to do is make sure she finds out where he is at this moment. You are Grandma's eldest daughter-in-law, and she will not put up with Ariel treating you badly of any kind. I waver for a second, knowing it would be wrong to choose the easy route but still wanting to take it. "Bianca." I give a headshake. "Please, let's not do that. I won't benefit from forcing him to stay away from her. The last thing I need is for him to go behind my back because he'll just want to be with her even more. Though she purses her lips, bites her tongue. "Join me here.I trail behind her into her bedroom, sighing. Her sharp posture tells me she's working on a plan, but I'm not sure I should get sucked into any of her evil schemes. "This is it. She displays a bag from a departmental store. I purchased this earlier today for you. I sensed that you would need it. My eyes enlarge as I take a quick glimpse inside the bag and realise what I'm looking at. I laugh as I take out the lace pyjamas. "This is... this is ridiculous." I chuckle uncontrollably as I look at the fabric remnants in my hands. "I've modelled in knickers a lot, so this is absurd even for me,"I grabbed one of the thongs she got me by reaching into the bag. "What's even the purpose of this? It is devoid of the crotch. Bianca's eyebrows waggle. "Simple to use." After stealing the bag from me, she goes through it and pulls out two nightgowns she purchased for me: a red one and a white one. "Both of these will look stunning on you. They expose enough about your body that Ariel can't help but notice it. I grab the red nightgown and bite my lip. "I am not sure," I replied to her. My body type is significantly different from Loretta's. She is somewhat smaller than I am.she's far curvier than me when she's not following a strict diet for a movie role. After spending time with someone like my sister, I'm not sure whether Ariel would find me attractive. "I'm not sure it's a good idea to highlight my body." With furious eyes,she grabs the robe back from me. "You're a fool," she yells. "You're among the most stunning women on this planet earth, and I'm not even partially." That is your name, according to multiple magazines. Arielle, try to channel the confidence you project on the runway. I stare down, biting into my lip. "My dear, there's something I haven't told you about," she scowls as I take a seat on her bed.
Do you recall how Ariel came to pick us up that night after my sister's birthday party because we were so intoxicated? She nods as she settles in beside me, and looks into my eyes as I tell her everything—including how I got onto his lap, how I tried to woo him, and everything I said. Bianca, he wasn't the slightest bit tempted. A tiny part of me believed that if I really gave it everything I had, I could make him fall, but I was unable to do so. Nothing moved him. She shakes her head and looks away. "Arielle, I seriously doubt that. Even so, things have changed since then. They never allowed him near you, but now you are his wife. Even if he doesn't want you now, he will eventually come around if he sees you in different states of undress regularly. He won't cheat on you and he won't be able to avoid you for three years. I hesitantly nod and cross my arms. Yes, I acknowledge. "I doubt he will cheat." She gives me a smile and displays the nightgown she purchased for me. "He'll fall in love with you if you two end up sleeping together. You may believe that he will always love your sister, but I think it's nonsense. There's always been this unshakeable relationship between you two, and he's always looked at you in a particular manner. All he needs is a shove. Being a man of morality, Ariel will stay away from you as long as he believes it will benefit both Loretta and you. Give him a cause to back down. To be honest, he would crumble like a house of cards if you told him straight out that you wanted him to satisfy your physical demands. I'm sure he's after you. He simply won't acknowledge it to himself. I look at Bianca, wondering if she might actually be right or if this is all just wishful thinking on her part. The night he drove us home, I sensed that I was losing the card I was dealt. I'm afraid to present myself in the same manner once more. She says to me, "Trust me." My brother, who I know, sees you as more than just Loretta's sister. Just do this, please, if you don't feel comfortable going after him directly. Simply put on the pyjamas I got you and watch his reaction. Simply woo him gradually until he succumbs and comes to you. Arielle, observe his behaviour. He will eventually turn on himself, I'm sure of it. He desires you, and there isn't much difference between lust and love. I grab the white nightgown she got me and take a closer look at it. It would cover much too much ground—nearly nothing. "Bianca, just give it a go." I give a nod. Alright. I'll give it a shot, but you won't hear the end of it if it doesn't work out. "It won't," she assures us.exudes confidence. I wish I had some of her self-assurance. What is it between Ariel and me that she perceives that I am not aware of?