Filed to story: A Sacrificial Lambs Unexpected Marriage
Oriana stretched out her foot and kicked Deacon off the bed.
Deacon was completely unprepared.
His handsome face turned cold.
Deacon had never received such a cold reception before. He frowned as he stared at the little woman on the bed.
Oriana raised her eyebrows and looked back at him, her seductive eyes shone.
“Mr. Armstead, let me tell you, I’m giving you time to deal with Naomi, but it’s not appropriate for Naomi to call you late at night. Come on, I can’t tolerate sand in my eyes. Be careful, I’ll kick you to find another love. I, Oriana, may lack everything, but I definitely do not lack men!”
“Finally, don’t get on my bed tonight. You better sleep on the sofa by yourself!”
After that, Oriana got under the blanket and ignored him, completely leaving him to himself.
Deacon froze.
At this moment, his phone rang again. “Naomi’ was clearly displayed on his screen. It was really a call from Naomi.
Deacon didn’t answer, but he knew that Naomi wouldn’t stop calling.
Deacon pursed his lips and picked up the phone on the bed table. He pressed the answer button, and he said, “Hello.”
Naomi’s soft and harmless voice quickly passed over, “Mr. Armstead, did I disturb your sleep?”
Deacon’s gaze fell on Oriana’s slender figure and he said indifferently, “Is something wrong?”
“I have something very important and urgent to tell you. Mr. Armstead, where are you? I’ll come to you now, okay?”
Naomi wanted to come over to look for him and discuss one or two important and urgent matters with him in the middle of the night.
Deacon’s deep and narrow eyes could not see the truth in the thin light. After a few seconds of silence, he said, “Alright, I’m in hotel CapeEast, room four.”
Deacon told her the address and room number before hanging up,
He threw his phone aside. Deacon sat on the edge of the bed. He reached out and gently nudged Oriana, “Oriana, turn around!”
He ordered without hesitation.
Oriana did not move, she simply ignored him.
Deacon frowned, “Oriana, are you really ignoring me? Naomi will be here soon. I’ll go out and meet her, I hope you won’t cry.”
“Then go out and meet her. It just so happens that she can satisfy you tonight,”
Oriana responded angrily.
Deacon’s handsome eyebrows sank.
“Deacon, let me go!”
Oriana struggled, as he held her tight.
Shut up! If you dare to make me angry again, I’ll fight with you?”
Deacon lowered his eyes and kissed her red lips.
Oriana’s eyes narrowed as she wanted to kick him again.
At this moment, a knock sounded on the door.
“Mr. Armstead, it’s me…”
Naomi announced.
Deacon did not expect that Naomi would come so quickly. Oriana reached out and nudged Deacon, “Naomi is here. Go meet her.”
Actually, Deacon was really annoyed. Naomi wanted to come over in the middle of the night, and Deacon even gave his consent.
Deacon’s tall body did not move at all. “Who said I was going to meet her?”
“Didn’t you let her over?”
“Since she wants to come, let her come, but I didn’t say that I would go and meet her.”
Oriana looked at him in surprise. He had made Naomi rush over in the middle of the night, and now he had he wanted to keep her outside the door.
He had severely embarrassed Naomi.
“Mr. Armstead, this is not good. Naomi is so weak. If you bully her like this, she will cry.”
Deacon squeezed her cheek.
“What do you mean?”
he asked.
Oriana did not react yet. In the next second, he directly picked her up. His stiff back rested lazily against the head of the bed and he sat her on his lap.
“Mr. Armstead, you’re not allowed to bully me!”
Deacon pulled her into his embrace. “You little brat, who is bullying whom?”
At this moment, the knock landed on the door again. It was obvious that Naomi, who was outside the door had already sensed that something was wrong. “Mr. Armstead, are you inside? I have something very important to discuss with you. Sir, did you hear me?”
Oriana felt that Naomi’s voice was particularly beautiful.
“Deacon, hurry up and see Naomi. Let me go.”
Deacon domineeringly imprisoned her in his arms, then he shouted impatiently at the door, “What do you wanna talk about? I’m at the middle of something, all Yeal Give it to me baby!”
There was silence outside the door.
Oriana was so frightened that she forgot to struggle. What was he talking about just now?
Was he really… shameless?
What a terrible person.
Oriana was about to crawl off his thighs.
However, Deacon quickly dragged her back. “Where do you want to run to? Give me a kiss. I miss you.”
He whispered in her ear.
The next morning.
Oriana slowly opened her eyes.
It was already past nine o’clock. The dazzling morning light outside poured in through the glass windows. The room was warm and dusky.
She laid in a warm and smooth embrace. When she looked up. Deacon’s impeccably handsome face was before her.
The two of them slept so late last night, and now, Deacon was still asleep.
Oriana raised her face and looked at him. He was still sleeping.
Oriana felt a little joy in her heart. It was such a beautiful thing to wake up in the arms of the person she loved the most.
She slowly raised her little hand.
At this moment, a big hand suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand. Deacon opened his eyes.
Oriana did not expect that he would suddenly open his eyes. Deacon suddenly stared at her.
“Mr. Armstead, were you pretending to be asleep?”
Oriana was a little embarrassed, as she was being caught by him.
Deacon wrapped his arms around her. At this moment, his heart was soft and sweet.
How many mornings had she not woken up in his arms?
He grabbed her soft white hand, and placed it on his lips, as he kissed her, then he hugged her tightly into his arms, “I just woke up, don’t move, let me hold you and sleep for a while.
He closed his eyes again.
Oriana raised her red lips, and said, “Mr. Armstead, the sun is already drying your a*s. Hurry up and get up. Don’t be lazy.”
Deacon buried his handsome face in her long hair and against rubbed it, “I’m having my beauty sleep, lady.”
“Mr. Armstead, are you a lady? Why should you have a beauty sleep? Oriana asked, as she laughed.
Deacon hugged her tightly, and did not want to let go. At this moment, his phone rang out.
“Mr. Armstead, your phone kept ringing late at night. Now it’s starting to ring again in the morning. You’re really busy.”
Deacon frowned. He reached for the phone on the table beside the bed. It was Peterson who was calling.
Peterson was his confidant, and he knew that he and Oriana had come to the hotel the previous night.
At this moment, Oriana reached out and pushed Deacon away. She sat up and said, “Mister Armstead, hurry up and answer the phone. You better go save your beauty,”