Chapter 34

Arthur's move left everyone in shock.

No one sawit coming that the usually aloof and noble Arthur would pull something like this.

The warmth of his hand felt oddly familiar.

Ella instinctively tried to pull her hand away, but Arthur's grip was like a vice,holding her fingers tight.

He stepped closer, his breath hot against her ear. "You want to touch your lover? No way!"

His deep, raspy voice sent shivers down Ella's spine.

Did he know who she really was?

She tilted her head up, trying to see his handsome face through her blindfold.

Arthur just gave a faint smile, like he hadn't said anything at all, making her wonder if she imagined it.

She let out a reluctant sigh.

It was barely a whisper, but Arthur heard it loud and clear, tightening his grip on her hand in response.

Their little exchange was subtle.

Ava had been watching them closely, and seeing this, she was furious.

She bit her lower lip, wanting to rush over and separate them, but...

Jessa, noticing her distress, quickly tried to comfort her. "It's just a game.Maybe Mr. Smith wants Ms. Worry-Free to design a suit for his wedding!"

Ava's lips curled into a smile. "Don't teasing me!"

The blush on her cheeks gave away her feelings.

Seeing this, Jessa showered her with more praise.

After chatting for a bit, Ava's mood lifted, but her eyes still burned with jealousy as she watched them holding hands.

Alan, who had been pushed aside, crossed his arms and spoke up nonchalantly, "What's the deal? Do you like Ms. Worry-Free?"

He really had the nerve to say it.

As soon as the words left his mouth, everyone turned to look at Arthur and Ella with curious eyes.

Arthur shot him a cold glare. "Get lost!"

"Okay!"

Alan quickly hid behind someone and covered his mouth.

Arthur turned his attention back to their clasped hands, feeling a bit sweaty, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Ella made her choice quickly, and the two of them stood aside, waiting for the others.

Cecilia and Andy each picked two staff members.

Next up was the measurement stage.

Ella held a ruler, ready to start, when Arthur cleared his throat. "Let's go to the room! To avoid any awkwardness."

The director nodded in agreement. "Alright, after all, she's a lady!"

Blindfolded, Ella was led to a room by Arthur.

The door closed behind them.

Ella shivered.

"Ms. Worry-Free,shall we begin?"

Arthur placed his hand on her waist, pulling her into his solid chest. Their bodies pressed together, the moment was charged with tension.

"Start!"

Ella said, trying to wriggle free, but her strength was no match for his. "I can't measure like this!"

"Then use your hands!"

Arthur guided her hand over his body. "This is a basic skill for designers!I'll cooperate with the measurements!"

"Don't push it!"

"Alright!"

Seeing her flare up like an angry kitten, Arthur found himself amused.He let her go and stood still. "Let's start now!"

As she left his embrace, Ella felt a strange sense of loss.

'So pathetic. We are about to get divorced, and I'm still craving Arthur's

chaple

touch.

Ella scolded herself, but her hands kept moving.

She stood in front of Arthur, feeling her way, knowing that measuring the three dimensions was crucial for making clothes, especially custom suits.

To get it just right, the suit had to fit the customer's body perfectly, which meant measuring the chest, shoulders, and arms-every detail had to be spot on.

Even the tiniest mistake could throw everything off.

Ella took a deep breath and got to work.

Arthur was tall, but luckily, Ella was tall and skilled too, so she quickly got some key measurements.

Maybe she was just too tired, but when she was measuring his leg, she kept her head down for too long. When she finally looked up, her vision went black, and she stumbled forward.

Just when she thought she was going to hit the grouand,he caught her,pulling her into his arms.

"Throwing yourself at me again?"

Their bodies were pressed tightly together.

Ella gritted her teeth. "No, just a bit dizzy!"

"Are you sure?" Arthur teased, "I don't think so! You're definitely throwing yourself at me!"

His hand wandered down to her waist, grabbing her butt.

"Behave yourself!"

Ella angrily broke free from his hold.

"Alright! You seem really mad today!" Arthur's fingers lightly brushed his lips, like he was savoring something. "What were you thinking when we kissed?"

"Thinking about ending it quickly!"

Ella replied coldly, then went back to measuring his waist.

She pulled the ruler, arms spread, starting to measure.

Arthur looked down at her hand and the way she was haIf-squatting.

He suddenly got an idea and thrust his hips, his penis bumping into Ella's face.

"You..."

"What's wrong? Looks like my dick missed you."

Arthur pulled her back into his arms. "I really want to see your eyes behind that blindfold!"

"No!"

Ella panicked, covering her blindfold and mnask.

"Then make it up to me another way!"

Not giving her a chance to refuse, Arthur lifted her onto the table. "If you dare refuse, I'll rip off the mask!"

Their bodies were pressed tightly together again.

Ella could clearly feel his penis growing hard against her.

She pushed against his chest with both hands. "We're playing a game;there are people outside."

"We'll be quiet!"

Before he finished his sentence, Ella suddenly felt a chill as her nightgown was torn open.

Arthur stepped forward, biting her breast.

"It hurts!"

Ella tried to push him away, but he grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head.

Arthur moved from her chest up, finally biting her collarbone.

Pain surged, and Ella gasped.

"Be good!" Arthur whispered in her ear, lightly biting her earlobe.

Ella trembled all over, her body soft and burning with desire.

"Seems like you like me too!"

Arthur held her waist with one hand, thrusting his hips, his penis sliding into her.

The intense sensation made Ella almost moan, but at the last second,she covered her mouth.

In the quiet room, the sound of their lovemaking was crystal clear.

Her body endured wave after wave of pleasure, and Ella bit her lip hard,

refusing to make a sound.

A knock on the door.

"Arthur, Ms. Worry-Free, are you two done? The other two teams are finished! Only you two are left!"

It was Ava's voice outside the door.

Ella held her breath, her heart racing, feeling like it would jump out of her chest any second.

But Arthur didn't stop, thruasting again and again.

Ella frowned. 'Isn't he worried about being caught?'

She was distracted, and then she felt Arthur thrust even harder.

A moan escaped her lips, and Ella was shocked, quickly covering her mouth.