Chapter: 1943
She sounded anything but apologetic.
Bennett's face darkened, and he paused before snorting. "You've got a thing for dogs, huh? One's not enough; you need another?"
Ariana rolled her eyes, clearly unimpressed.
Bennett, seeing her reaction, somehow felt better and teased, "You look like an idiot when you roll your eyes Like that.”
Ariana, not in the mood for games, retorted, “Do you have any idea how creepy it is to just barge in uninvited?"
Bennett raised an eyebrow. “This whole place is mine. Why would I need an invitation?"
Ariana scoffed, “Common courtesy, you know? Most people knock before they walk into someone else's room. It's about having a little respect."
"I make the rules around here. Manners and respect? That all depends on what kind of day I'm having." Bennett laughed dismissively.
They kept snapping at each other, each trying to get the upper hand.
Ariana was seething inside, desperate to give Bennett a piece of her mind without holding back.
But she knew that Bennett showing up to argue meant he wasn't in a completely foul mood.
If she went too far, though, she might really piss him off, and it was hard to predict what he might do.
Suppressing her rage, Ariana kept up the banter, but her patience was wearing thin. Eventually, she couldn't take it anymore and blurted out, "So, what do you want? Are you just here to argue with me?"
“I'm not that idle," Bennett said, standing up and fixing his suit.
“I'm here to tell you dinner's ready. You've got three minutes to get dressed and come downstairs. If you're not there in three minutes, you'll become dinner for the beasts instead."
With that, he walked out of the room.
Ariana cursed under her breath as she watched him leave. She had wanted to unload on him, but this was his territory, and she could only suppress her anger.
Fuming, she got out of bed and reached for her clothes, only to find they were missing.
Swearing again, she quickly tried to find something to wear.
She flipped on the closet light, finding a bunch of unopened women's clothes. She grabbed the first thing she saw, threw it on, and ran downstairs to the dining room.