Chapter 14 As Long As I, Ziven Meyer, Is Pleased

• Ziven then stepped out of the bathroom, his short hair still dripping water. He’s sexy, alluring, and devastatingly handsome. He’s simply a hunk! Arielle could seemingly hear herself swallowing, but never would she admit that she still had feelings for this man after living for two lifetimes. This is definitely an illusion! “Young Master Ziven, if you’re angry at my impudence tonight, I don’t mind apologizing or even accepting a punishment.” She hid behind the door, trying her best to sound calm.
• Ziven merely cast her a placid glance before walking over to the desk and sweeping his gaze around the room. “Wine?”
• Startlingly, Arielle abruptly remembered that he had a habit of drinking red wine every night before going to bed. She instinctively wanted to open the door to have a servant bring some wine over, but the moment her hand touched the doorknob, she immediately withdrew it. “I’m sorry, Young Master Ziven, but we’ve got no wine here.” He won’t be able to sleep without any wine since he has insomnia, and his condition has never improved throughout the five years I’ve known him. “How about I ask someone to drive you back to your villa, Young Master Ziven?” I’ve got to drive this high and mighty man away quickly so that I can mull over my escape plan.