Two days after Marin arrived from England, he and Ariana had no time to be alone because he was either out of the house very early doing God knows what or arrives late in the night. She wasn’t completely sure he was going to be at his studio but she came either way and found him working.
“Damn, I can only imagine how you’re feeling. I mean, your sister telling you she hates you doesn’t sound nice.” Martin said.
“Yeahh.. I don’t wanna talk about Brie. She and my mom can go to helm for all I care because they are the reason behind everything.” Ariana responded dryly and thrusted her hands into her hair in frustration as her legs dangled over his work table.
“Hey.” He said sweetly as he wrapped his arms around her waist and she wrapped hers around his neck. “Look on the bright side. If
