Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1191

Jessica flexed her feminine assets with a sweet smile. “Aww, pity. I wonder, what would you do to solve a naughty little knot like myself, hmm? The straightforward way is to sleep with me, of course. All of this would instantly cease to be a problem. And yet, you men are wired to complicate even the simplest of things. The minds of the opposite sex are so unfathomable.”

Mark had enough of her uncouth teasing. He leaped to his feet with an icy scowl and announced, “If we cannot come to a mutual agreement, then there’s no reason to continue this discussion. As for how I’d solve a knot like you… Well, a mite of patience will soon reward you with an answer.”

With that, he spun on his heels and left.

Jessica’s fervid eyes traced his retreating silhouette until he disappeared into the distance. Then, when her attention returned to her surroundings, she espied Sylvain beside her appearing to be deep in thought.

“Curious, curious. I’m literally offering myself to another man right in front of you,” she teased, “And yet, you don’t seem jealous.”

Sylvain’s lips curled briefly. “Please. The number of beaus surrounding you makes the act of being jealous a legitimate chore, wouldn’t you agree? Besides, I’m but one member of your harem. It’s quite unnecessary to be jealous of my fellow members,” he replied. “But here’s a friendly piece of advice from a long-time partner: do more research on Mark Tremont’s background. You’re not from these parts, so you don’t know who he is. Aren’t you at least worried that you might be messing with the wrong person?”

Jessica was unfazed. “C’mon, I’ve researched him enough. He’s an entrepreneur genius who was orphaned at eighteen. He has been leading the Tremont Enterprise for many years despite his youth… So what? At his core, he’s still just a businessman. And no matter how brainy he is, he’s only a man—and all men have the potential to cheat. No matter how much he loves Arianne, sooner or later, the seven-year itch will make its debut, and he will find himself craving for something new, something fresh,” she remarked. “I have chosen him as my prey, which means he’s not escaping my sight. I’ll make sure that one day, I’ll savor him until I’m satisfied.”

A wave of disgust flitted through Sylvain’s eyes, but it was so fast that no observer would have caught it.