Sister’s feud

The smile on Ariel's lips disappeared slowly, the gleam in her eyes was replaced by rage as she stood up from the side of the bed and stared down at Noah.

She resentfully glared at the man lying on the bed and bit her bottom lip in anger.

"Ariana?" She repeated the name that escaped Noah's lips spitefully. He was apologizing to that dumb bitch? The one who was destined to be sold and soiled by some old man?

Ariel's chest heaved up and down, she wanted to lose her temper, but what was the point of scolding a man who was not even conscious?

"How could you …how dare you…" Ariel muttered under her breath as she moved around the length of the bed. Her heels clicked and clopped on the carpeted floor as Ariel paced around the room.

She was furious. Of course, she was enraged.

"But what is the point? Without him, what can I even do?" She stopped in front of the dressing table and looked at her twisted expression that looked hideous.