However, she couldnât shoulder all the blame.
Holden hadnât addressed his situation with Sadie, which had left her angry.
Moreover, Holden had pretended not to know about her joining the love-
variety show and lied to her.
Holden snorted coldly, fixing his gaze on her.
âIs this what you call being busy with work?â
Caught off guard, Ariana blushed and stammered, âThis⦠Iâ¦â She paused, then countered, âWerenât you supposed to be at a charity auction? How did you end up here?â
âWhy am I here?â Holden cornered Ariana, his voice soft yet filled with intensity.
âIf I hadnât shown up, my wife would have been snatched away by someone else.
Youâve got people chasing after you relentlessly, and the internet is abuzz with rumors about you and Mitchel, all fueling speculation about your relationship with him.
How could I not intervene?â
Ariana awkwardly scratched her cheek.
âItâs all fabricated, just clever editing and hype.
â
âFabricated?â Holden dismissed her explanation with a scoff, his grip tightening around her waist.
âThe way he pursues you doesnât seem fabricated to me.
â
With a resigned sigh, Ariana said, âThereâs truly nothing between me and Mitchel, you know that.
Please, stop causing a scene and leave.
â
âI wonât leave,â Holden asserted, pulling her closer, his tone tinged with reproach.
âInstead of me, why donât you send him away? Besides, youâre still here; Iâm not going anywhere.
â
Ariana maintained her composure, patiently explaining, âI made a commitment to finish shooting, and I was originally scheduled as a guest.
Leaving now would create complications for the director.
â
Holden gazed at her.
After a while, he said, âFine, Iâll leave, but not before you ki*s me.
â
Ariana believed his words instantly.
She acquiesced, tiptoeing to peck him on the cheek.
However, Holden seized the moment, pressing her against the wall and initiating a passionate ki*s brimming with possessiveness.
Caught off guard, Ariana struggled to catch her breath.
Amidst brief gasps for air, she protested, âThatâs enough; my makeup will smudge.
â
Ignoring her pleas, Holden persisted until he was satisfied, leaving behind a trail of crimson marks on Arianaâs collarbone.
Just then, a knock echoed on the bathroom door, followed by the sound of approaching footsteps.
Panicking, Ariana tried to push Holden away, her heart racing as she struggled to maintain silence.
However, Holden seemed unfazed by the potential intrusion, enveloping Ariana in a tighter embrace despite the noise outside.
Blushing deeply, Ariana became increasingly concerned about being overheard, instinctively covering her mouth with her hand.
Only when the footsteps faded into the distance did Holden finally release Ariana.
His touch was gentle as he ki*sed her cheek and straightened her disheveled clothes.
With a satisfied smile, he leaned in to nuzzle Arianaâs neck, whispering, âLetâs head back to the show.
â
Ariana, still trying to catch her breath, shot Holden a glare before catching onto his words.
âArenât you supposed to be leaving?â she questioned, puzzled by his sudden change of heart.
With a mischievous grin, Holden said, âLeaving? I was just teasing you.
How could I leave when youâre still here?â
Arianaâs irritation was evident as she pulled her hand away and stormed out of the bathroom.
Holden hurried to follow, reaching out to hold her hand, but she shook him off.
âAre you angry? Please, donât be.
Iâm sorry,â Holden said, reaching out again.
However, Ariana evaded his grasp, quickening her pace.
Holden refused to give up.
With each attempt Ariana made to pull away, he continued to reach for her hand.