Whatever Ariel thought marriage was, nothing prepared her for this because why was she eagerly waiting for the man she claimed to hate to come back home? She felt like she was addicted to him somehow and it wasn’t nice, last night had been too amazing and now she wanted more of what they had shared, it was like he bewitched her and she couldn’t do anything else but sit and wait for him to come back home to her, she tried everything to distract her but nothing seem to be working as it only took rubbing her legs together to remind her of what they had shared last night,...