Of course, I couldn't skip the wedding night! I hope you enjoyed this update. As Knox said, now they can really get down and dirty with her, and they will, so please be prepared for anything...triggers are highly certain for some in this 2nd part of Aria's Choice. Please remember to leave your comment and possibly your pretty Gem if you can spare it. It would definitely be appreciated...thank you so much for reading! =)
Our marriage is announced the next day. Knox wanted to make a big deal over it, so Moretti would hopefully catch wind of it and maybe put an end to his obsession with me. Of course, Knox makes sure it is okay with me before doing so and I tell him that I think it's a great idea. It’s been a week now, and even though we still have bodyguards everywhere we go, there’s been no sign or threat from the Mafia Kingpin. The Gala for KMJ Security is fast approaching and even though Knox and Jory both hated doing it, they have kept Kristy on in order to help with the arrangements. Once we are sure that all danger to me has passed, I will be taking over as their first shift assistant. I can’t keep trying to occupy myself all day long; it’s not who I am. Thank God I have my mother to help nurse back to health in the meantime. Today, we are at my old place packing everything up. I’ve never thought of my apartment as being a dump but after living with the guys, I’m embarrassed by how my plac
I’m on the third dress and it’s still not the right one. I know they all like skimpy, but I have to put my foot down when it comes to looking like an escort for the Gala. I won’t even show the guys this dress because like the other two dresses, they gave me that burning look, as though they are going to pounce at any moment. “Sweetness, why are you not showing us this last one?” Jory calls through the curtain. I sigh, “Because I look like a hooker and it’s out of the question.” “I think we should have the last say in this.” He muses. “No, I think I’m good. I will show you the next one.” I state and then go to unzip the dress, but it seems to be stuck. Great, just what I didn’t need, now I will have to show them the dress because I need their help. “Um, could you come in and help me with the zipper, it’s stuck.” Next thing I know all three of them are crowding into the small room. Their eyes go straight to the dress and bulge out, “Um, we are buying this one, but n
MERRICK (cont.) I stand in the doorway to Melody's room and watch Aria interact with her mother. Melody is still weak, and getting whole sentences out takes a bit. The fact that Aria is patient as she sits and waits for her mother to finish one sentence, and with a smile on her face the whole time, shows the type of person she is. When the time comes, she's going to make a wonderful mother. I've been so far into my head that I don't hear Aria say my name the first time. When she giggles and repeats it, it catches my attention, "Hm?" "You seem to be in a world of your own. What were you thinking about?" She holds her hand out for me to come closer, so I do. "You, actually. I love watching you interact with your mother, and I imagined what you would be like when you're a mother yourself." I kiss the top of her head. I'm not sure what Melody knows of our relationship, so I keep it simple even though I want to grab her and throw her over my shoulder, so I can take her s
It is the day of the Gala, and I am nervous; I have never been to anything like this. I have catered at a formal party before but have never been a guest. My only job is to shower and dress when the time comes. Knox has a hairdresser coming to the house to help me get ready later, so at least I do not have to worry about that. “Knock, knock, may I come in?” I leave my closet to see Jory standing in the doorway with a food tray. “Of course, come in. You can set the tray over by the bed. I pick a piece of bacon up and take a bite, "You did not have to bring me breakfast, Jory.”. “Well, I was hoping you were still in bed. I was planning on crawling under the covers and joining you.” His smile lights up his face as he winks. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I stand on my toes to reach his lips. His arms go around my waist, and he pulls me in close, and kisses me back. This man may be a man whore, but he definitely nails it in the kissing department. With lips as soft as r
I hold onto the railing as I walk down the staircase, scared shitless of tripping and tumbling down because of these heels. My three men stand at the bottom, gazing up at me as I descend. They are gawking because all three mouths are hanging open, and it looks as though they are frozen in place. Knox is the first to come out of his trance, and he gives a slow whistle, causing the other two to break out of theirs as well. My heart is beating a mile a minute as I make my way down to them. Knox is the one that steps forward and holds his hand out for me to take once I get to the bottom. “You look...” his eyes sweep up and down my body, “absolutely stunning, baby.” “Do we really have to go to this thing? I’d much rather take her back upstairs and get her out of that dress.” Jory grins as he plants a kiss on my cheek. “Jor, keep your dick in your pants for a few hours, and then we can ravage this beauty.” Merrick steals me away from both of his friends and presses his lips
JORY Fuck, between the way Aria looks tonight and the kiss from Merk, I'm a walking fucking hard-on. Watching Aria work her charm on all our clients, old and new, is such a pleasant sight. She really has a knack for this sort of thing. Of course, she hasn't let go of Knox's arm the whole night, and as much as I want to go to her and sweep her into my arms, I can't just yet. We do not want the clients to get the wrong idea just yet, so we decided to hold off on Merk and me showing our affection towards Knox's wife here at the party. We can dance with her once the music starts, but even then, we must watch our hands. "What is it about her?" The nasally voice comes from beside me, and I have to roll my eyes, "What does she have that I don't?" Sighing and then pinching the bridge of my nose, I respond as nicely as possible, "You are not her, Kristy, and you will never be her." I lift my glass with the amber liquid to my lips, "We were over long before she came along, so don
Trigger Warning (Violence/Abuse) KNOX My biggest fear has come to pass. Aria has been taken, and I know only one person who would have done it...Moretti. Nothing scares me more than knowing he has her because I know what he does with his girls, and I can't have that being Aria's fate. I'll give my own life for that woman if that's what will satisfy the fucker. "She couldn't have gotten far! What is taking so long to bring that little bitch to us?" I pace back and forth as the three of us wait. "Boss, I've got some bad news," Damon comes over to us, "There is a back road leading out of here, and after checking the footage, I watched as a big guy, wearing a face mask, carried Mrs. Hamilton down the east stairs and then again down the back road. He must have had a car waiting for him down the lane because he left on foot." "Son of a bitch!" I overturn the nearest table, startling others nearby, "Bring me, Kristy, now!" I'm seething in anger, "In fact, take her straight to
Trigger Warning (SA) My head pounds as I try to open my eyes, but when I go to place my hand over it, I find that I cannot do so. My stomach rolls, and I try to turn to the side as the contents in my stomach come up, but the best I can do is turn my head because my arms seem to be pinned to my sides. With my head throbbing, I vomit down the side of whatever I’m lying on. I groan as I try to remember what the hell happened. Slowly, it starts to come back to me, and when I am finally able to open my eyes, I find that I’m in a dimly lit room with white walls and cabinets with glass fronts. It looks like an examination room, and I’m strapped to a table. “What the hell?” I say out loud as I try to wiggle out of the restraints. A voice comes over a speaker, causing the throbbing in my head to become worse, “There is no sense in struggling, my dear. I secured you myself; I can’t have you getting away before I conduct my exam, now, can I?” “W-Who are you? Where am I?” I st