"Oh my goodness Ariana you didn't tell me your husband was coming over!" Stephanie exclaimed and turned to Damien before I could respond. "Good morning sir." A strange voice came through and we all turned to it.It was the head of the department. "Good morning." Damien said to him with his signature blank look on. "I'm afraid you might be causing a little bit of a scene over here, I'm going to have to ask you to leave." He said with a stern face. Everyone outside gasped and soon started murmuring in distaste. "You're in charge?" Damien asked. "Yes, as a matter of fact, I am." The departmental head said with his chin held up. He was newly appointed and he had been such a pain ever since. "Good. I'd like to know why you had it in you to overburden my wife with an excessive workload that has her staying in the office for much later than usual." Damien spoke, towering over the petite man who nervously adjusted his glasses. "Te voy a matar Miguel." I muttered under my breath in frust
Ariana's POV; I was getting ready to leave the office at about five in the evening. The whole rowdiness had died down after a while and things went back to normal in the office. I had done my work and finished up well with no extra, thankfully. It was a breath of fresh of air now that I was free of Levi and his bossiness and the fact that Damien went out of his way to help me truly warmed my heart. He isn't so bad after all huh? My inner self asked and I shrugged. It was a habit to hear her speak and I would unconsciously respond. I couldn't wait to tell my dad about all of it. My smile fell when I thought about him. The nightmare I had the previous night, it got me worried about him. I made a mental note to call him later and speak to him about all that had gone down but very quickly, I dropped a text for him. "Hey Ariana, you ready to leave?" Stephanie asked. "Yeah. I'm just hoping I have a ride home." I voiced my thoughts out. "Why would you not have one?" She asked. "Damien
After the sumptuous and very eventful dinner, Damien and I headed up to our rooms. Just when I was about getting into my room, he pulled me towards him. I fell into his chest while he held me close and steadied me in his arms. "There's something I want to talk to you about, can you come in here later?" He said pointing his thumb towards his room. "Uh sure. I'll just go change into my pajamas." I said and he nodded before releasing me. I pushed my door open and got into my room. I picked up my phone and saw that my dad had seen my message and replied. I put a call across to him then I put the phone on loud speaker before placing it on the closet's island while I changed out of my clothes. "Miel." He said as soon as he picked up. (Honey.) "Hola Papa." I said, glad that I was finally hearing from him (Hello dad.) "How are you?" He asked. "I'm okay, how are you?" I said. "I'm well." He said lowly. "Are you sure? You don't sound so good." I pointed out, letting worry seep through m
Damien's POV; I watched her sleep. She looked so peaceful and so cute too, dare I say, angelic. I moved a strand of hair out of her face as I watched her sigh in her sleep. I really wanted to kiss her so bad but I could not. I had to respect her wishes, she did not want me touching her so I had to keep my hands to myself. I was going to take Aiden's advice to try to win her over and eventually confess that I had feelings for her, so I was going to start by getting to know her better and maybe opening up on a few things about myself if she asked. I picked myself up from where I sat staring at her and got out of bed. I had a few things to sort out in my study, so I could take the day off and chill. I dropped a small kiss on her forehead before exiting the room, slowly shutting the door behind me. **** "Hey mom." I said the moment I walked into the living room. I saw that she was about heading out. "Oh hi honey." She made me lean down as she kissed my cheek. "Off to somewhere?" I
Ariana's POV; "Shit." I heard him cuss under his breath as the camera flashes kept coming. He signalled for his guards to come closer and then he instructed that they put a call through to one of the drivers to come get us. Damien had already pulled me to his side and had my face down. When one of his guards came and told us that we had a car ready for us, he pulled me up and got us outside. The flashes increased as we stepped out of the cafe and headed towards the vehicle. I slid in quickly and he followed me while a guard shut the door behind us. I shook my head. "This is just crazy. It's almost like someone tips them off whenever we're around." I said aloud. "You think?" He raised his eyebrows amusedly. "So I'm right after all? You celebs go through a lot." I said with an exaggerated tired sigh. "You're a celeb too you know." He said and I turned to him. "That's because I'm married to you, nothing else makes me a celebrity." I pointed out. "Don't think about it l
"I don't have anything to wear." I whined as soon as I set my eyes on Damien when he walked into the room. His eyebrow quirked and he narrowed his grey eyes at me before looking around the room in silent question. He was half way through dressing up and I still was not ready. I had to call him for help because I had no idea what to do with myself. "You said I did not have to buy you a dress because you had it covered." He pointed out and I nodded. "I just felt like buying a new dress when I have a plethora of clothes I haven't even used is a waste of resources." I reasoned out. "You don't see me complaining." He said and walked towards my closet. I followed him quickly, I did not want him seeing anything he was not supposed to. He stood by the island in the middle of the large closet and darted his eyes back and forth while my eyes followed his actions. He smirked when his eyes fell on something, I wondered what it was and I was about asking when he turned to me. "You'll wear what
Damien's POV;It took a lot to get my mind off her because she looked way too beautiful. I knew I had picked the perfect dress the moment I saw her in it. She looked drop dead gorgeous. And the way she carried herself with so much poise and grace, I could not help but keep my eyes glued to her all through the day.We were currently on our way to the wedding reception. Seeing her cry earlier did things to me. There was a high possibility that she was thinking about our wedding all through and the fact that it brought tears to her eyes gave me mixed signals. Was she crying because she reminisced on how beautiful our wedding was? Or, was she feeling like it was the day I trapped her and she knew there was no turning back? I honestly did not know what to think. I really just wanted to enjoy the moments I spent with her while it lasted and though I knew she did not plan on being around for much longer than she was supposed to, I was willing to give her all the comfort and care I could give
Ariana's POV; I was happy for Eleanor. She had a man like Reginald who was head over heels in love with her and treated her like a queen she truly is. The way he looked at her adoringly, had my heart aching to be loved like that. This was more than just the wedding excitement, it was true love at its best. "Nine months more, Ariana." I said to myself in a whisper. No I was not mad at Damien at all, at least not after he apologized to me the way he did. It was surprising but it also meant we had made immense progress cause I never thought I would see the day when Damien would apologize without trying to justify his mistake. That was really impressive. We were home now and I had been in my room ever since we returned from the wedding. I just wanted to be alone and think about certain things. Things I did not even know about. My door came open and Damien walked in like he owned the place. He literally does though. "Hey, I've been looking for you all over the place." He said, leaning
Third Person's POV; Three years later... "Are you kidding?" Damien asked, putting down Damon who had jumped on him the moment he stepped into the house and refused to be set down until they had arrived to meet his mother in the master bedroom. "Carried you for nine months only for you to not just look exactly like your father but also be so attached to him." Ariana had muttered sourly when Damon wouldn't come to her nor Darian who was the more reserved kid. The twins turned out to have more of their father's genes than hers, from the eyes to hair color, down to the nose and almost everything they did was like Damien. She found it more unfair cause they were identical. Now this was what led to the matter at hand. "Irma..." He dragged out, tugging off his jacket before unbuttoning his shirt. "I'm not kidding. I found out today." She said, getting up from the bed as she flipped her hair to the back. "How come?" He was in a maze of shock. "How else do people get pregnant?" She sarc
Final chapter Damien's POV; It had been way over an hour. She squeezed my palm so tightly as she pushed, screaming her lungs out while at it. I just wanted to cry but I had to be strong for her. "I'm tired, I'm so tired." She sobbed, her voice had gone hoarse from all that screaming. She had hair glued to her forehead due to sweat. It broke my heart to see her like this but she still looked so effortlessly beautiful. "Come on babe, we can do this." I encouraged her. She was panting heavily. "You're crowning, you're almost there!" The nurse yelled. She pushed again with all her might, grunting deeply until we heard the first cry of a baby. I wanted to jump and pump my fist in the air until I remembered we still had another baby to think about. She laid down breathing heavily for a minute or so before she pushed hard again at the nurse's instruction and once again, we heard the cry of our second child. Our twins were finally here! I kissed her before joining the the family to c
Ariana's POV; "Twins?!" Damien looked like he was about to faint. He accompanied me for my doctor's appointment as usual and we just found out that we're expecting twins. I swallowed and blinked rapidly, trying to fight the overjoyed smile that was clawing on to my face. Someone wanted just one but his sperm had other plans. "Ariana, I only agreed to having one baby and now we're going to have two of them?! How?" He loosened a few buttons on his shirt. "I don't have twins in my family so this is definitely your fault." I shrugged, smiling at the doctor as he congratulated us. "Oh well, at least you wouldn't have to bother me for another baby in future." He shrugged. Well that's what he thought but time would tell if I was going to have more kids or not. Damien had been the sweetest though. He carried me like an egg just like everyone else back at the house. Gosh! They wouldn't let me lift a finger after we announced that we were expecting during one of our usual Sunday brunch
Weeks later... I stared down at the beautiful bare bodied woman laying under me that morning. There was something different about her. "Your body's changing." I said plainly, pulling out after I cummed inside her. "What are you talking about?" She asked with a frown. I shook my head. "Nothing at all, just go clean up." I got off her and dragged my pants so I could put them on. I picked up my phone and to do my little research on what I knew about women. She went into the bathroom and came out of the closet in one of my shirts that looked like a dress on her. I watched as she picked up her comb from the vanity and began styling her disheveled hair. "Ariana?" I called out to her. "Yeah babe?" She answered, turning to glance at me before staring back at herself in the mirror. "Are you pregnant?" The comb reflexively dropped from her hand, while she stayed stiff in front of the mirror. "What?" She asked trying to regain her composure. A bit too late, if you ask me. "I asked you
My head pounded as I strained my eyes open."Where am I?" I groaned out, staring at the unfamiliar room."Hello Mrs Kingston."My eyes bulged at the sight of the nurse."Hello." I managed to respond."The doctor's already on his way." She smiled a little too widely for my comfort so I just stared back at her for a few seconds before nodding slightly.The door soon came open. "Hello madam. How are you feeling?""I have a headache and I still feel a bit drowsy." I said. "You'll be fine in not time it's just one of the symptoms.""What symptoms?""Well I have news for you." He said, opening up and envelope containing a sheet of paper. "Congratulations, you're four weeks pregnant."I sat up abruptly. "What?!" I exclaimed, with my eyes almost popping out of their sockets as I grabbed the test result from him. I saw it for myself, it wasn't a prank.Oh shit! "Wow uhm, this is great news." I said, hiding how worried the news got me."Can I go home now?" I asked, looking around for my st
"Why's Zara so shy?" I asked while Kumar took pictures of me in front of the Royal Palace of Madrid. Damien and I were up early and out of the house to go get Kumar who was going to take us round the city. Our first stop was of course having breakfast at a nice spot before finding our way down to the Palace. "Well uh, she's been through a lot." He said, coming over to show me the photos. "Like what?" I asked, absentmindedly swiping the pictures."I'm not sure it's in my place to tell but Zara was born with a hole in her heart." He sighed, taking the phone from my hand.My hands flew to my mouth as a gasp eluded me."She's always so weak and she believes she's going to die soon so she just keeps to herself all the time. She doesn't even have friends." He said.It felt so bad for her."But the hole can be fixed via surgical procedures right?" "Yeah," he nodded before his eyes drooped.Why hasn't it been done? I wanted to ask but he beat me to it."But we can't afford it." "Oh." I u
"I'm sorry I didn't try hard enough to see you and your father even once. I just didn't have the means." Karla wept. I don't know how but my feet put me in front of her with my knees on the ground and I was soon locked in a warm embrace. "Ay tía!" I sobbed. (Oh auntie!) "Te amo. Siempre tengo." She said, rubbing on my hair. (I love you. I always have) "I'm sorry about the death of your father." I sobbed just a little more at the reminder. "Raj came into my life just before I lost your mother and he's been the best thing that ever happened to me." She stared at him lovingly. "You knew my mother?" I asked him, wiping her eyes. "Yes, though briefly, I know first-hand that she was a beautiful person, inside and out." He said. I smiled and turned back to Karla. "Do you have a picture of her?" I asked. "It's back at our house." She said. "When can I come visit?" I eagerly asked. "Anytime you want." "Babe?" I snapped my head towards Damien. "We'll join you for dinner tomorrow ev
Ariana's POV; "Oh no!" I palmed my forehead whilst shutting my eyes tightly. "Still can't find it?" He worriedly questioned.I shook my head in the negative. "I can't believe I forgot to pack it." I said more to myself than him."Shit babe! Why would you forget something so important?" He actually looked like he had seen a ghost. Was he that scared of us having babies? "I'm sorry, it's just, I-" I didn't know what else to say. "Tell me, you're safe please." He clasped his palms together in plea. I swallowed. I wasn't sure cause the contraceptives had been messing with my cycle ever since I started using them so I really hadn't been keeping track of it. But I couldn't tell him that, it would ruin our entire trip. So, I lied. "I'm safe, I promise." "You're sure?" He probed further and the guilty pang in my heart increased."Uh huh." I nodded. "You said you have something to show me?" I quickly changed the topic, reminding him of the reason why we were in Madrid. We ditched the
My legs shook underneath me and were going to give way if I wasn't careful enough. I blinked rapidly, inhaling and exhaling in quick successions. "You do know you guys aren't actually getting married again and just reaffirming your vows right?" That was the ever so realistic Brianna. "It just feels different. Very different from the first time. And worse still my dad isn't here with me." I finally let the dams flow. "Oh no baby. Group hug guys!" She hollered, calling for all ladies in the room asides the stylists. We were situated in one of the rooms in the West wing. For some reason Ma Rosa thought it was a bad omen for us to see each other before the ceremony. We were already married so what was the fuss? I asked, but everyone else agreed, boxing Damien and I into a tight corner. The week had been hectic and filled with work and we hadn't had time for each other. Putting us apart for the last two days was hell especially because we hadn't had any good deep action throughout th