"Today on entertainment news, Billionaire business mogul, Damien Kingston is rumoured to have allegedly been involved in a contract marriage to his newly wedded wife. Our source says that they had seen the contract for themselves and that their marriage is a sham.This is coming just three months after his sudden proposal and two months after the extravagant wedding which seemed rushed by the way, all these facts point to a solid proof of their marriage possibly being a sham." The news anchor recited and I just wanted to shrink and hide away from everyone. I turned to Damien who was looking really furious. I got scared. "Damien, I promise, I did not tell anyone about our deal, I-" I said hurriedly before he cut me off. "This has nothing to do with you at all. I know exactly who did this." He clenched his jaw and fists simultaneously as he brought out his phone that had already started ringing. I picked up my phone and it was the same thing. Social media was in a frenzy over this
I ironed out the creases on my blush pink form hugging corporate dress with puffy sleeves. The makeup artist had come and gone after giving me a bold look with a cat eye, matte lipstick and pale pink eye shadow. I loved it. My hair was straightened out and my edges were finely laid. Yes, we were heading for an interview to clear the air concerning the chaos that had been going on since two days ago. The PR team came and brushed us-specifically me- through about how to answer questions thrown at us. Damien had told me about the interview while we were in bed the other night. I was relieved when he slept without any nightmares haunting him. Last night, I slept in his room, it was almost like it was a routine to choose between our rooms every night. It was cute and I smiled whenever I thought about it. We were sort of making progress after all. Aiden gave me a few days off so everything could die down and I was so grateful. I could not imagine myself leaving for work anytime soon.
Third Person POV; Aleena screamed so loud when she saw the news. She had seen Damien in an interview accompanied by that middle class girl. How could he debunk those rumors just like that?! She paced the room back and forth in a frenzy. Her irritation had greatly increased because of the news. She should have waited, she really should have. This was what her anger had pushed her into. When Tracy had called to let her know of the happenings in the mansion concerning Damien's return and extravagant apology, she grew mad. Damien never apologized to anyone, ever! But there he was being all romantic to some classless little girl. He was beginning to develop a soft spot for her, she was sure of it l, so she did the next best thing that came to mind. She asked that Tracy leaked what they had found out immediately to a friend in a prestigious media house and as expected, the news spread like wildfire but it was not enough. She had expected a different reaction from Damien but no, he ha
Ariana's POV; "What are you doing here?!" Tracy spat, glaring at me. "I just wanted to make sure you're okay." I said softly to her. "I didn't ask for your help." She muttered coldly as she washed her face. She reached for a disposable towel and wiped her face and mouth with it as she kept glaring at me through the mirror spitefully. She stumbled a little and I held her from falling. "Are you okay?" I asked worriedly, she looked really pale. "I'm fine." She said and walked out on me. I walked behind her and we both went into the dining room where everyone was seated waiting for us with worried looks on their faces. Tracy soon held her head and stumbled again before she lost consciousness. I caught her before she could reach the floor. Aiden rushed over and lifted her in his arms protectively. "Let's take her to the hospital!" He yelled. "No, let's call the doctor." Damien said and was already putting a call across before anyone could speak. Aiden looked like he wanted to pro
I stood in front of Avilla Corp contemplating how to face everyone in the office after my absence owing to the previous week's fiasco. I walked into my office and saw that Stephanie was seated there already. I guessed I was late this time because I always came in before her. "Hi Mrs Kingston." She said as soon as she spotted me and I froze. Of course, she had heard, just like everyone else, no wonder the stares did not stop as I walked through the hall, down to my office. I shut my eyes and turned to her. "Good morning Stephanie." I bade with a nervous smile. "Why did you not tell me about 'the' Damien Kingston being your mystery husband?" She asked, straight to the point as always. "Mystery?" I said, confused at how she thought my husband was a mystery being. "Answer my question." She dismissed mine with a wave. "It never came up?" I defended weakly. "Oh I'm sure it did. You just decided to hide it away from all of us." She countered. Then she paused and made a face like she
Ariana's POV; I groaned as I slid down to the bathroom floor. I heard him slam the door when he left my bedroom, I did not want a fight but here we were again. I was tired. I got out of my clothes and took a shower to calm my nerves. I reached for my towel when I was done then I headed to my closet to pick up one of my pajamas. I put it on and headed straight for bed, my appetite was long gone so there was no dinner for me. I folded myself like a foetus and slept. **** I willed myself to not look at him when he came down for breakfast and left. No one noticed since they were engrossed in their meals. I got called by the head of my department shortly after breakfast and was told I was given a day off. This had Damien written all over it and I knew it would have been worse if I was working at his company. I did not want him interfering with my work and I wished he would just stop it already. We did not say anything to each other and I just knew that he was going to run away like h
I walked into a small but very tasteful looking cafe not so far from the villa along the busy streets of LA. I sat, looking around the finely furnished place which had only just a few customers waiting around for their orders. Miguel had gone to get me my order even when I insisted that he did not have to. I took a sip from my juice and surfed through my phone as I did, reading some work emails. I looked up and saw someone who looked oddly familiar seated not so far away from me. She was wearing a black leather jacket with some dark shades and looked like she was trying to keep a low profile. I went over and said hello, just to satisfy my curiousity. "Hi." I waved and she looked at me through her shades. "Hello, do I know you?" She asked politely and from the sound of her voice, I knew it was her. "No you don't, but I know you." I said with a confident smile etched on my face. "You do?" She questioned in an indecipherable tone. "Yes I do? You're Brianna Ellen." I said with a wi
Damien's POV; Her words had a way of getting to me and she obviously did not how much they did. We were not in a real relationship but I did not expect her to kick my words to the curb just like that. Those words let me know how she truly felt about me and I did not even understand why they bothered me so much. I reached for my luggage that she had packed up really well and rolled my suitcase out of my room. I said a quick goodbye to Walter, telling him to let Ma Rosa know I had left. I knew she would not stay mad at me for too long anyways. I drove myself to the hangar, parked my vehicle and then got into the aircraft. Since I had informed the team about the trip earlier, we took off in no time. It was going to be a long flight and I made sure I was prepared for it. I spent a few hours working and then I slept for the rest. An hour to the end of the eleven hour flight, I came awake and awaited touch down. We landed safely, I exited the aircraft and got into the vehicle that had b
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