I walked into the restaurant quickly saying hello to all the workers present. "Hi Ari!" That was Nolan, my colleague and only friend around here. "Hey Nolan, cómo estás?" I said, giving him a fist bump. I'm Spanish and so is Nolan. "Estoy bien. Are you okay?" He asked, staring closely at the dark circles around my eyes. "I'm alright, just couldn't sleep last night." I shrugged. "Now that's serious." He said worriedly. "I'm fine Nolan." I rolled my eyes with a smile. Nolan is such a caring person and is really good looking as well. With a 6'2 height, thick curly brown hair and hickory brown eyes that are so entrancing, he usually turned heads wherever he went. "Bebita, you don't ever lose your sleep, what's wrong?" He stated. Ugh, he knew me too well. "Nothing, really." I said dismissively. I did not want to think nor talk about it. It was just "Alright, just take it easy okay?" "I will Nolan, Gracias." I gave a quick peck on the cheek before heading into the changing room t
I froze in place as soon as I met his gaze. I could barely register what was going on because I was in awe of how much of a beauty this man was. His grey orbs captured me first, then I drank the whole sight in. He's about 6'4 in height towering over my 5'6, his thick black hair was styled perfectly atop his head. His pink lips were just about full and thin at the same time, perfect. His tanned skin shone in the light and his suit did nothing to hide his well built body. His clean shaven face had my hands itching to touch it, strangely enough. He looked too good to be real. "Now, if you're done checking me out, can we get down to business?" He stated dryly, just like he was bored but his face gave nothing away. The statement startled me, my cheeks burned and I felt somewhat embarrassed. "Yes, sorry." I whispered, going on to take a seat in front of him. He stared down at me for a while before taking his seat opposite me. "I'm sorry, are you the person my father owes?" I asked clue
Hours went by with me thinking of what to wear. I barely had anything to wear indoors and now I had to prepare for a date. I paced the room for a while deep in thought, until sleep drew me in. Incessant knocks on the front door drew me out of my slumber and I trudged out to open it and was overwhelmed by the amount of ladies that trooped into my room. "Excuse me, I think you're in the wrong suite" I tried to redirect them. "You're Ariana right?" A certain woman asked surprising me. "Yes, how do you know my name?" "Oh sorry darling, it must be a surprise. We're from Mr. Kingston, he asked that we get you ready for your date tonight." She explained surprising me even more. "Oh okay." "Now now, go take a shower so we can get started, your date is by seven and it's past three already." She spun me around and pushed me towards the bedroom with her crew following closely behind. The next few hours went by in a blur. So many hands, so much pricking, stretching, curling, poking a
As soon as we arrived, I quickly got out of the vehicle and stomped to my suite shutting the door behind me. I stared down at the flashy gold diamond encrusted jewelry, I now had on my left ring finger. It was way too much for me. I didn't think I could fit into such a lifestyle, I just wanted to run and hide. In all my rage I took off my clothes, took a shower and slid under the covers. It seemed like a routine to be pissed off by this man. I slept off soon after wondering when it'll be possible to go back home, I missed my apartment. The next morning my phone was buzzing with calls and texts. News sure spread like wildfire. There was no way I could deny that it was me in those pictures. It was so obvious. Bloggers were soon to start digging deep into my details and that would become a bother so I ran straight to the main cause of all this chaos. I was told he was in his office and would not be available until much later but I couldn't wait. I was about leaving the suite, I spott
I stayed in my suite for the rest of the day. The thought of meeting his family had me nervous. It was too soon. It was quite understandable because the wedding was in just a month but I was still yet to recover from the shock of yesterday.I stared at my phone longingly for a few seconds. I had followed Damien's advise and put it off. I only managed to get a text across to my father to assure him that I was fine. I saw messages from Nolan but I couldn't bring myself to reply at that point. I sighed at the thought of how I was going to handle all the questions that he would throw at me. The contract had me bound and I could not disclose the truth to anyone except it was authorized. This was a heavy burden on my shoulders, I never lied but now my whole life was becoming one.I sat in a lotus position on the bed, staring out the window so deep in thought, I had shut my surroundings out."Ariana."It was funny, I thought my mi
"Damien!" A sweet female voice exclaimed out of nowhere. She looked dazzling with blonde hair and bright blue eyes but she had a petite frame and looked really small compared to Damien. Her outfit looked so expensive and I somewhat felt intimidated, I couldn't compete with that. "Hey mum..." He said with a little bit of a smile. Wait, what? I stared at him, mouth agape. Maybe it's just a nickname. I tried assuring myself. "How are you baby?" She asked fondly, bringing him close so she could place a peck on his cheek. "I'm fine mum, how are you?" He replied, still holding her close. "Hey bro!" A young handsome, blonde, blue eyed guy who seemed like the male version of the woman in front of me, came close and shook hands with Damien who glared at him. "What did I do this time?" The blonde dude rolled his eyes. "You weren't at the site to supervise the workers even after I instructed you to." Damien gritted sternly with a hard gaze on the poor guy. "Damien... Now, now, this isn't
Damien's POV; I looked to my left and realized that she was asleep already and she looked so adorable while at it. She had the most adorable pout on her lips as she slept and snored softly. In as much I did not give a damn what my family thought about her, I was somewhat relieved that they welcomed her warmly. Tracy was cold, however. I knew my mother would be over the moon because she was worried that I would never get to settle down. She was of the belief that I was closed off because I had no special someone in my life. I almost rolled my eyes at that, she believed in love and all those mushy stuff way too much. I looked back at Ariana who was getting more comfortable on the chair, moaning softly as she adjusted. This woman is beautiful but I couldn't tell her that, I didn't want her getting any ideas. I was marrying her just for my business and to boost my reputation in the eyes of the world. We had to be the perfect couple but only for the world to see. I couldn't let mys
After my obvious and somewhat embarrassing staring session, Damien led me into the jet. The interiors almost knocked me off my feet. It was so magnificent, I could live in there for the rest of my life. "You can sit now." He said sardonically. That was when I noticed he was already seated with his laptop placed in front of him. I was perplexed. Why was he seating comfortably? I watched one of the air hostesses hoist a black suitcase that obviously wasn't mine into the luggage compartments. "You're coming with me?" I asked dumbly. "What does it look like?" He answered in a clipped tone. "Yeah, sorry." I mumbled, taken aback by his terse response. I sat quietly and buckled up for the ride. We soon took off, I watched him from the corner of my eye as he continued working on his laptop while the plane was in the air. I played games on my phone for a while before drifting off into a short sleep. When I woke up, I had nothing to say to him, neither hi