“So you having sex with her is just a one-time thing?” I asked with immense anger. “I….I didn’t know what came over me Arabella, I promise this won’t happen again.” He isn’t telling me what I want to hear. “Is this the first time?” I asked again and the line went silent again. I brought the phone
Arabella. I watched my best friend glare at the man beside me, I looked at her and then at Harry who also had the same look on his face which instantly turned to a grin. The look on Agnes's face was a first, I had never seen her look that way before like she wanted to beat him until he was dead, b
Arabella. “He cheated on me,” I repeated in case she didn’t hear it the first time. “I heard you Arabella,” she said in a small voice. “How? Why would he do that? You have done nothing but love him, I mean you both are so in love with each other so why would he do that?” She asked the same questi
Arabella. I’m currently lying on Agnes’s bed but wasn’t sleeping. I couldn’t sleep even with the banging headache and stuffy nose. I knew I would get sick from crying too much but I didn’t stop. The door opened and Agnes brought her head inside, she smiled softly as our eyes met and I returned her
“It’s the same one, Aggie. The same bastard who left me in high school,” I replied. “What does he want now? And why did he show his face now when he went MIA on you years ago?” She asked angrily. I shrugged, I had no answer for that: I didn’t know his reason for leaving, why he could leave without
Arabella. “What are you going to do now?” Agnes asked as she pulled from the hug. Honestly, I have no idea what I would do right now. I was thinking of getting a divorce, I can’t stay with a man who doesn’t think I’m enough for him. I wanted to leave him but that came with a price; my father’s lif
Arabella. There has never been a time I had to urge to hit somebody on the head so badly that they would hit the floor and not wake up for the next ten hours but right now I have that urge—so strong that it’s almost consuming me. Right now I have that urge to hit Ashton. “I swear that she’s the o
Arabella. I faced him and saw him looking at me…..with a smirk on his face. “Do you think you can survive out there with me?” Cocky bastard. “Without my help, my influence, and my money? Do you think your father could last a day or two more without getting his treatment the right way?” The one th
Ashton. I had a lot of trouble trying to avoid taking Sandra to the party I was invited to; but like the invite says I must come with a date and I have no other person but her. I was grumpy and mad the whole day, I couldn’t meet Arabella today or even take a glimpse of her from afar the way I have
Arabella. I sat quietly in the back of Alejandro’s car as his driver zoomed past stores and houses toward our destination. Alejandro and I haven’t spoken to each other since we left Aggie's house and I don’t think we need to speak to know what the other was thinking. His heated stare was on me th
Arabella. I was ready. My mind was made up and I was following Alejandro to the party tonight. My hand subconsciously touched the necklace on my neck. I have been doing that a lot tonight, I was nervous and also happy at the same time; nervous about going to this party with Alejandro and happy ab
I froze. He impregnated Ellie’s friend, does Ellie know? I’m sure she doesn’t because she wouldn’t be speaking with me if she knew my buddy fucked her best friend and not only that made her pregnant. “Does Ellie know about this?” I asked. That was the most important question on my mind right now.
Alejandro. I shook hands with Igor and his associates as they left my office. As much as I enjoyed doing business with them, I couldn’t wait to leave this damn country. I don’t mean to sound like I hate the country; no I don’t, I just have everything around me here except the most important one. M
Just then my phone dinged, I quickly brought it out and saw a text from him. Just as I thought, he was the one who sent it. “So, are you going to open it and see what’s inside or stare at it all day?” She asked and I rolled my eyes. Without sending a reply I placed my phone by my side and opened
Arabella. For what’s it worth I could not stop watching that damn video Alejandro sent to me, though at a point it was embarrassing but there is nothing like reliving the moment you had your first big orgasm after years of having years. I became addicted to it and I feared I wouldn’t be able to
Arabella. I couldn’t stop staring at the man standing in front of me, I am this close—my thumb and forefinger together but with little space—to lose it and call the freaking cops on him. I was ready to file for a restraining order, I mean his stalking has become too much and I hate it. I hated see
Ashton. One last flitting check in the mirror and I know I was ready for the day. A big bright smile crept up my lips. I was happy today and I have no idea, well maybe I do—the picture of a certain beauty popped up in my head. She’s the reason and I feel excited to see her already. My plan on gett