"Get away from me!" He snapped at her brutally, shattering her heart. "Stop this madness Damon," she snarked back at him looking dead in his eyes. "I don't need you, not anybody. Just get away," he gritted his teeth looking at her with barbaric eyes. "Take deep breaths, Damon. Follow me," she spoke softly as if she was dealing with a stubborn kid having his temper tantrum because of losing his favourite toy. He stared blankly at her before following her words. She was dazed up by the wounded look of Damon and without any second thoughts she cradled him in her arms. Surprisingly he was willing to coil his big frame in her tiny arms for comfort. It felt right for both of them. His arms tightened around her pulling her to him without his concern. The automated actions of his body made him lean his forehead over hers."Take a deep breath, Damon. You are okay. Take a deep breath." She said softly, her hands caressing in
She knew what was tormenting him inside his head.The adrenaline rush and her morals came back with a rough hit on her head and made her pull away like a jet ski. She scrambled out of his hold and stood on the edge of the bed with her back facing him. The sudden push from her broke his bubble of infatuation and desire and let the reality seep in. Taking the reins of his self-control his head was back into proper functioning. He knew the short-circuited thoughts of self restrain caused by Ria would take a lot of distance and hurtful words from her. If not he would be lured into the magic again.Taking his deep breath again but this time to calm his infatuation towards the teenager he fixed his gaze on Ria who was holding her head in her hands. Her hands tugged at the delicate roots of her hair making him wince. He loved her hair so much to the extent he wanted to sleep on the silk tresse. "I'm sorry Ria," he apologiz
In the past few days it was impossible for him to get his decent sleep without his mind being indecent about the scornful beauty cursing at him through his eyes. The distress of not being able to talk to her and meet her was getting his pants in a twist. "What?" Arianna asked him unaware of the swallowed words of his. "I said all you have to do to kill me is stare at me.""Why aren't you dead yet?" she asked leaning back on her chair with a sarcastic smile plastered across her lips."I wasn't done yet, honey. Stare at me with love and I'll die every moment," Damon flirted making Arianna flush at his comment. The smirk he carried on his stupidly handsome face made me want to ruin it for all, her head cussed."You are crazy!" she blurted irritated at how his words were affecting her heart."Be there at the parking lot in 10, sweetheart," Damon said with a charming smile. Arianna's cheeks were a red party, flushing her face with the intense shade. Her hea
"Earlier in the morning I met Prof. Darius," Arianna said and looked down at her hands on her lap. Taking a breath she looked at Anna who gave her a timid nod indicating non-verbally that she was in tune with her confession.Arianna continued, "Do you remember the project I had been working on under the guidance of Prof. Max?" Anna nodded in agreement. She can faintly recall the paper works Arianna had been following in the past months."Since he departed, it's been given to Damon to handle. He even agreed to help me with my paperwork and the stupid professor asked me to be his help like his personal assistant. Not exactly what he said but it implies me tagging Damon along until I'm done with my papers. I feel like throwing up already!" Arianna grunted in erupting fury. Anna stayed silent and let the words sink inside her head. "Ms Reynolds," they heard a voice that interrupted their conversation. It was her professor who had his stringent expression hovering on his face."Yes, profes
NarrationDamon followed Arianna towards the parking space. The girls in the parking lot pruned to automated girl speakers that exuded loud giggles and shrieks as Damon passed by them and hopped into his brand-new Tesla. The sleek black vehicle was a heart stealer at first sight. The sexy cuts and dips in the body made Arianna pant at its hotness. She was head over heels for the brand-new tesla. Her head was preoccupied with the thundering vehicle that created a menacing aura in the air. Taking a slow turn, Damon stopped right in front of Arianna. Rolling down the mirror he espied at Arianna and tilted his head to the side indicating her non-verbally to get in. Damon was comfortably laid back in the luxurious seat of the magnanimous vehicle wearing his Rayban shades. The luxury vehicle lost every inch of hotness when she witnessed Damon. He was the epitome of the most desirable male species to exist on the face of the earth. He looked like a chiselled piece of work of art from heave
Arianna WilsonMy eyebrows furrowed when his cheeks gave life to the rosy hue that dilated along his face and neck. Fat beads of pearl-like droplets clouded along his temple and trickled down slowly. Why was he sweating under air condition? Is he about to have a panic attack? My unhindered thoughts rampage halted when he netted, "Can you stop invading my privacy with your incredulous eyes? Keep up your manners Ms Reynolds." A burning rage conquered my eyes hearing him. Gritting my teeth I inclined back into the seat and averted my gaze outside the window. _________________________"Ria, I had jotted the key hints that you can rely on for the case study. And when we look into a broader aspect the relationship between CVD and depression is interrelated. Nothing that you don't know but we shall collect some reports from the IPD tomorrow," Damon forwarded the notepad he had scribbled his notes on. He got bolde
Arianna WilsonWaves of indescribable warmth and an exotic sense of belonging washed all over me crippling by sane thoughts of avoiding him."Your scent ruins everything," Damon muttered and straightened on his back before he departed. Your scent ruins everything! What the crap? What does he imply with that? Did he just say that I stink? Holy crap! My head dipped to my shoulders and smelled myself. Not even a trace of sweat or an offensive odour emanated from me. My scent felt refreshing and good. Why did he just say that? Does he not like the distinct white musky odour with a mixture of rain dew? Or perhaps he had a weird allergy to good scents?I hate you, Damon!Cursing him inside his head I decided to continue my data collection. I randomly scribbled the words that seemed pretty important to me. Quizzical thoughts ran a marathon inside my wandering mind regarding the way I smell and the annoying pro
We were driving back home with a calming silence enveloping us. In an unforeseen moment, a little pup jumped out of nowhere, making Damon take a brash cut and making me jerk from my seat. A little girl who looked like a 10-year-old apologized before thanking him and carried the little pup out of the driveway. "My bad. It was sudden. You okay?" Damon asked her, concerned, reading my face for any trace of injury. "I'm okay," I nodded my head in a reassuring manner which made him resume his driving. The squeaky turn and brash cut blew my head away. It fascinated me to see the control he held in everything he did. It was unintentional when my invading eyes traced his long hands that elegantly held the steering in his steel grip. He was a classic driver. Do you mean a sexy driver Ari? My mind whistled.Shut up, Ari!He is driving me nuts. My mind was still jerky though it's been a couple of minutes from the little stunt the adorable pup pulled at us. "That was a good cut. You are a
Arianna WilsonI found myself staring at the most exotic view of the city. A private spot with a balcony. My breath hitched at the sight of the most beautiful romantic date set-up and extravagance oozing at its best. The city lights and the shimmering stars were competing with each other to outshine the other. The brush of wind was an old melody with a luring chorus of romance. "Why are we here?" I mused lost in thoughts of the emerging fondness and solace. I felt calmness takeover my chaotic head and soothe my inner turmoil. "I'm starving, Ria." He drawled lazily before dragging me to the dinner set-up. I gawked at him unlady-like when he pulled my seat acting so gentlemanly. What was wrong with him? Oh, the fake dating deal! Is he taking his practice sessions now? Everything in me screamed against my stupid ministrations of taking up the seat he offered. I was not Arianna Wilson but Damon King's Spooked Ragdoll right now. I curiously followed
Arianna WilsonMy grandparents hated me because my dad got married to my mum, a girl of not their choice. My mum was a kindergarten teacher and my dad happened to see her one fine day. They fell in love soon after. A modern Cinderella story was all it is and even after all these years, they couldn't accept me or my mum. According to my grandparents, Arianna Wilson was the sinister younger sister trying to take away all the goodness of their worldly treasure Elena Wilson. Fucking foot!I hate them so badly. They plotted anything and everything to ruin my parent's wedding from the start. And now they plot to exploit my dad's love for them by backbiting about their grandchildren. It was fucking crazy but what not? I was living the fairytale life but my life sucked to have no shoulders to lay my head on when I needed them. Not even Anna knew my past nor anybody. I don't trust anybody enough. I just couldn't. "Elena, you are the most b
Arianna Reynolds"Elena?" A gruff male voice interrupted our conversation. Should I say, Damon taunting the life out of Elena's session was coming to a halt to my dismay? She seemed relieved to look at the male who was 6 ft 1 inches in height and well defined muscles contorting his tux. The guy looked roughly in his mid-thirties and an awfully familiar face. His eyes were deep embers and his jaw was straight cut. He held a wine glass in his hand and looked at us with surprise. An impressive male specimen with brown hair but he would be considered average when you put the picture beside Damon. Boy, he was heartless goodies poured into a suit to twist and turn the sanity of women kind. Why the hell am I comparing this guy with him? "Baby," Elena's voice broke my thoughts and I stepped into reality with my guts waiting to heave it all over her face. Why does she have that fake-innocent and mostly viper-like voice that makes me gag every time she talks to any male? Throwing me a nasty l
Arianna WilsonHe walked away with his tensed shoulders and stood in a distance where the noise was less. I can see his silhouette in the darkness throwing some random orders to a probably fine stranger who had to bear his temper tantrums. "Please." A desperate plea. Why was he desperate for a girlfriend? He can get any girl he wants in a snap of his fingers. Hell, he gets them even now. But why me? Hot blood suffused my cheeks as I recalled his words. The blotching red on my face would make Damon doubt I was brutally slapped or punched by the time he was away. It was turning hot and I dabbed my cheeks to calm the freaking hormones. It's not like we are a thing. It's a fake arrangement.Wait, why does he need a fake deal?He never had a girlfriend in the times of his jock history or before. So it's utterly impossible to get back with his ex. At least he wasn't using me to get back with
Arianna Wilson"I'm sorry for that but trust me you need to help me with this. I need to get away with this tonight." Skillfully cloaking his distress under a romantic smile, he made a show as if he was engaged in a romantic conversation with his high school sweetheart which was certainly-not-certainly me."You are sick in your head!" The furious words glided like silk on a loop. So soft and fragile. Why was I carrying on the pretext when it's the least I ever wanted?"It's complicated. Just be my fake date. I'll explain when we are alone. Almost every eye is piercing us, Ria." He tugged at me into a whirl before I landed right back into his arms. He flipped us into the romanti-check-book list and made sure everything was a tick.Chest-chest.Eyes to eyes.Laboured breaths.His hands are in my hair.Mine in his neck.Lips quivering.Sinfully bothered with one another and an inevi
Arianna WilsonWe continued our walk with minimal touch with each other but his hands traced mine in an occasional mellow rub. A soul-shattering howl of the dogs crippled my nerves into a tense bundle and I was jittery all the way to the alley. A night alley walk with an arrogant git and ferocious dogs howling nearby was a pet peeve at this point. The merciless winter breeze was slamming at me in sheer mockery for agreeing to the damn ride. A jolt of electricity rippled my body when he offered me a loop-sided grin before his calloused palms wrapped around my small wrist. Burns settled bone deep with his touch and I wasn't sure I was trembling because of the winds anymore. Reality dawned on me when he dragged us through a backdoor of what looked unholy and alarming. We continued until I came face to face with the booming music blasting my ears. The place was hardly lit and he dragged me with him canopied in his arms.
Arianna Wilson7.59 p.m."I'm waiting outside." I read the text and sighed in vexation before picking up my black leather jacket and pairing it with my high-neck blouse and black fitted jeans. I was mentally exhausted with so much drama for the day and to garnish my mess to its horrendous form Damon has to add his crap in by forcing me to go out with him. If he was forcing me, why am I not resisting to my fullest? I sighed when I saw my unread text by Anna. That girl was driving me nuts with her abrupt stillness from my life. Picking up my backpack and phone I exited through the main door before locking it. I was staying in my condo since the whole damn mansion was so scary and burdening without my family. They were on a trip to Europe and I was comfortable staying in my condo all alone. I took the lift and checked myself on the mirror in the elevator before I gave a mild touch-up.I exited after the click sound of the lift and waltzed into the lobby with a couple of eyes sweeping u
NarrationAnna espied Arianna's car that exited the mighty campus. She could tell something was off with her best friend but couldn't find in herself to come forward and comfort her when she was drowning in a hell hole every time she saw them together. Every time she saw Arianna and Damon together she was losing her love for Arianna. Arianna was someone she could never bear losing but looking at Damon's eyes always trailing her best friend in such a way he had never done with any girl and how her emotions affect him so badly rusted the bond she shared with Arianna. The sheet clasped between her palms reached the ground. They weren't in good form when they hit the ground and rather had met a crushing meet in her hands. Hurriedly she wiped her tears before the crowd could notice and evade the murmuring swarm of curious students. _________________________Princess? What the fuck did you drink that you turned an utter b
Arianna ReynoldsThe drive back to university was twisting my nerves. No more exchanges between us and the tension were palpable in the air. Albeit my head was lost and there was a stinging pang in my chest I still carried my pretence of being engrossed in my phone. Trust me it was very hard to carry out the stupid charade with Damon to have his gaze wander over me now and then. "Ria?" I heard him whisper my name with uncertainty. Instead of looking at him I looked out the window and found myself staring at the majestic parking of my university. Choosing not to answer him I gripped my black backpack and unlocked his car to get down. Spinning on my legs I rushed towards my car to get away from there. My troubled heart was aching when I heard him confess my existence in his life. It was harsh and accusing. Thoughts like I should quit my project and hide away from his shadow crept into my head but before I could come up with a conclusion I was dragged into sturdy arms. My eyes widened