Arianna Wilson
Waves 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 proWe 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 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
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 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
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 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 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 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 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