Aria's pov; "Now, now, now, mate. I know you want to say it just as much as I want you to. You don't have to hide from me. I'd give you everything you ever wished for," Ronald said, still smiling while my anger was slowly starting to get to the roof. There was one thing about the way he stared into my eyes that made it appear like he knew about all the things I was hiding no matter how well I tried to do it from him. To me, it was like I didn't have my privacy to myself, with an intruder barging in at the most unpleasant time. "Shouldn't you be busy with college work or something? I'm guessing you don't have time to talk with me now," I said with a scornful laugh while trying to force my chin out of his hand but as it turned out, I seemed to have overestimated how much power he held within those fingers because after several attempts at trying to move my chin from his hold, it ended up being useless. Frustrated, I squeezed my eyebrows tightly to show my dissatisfaction,
Aria's pov; A lie. A total lie. .I loved every bit of Ronald pressing against my behind while I fought to control myself. Telling him 'no' was the best decision I felt I could have made, rather than doing something that would cause me troubles. Troubles I couldn't have foreseen - troubles that were only just going to hit me like a raging volcano. Even the thought of it was like having a snake crawl up my spine, leaving me with the sudden urge to just scream my lungs out. "You shouldn't tell lies now, should you?" Ronald's soft whisper into my ear was the last thing I needed at moments like this. I swallowed, cussing silently at the betrayal of my body which shivered in rhythm to his fingers trailing my wrist and my stomach. I could feel it. I could feel the heat despite how cold it was, and even the way his fingers kept toiling around my stomach, it was as if he was waiting for something before going all out. Was he waiting for me to give in? Never! I stubborn
Aria's pov: One second I was fighting against Ronald's subtle hold and then, the next second, i was facing him, my hands held to the back by one of his, and the other grabbing my chin gently. "Hey! Let go! What do you - hmmm," cold lips pressed against mine, intruding my mouth and going into every nook and corner of it that I hadn't been expecting. My hands limply moved beside me and I was embarrassed to say I couldn't even lift them up, talk more of using them to push Ronald away. It felt like his intruding kiss had drawn away every little bit of strength I had been saving for myself, rendering me helpless and useless. His tongue, like a well cultured dance slowly began to move around my mouth. Starting with tracing my lips gently, still keeping my mouths open with his and slowly sought its way in, seemingly like a gentleman. If it wasn't because of the way he had ceased me to himself, catching me off guard, then I might have thought he was a gentleman. Now, ev
Aria's pov:“Ohhhh!” I woke up with a loud shout, my back leaving the bed as I gasped for air. Immediately, I felt every single pain rock through my body, leaving me to regret my decision of standing up without thinking twice. Staring around me, it was obvious how different the one place in my dream had been compared to here. Every single breath I took made me aware of how realistic this was. Aside from the sound of footsteps filtering into my ears, the strong smell of disinfectant and drugs was a nightmare and it was difficult to still not know how different this was. Thinking back to the long dream I had, I was convinced that there were some spirit forces set aside to watch everyone in the real world in order to properly plot out what was going to happen in the dream. The more I thought about what happened, the more I was left to gape in surprise. How could all of that have happened just in the dream?“Miss Aria?...” The doctor calling out to me successfully brought me out of m
Third person's POV; Like the honest sound of rejection, the words said to him hours away kept replaying in Ronald's head. At first, when he heard her say it, he believed she had been talking to the doctor but upon closer admittance, he realised she was talking to no one but him. Sitting in the waiting room with his legs splayed apart and his head down, thoughts kept running through his head and emotions he had never felt. By the side, Lucas couldn't help but keep stealing glances at his Alpha who had remained in one position for the past hours, baffled as to what might be up. The young man who now looked better than he did for the past month chose not to be surprised by his Alpha since he had been there to witness many more surprising things when his mate had not only lost their baby but almost lost her life too. “A…lpha, you should clean up properly. The Luna might want to see you after this,” he said after battling internally with himself on whether or not to talk. Sayi
Aria's pov; “Mother!” I cried out, calling her name and allowing tears to fall freely from my face. It couldn't be helped that I was crying as miserable as this but she was almost like the only friend j had to comfort me at my lowest. “Oh my baby! My baby! Thank goodness you're okay,” she said, rubbing my hair in reassurance while I enjoyed her embrace. Aside from her no one else could give me this type of comfort I so desperately deserved. "I'm glad you're okay. I'm so sorry I'm so sorry," said my mother, still rubbing my hair and hugging me to herself. This time, I didn't complain about her show of affection and neither was I ready to. It was the best thing I could think of right now and getting it was what mattered the most. "Mother...," I cried again. Even with the amount of my tears that was staining her clothes, she didn't push me back out of irritation like others would. Her safe embrace called out to me, taunting me of what I had been missing for the past m
Third person's POV; Aria heaved a sigh as she finished bathing and turned off the shower. She took a towel from the clothing rack and wrapped it around her chest before walking out of the bathroom. She stopped in front of the door with her mouth wide open in shock as she sighted Ronald lying half naked on her bed, and also Damien sitting next to him with his eyes glued to his phone, also half naked. They were both wearing shorts and they looked extremely hot. Before she could utter a word, the door swung open, and a shrouded figure walked into the room. His presence commanded attention that drew Aria in and his eyes jumped slightly in surprise as he laid his eyes on her. “Guys, she is out, what are you guys waiting for? Let’s fuck her.” He remarked and walked over to Aria before she could speak. He gently pushed her jaw up to close her mouth and rested a hand on her plump lips. “What are you—” He muffled her words with his lips, kissing her roughly, her lips tasted sweet and w
Third person's POV; Aria heaved a sigh as she finished bathing and turned off the shower. She took a towel from the clothing rack and wrapped it around her chest before walking out of the bathroom. She stopped in front of the door with her mouth wide open in shock as she sighted Ronald lying half naked on her bed, and also Damien sitting next to him with his eyes glued to his phone, also half naked. They were both wearing shorts and they looked extremely hot. Before she could utter a word, the door swung open, and a shrouded figure walked into the room. His presence commanded attention that drew Aria in and his eyes jumped slightly in surprise as he laid his eyes on her. “Guys, she is out, what are you guys waiting for? Let’s fuck her.” He remarked and walked over to Aria before she could speak. He gently pushed her jaw up to close her mouth and rested a hand on her plump lips. “What are you—” He muffled her words with his lips, kissing her roughly, her lips tasted sweet and w
ARIA'S POV; " Please, can we talk later? Do you promise to call me so we can talk? I'm so sorry about yesterday. I didn't know anything about those things that happened," another string of Damien's apology filtered into my ears for the tenth time that morning. Sleep had been so far from me throughout the night and sharing a room with my mother hadn't been pleasant due to her insistence on trying to get me to talk to her. At times like this, I wondered if she was being inconsiderate and not even giving me time to think about the shocking information I had only gotten to know about yesterday. As I made my way out of Damien's mansion with my luggage in tow, and only one place in mind for me to head to, I ignored Damien who kept trying to talk to me. Call me petty but knowing his parents had a hand in the misfortune of my father and if worse, his miserable death was all shades of angering. Knowing I'd possibly have no choice but to listen to him sooner or later or have hi
ARIA'S POV; I stepped into Damien's room, feeling a mix of nerves and anticipation. Every bit of confidence I had before stepping into his home crumpled in an instant. I wasn't sure what to expect, but I was determined to learn. Damien closed the door behind me and gestured to the pole in the center of the room. "Okay, first things first, we need to get you comfortable with the pole." I was glad there was no form of talk or awkward discussion and we were just going to get right into it. I nodded, my eyes fixed on the shiny metal rod. Damien walked over to me and handed me a pair of high heels. "Put these on. You'll need to get used to dancing in them." I took the shoes and slipped them on, feeling the familiar click of the heels on the floor. Damien nodded in approval. "Good. Now, let's start with some basic moves." I was glad I had chosen to put on a trouser and a crop top before coming here and to avoid me being in an awkward situation. I pulled off my jacket, handin
Aria's pov; "Look me in the eyes and say all you just said now and I promise I'd let you go and would never appear in your sight again," said Ronald, tightening his hand around while but the seriousness in his voice and the air being thick with tension was the only thing that reminded me not to push this further than I already have. I didn't have to turn to look at him to know he was dead serious and this itself was like being monitored and my hands being tied together, unable to do a thing. "Aria, look me in the eyes and say all you just said again and I swear it, I'll let you go," said Ronald for the second time in all seriousness. My hand which I was just about to pull out of his remained frozen, different thoughts and scenarios running through my head. There were only two ways to this thing. If I truly wanted him out of my life and only claimed him to be a buyer, then by all means, I ought to let him go. Instead, I couldn't find myself doing that and it was as if I co
ARIA'S POV; I've always had a thing with laying on the bed and then closing my eyes, fully aware of my surroundings. As best as I could, it was a coping mechanism of shutting myself out from the things I had to face after waking. The smell of disinfectant and drugs hadn't been familiar since the past month when I didn't have to visit my father in the hospital again. I let my eyes remain closed, only letting my ears do the work of figuring out our surroundings and my nose also do a bit of work. Aside the strong smell of disinfectant, there was the scent of Ronald. My stomach flipped just strong fingers I knew belonged to him gently squeezed mine. The last time I had seen him was when he had waved me off to the club and Caroline asking him about an adoption he was yet to tell her. Curious as to what he was going to say while I pretended to be asleep, I laid unmoving, letting his hand squeeze mine in reassurance while trying not to react to the spark between us. There
ARIA'S POV;I walked through the school gates, feeling a mix of emotions. It happened to be my first day back after the accident, and I was nervous about seeing everyone again, not knowing whether the news had spread already.My mind went back to the brief meeting I had with the dean of my faculty earlier this morning. It was a letter reminding me about the part of my tuition fee I had to pay. “Aria Marblemaw, opportunities like this are rare. So, I suggest you try to meet up as best as you can. The college has helped you enough to the best of its abilities and now, you'll have to do the same,” the dean had said to me and every one of her words hit a certain part of me that had pushed me into picking this college and coming here in the first place, far away from home. Thankfully, my mother had gone back home, leaving me to continue my job back at the club but unlike before where the profit had seemed enough, now, I became aware of how behind I was. As I made my way to my lecture ha
KHALEESI’S POV; Darkness slowly carried me and I willingly let it, too weak to fight against it. Shadows floated above me and I fought for my consciousness, hoping to bring myself out of whatever state this was. Forcing my eyes open, I closed them back immediately, trying to get used to the sudden brightness that almost blinded me. I forced them open again, only to see shadows swimming at the edges of my vision, their hands stretching out to me as if asking me to come. Their hands were spread out towards me, inviting me and immediately, I tried to force my eyes open. “Ah!” With a loud gasp, i sat up on the bed, my eyes flew open, my back cold with sweat and a creepy feeling crawling up my spine. The cold that slowly washed over me was none like no other and the odd scent of burning wood happened to wake my senses. Staring around me, the first thing that came in sight was a small traditional pot with a small fire burning at the middle. Slowly, I let my eyes roam towards the
Aria's pov; If you were to ask me years back that how did I picture how my first time making live was going to be, then I was ready to tell you a lengthy story about it. I was prepared to even given out details that were never true but I hoped was going to come true. Each and everytime I had painted images in my head, there happened to be a point where a gentle tweak was going to happen and there after, there was a possibility of everything changing, like a whole new scene. As I sat back on the recliner chair, thinking about the past of the thoughts I had back then when I had no idea that things like this wasn't going to happen, a smile spread on my face just thinking about it. What had I pictured my first time with my lover was going to be? At that period, most ladies my age had all had their fair share of what sex was but yet, there I was, in a whole new fantasy of mine. I had prioritized having these thoughts over going out to experience them myself and then Cole came
Aria's POV; Today was supposed to be my father's burial, where I was supposed to peacefully lay him to rest without any worry but instead, my mind was more on something else. Deep down, I was curious as to how none of my father's relatives had been introduced to me up until his death. A sudden flash of the adoption documents I had accidentally found in my father's drawer came into my mind. Was he adopted? Is that why I haven't seen any of his relatives? Every attempt to ask my mother had been futile since she was still in mourning, finding it hard to cope with the loss of her husband. “Are you going to be fine? You only just entered college, and now, you have to bear this brunt and carry this on your shoulder,” one of the neighboring people I've always known said with a small squeeze on my shoulder. She bent a bit, seeing as I was a few inches taller than her, before taking my hand into hers. Staring into her watery eyes, once again, the bitterness and pain I had be
Aria's POV; Today was supposed to be my father's burial, where I was supposed to peacefully lay him to rest without any worry but instead, my mind was more on something else. Deep down, I was curious as to how none of my father's relatives had been introduced to me up until his death. A sudden flash of the adoption documents I had accidentally found in my father's drawer came into my mind. Was he adopted? Is that why I haven't seen any of his relatives? Every attempt to ask my mother had been futile since she was still in mourning, finding it hard to cope with the loss of her husband. “Are you going to be fine? You only just entered college, and now, you have to bear this brunt and carry this on your shoulder,” one of the neighboring people I've always known said with a small squeeze on my shoulder. She bent a bit, seeing as I was a few inches taller than her, before taking my hand into hers. Staring into her watery eyes, once again, the bitterness and pain I had been desp