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
Ronald's POV; "Where are you going tonight? You promised to stay with me!" As I picked up my keys, trying to be as calm as possible, Caroline held my check, coming to stand in front of me. She stood in nothing but a lingerie that barely covered the parts of her body. Unlike before where my body would have reacted to her seeing her like this, now, I felt nothing. Only lookin at her the same way I was going to look at a fellow male's body. "Caroline, not today!" Without another word, I moved her to the side, hurriedly walking out of the door. Thinking about the call I had gotten few minutes ago, my hands tightened on the wheels. "I shouldn't have let her go! I should have called her!" Yelling, I pounded my fists on the wheel, with my anger leaking out from me. Thinking back to a few minutes ago when I had just bring thinking about Aria, only to get a call from the hospital. Before she left, numerous scenarios of how I'd be called had flashed my mind but definitely
ARIA'S POV; Firstly, it was like having a bucket of cold water nrong dumped on me, not until Ronald chose to stare at me, holding my gaze while dipping his wet finger into his mouth. At that moment, the heat that was about dying in my belly came back to life. Just then, the door burst open and once again, I had to relive the feeling of having a bucket of cold water getting dumped on me. Immediately, my eyes went to my clothes and aside the scattered sheets, I wasn't in disarray. "What happened? Are you okay?" Damien's familiar voice immediately brought back the memories of how I had gotten here in the first place. Remembering the accident, followed by Esmeralda's warning to me was something I didn't want to relive agains. I raised my head to stare at him, only to see he already had his eyes on Ronald, or more like the finger he had in his mouth. Damien's blue eyes came to find mine, staring between I and Ronald and from the realization in his eyes, there was no
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
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, handing it to
Third person's POV; Paxton pack- far from Elite college and the eyes of many. Ronald was never the type to beat himself up for any action he took, and yet, what he had done the other night to a certain someone kept plaguing his mind. That night , his wolf had been calm and even though Caroline was beside him, his eyes remained on Aria, listening attentively to her. The moment she had mentioned you going to see Damien, it was at that point every rational thoughteft his head. Pretending not to care was the only thing he could do in front of Caroline and even as he tried to subtly warn Aria not to go, her adamant attitude only pushed him further to the edge until finally, he couldn't take it anymore. In a moment of anger, going as far as forgetting the intimacy he and Aria had back in the hospital, he had pulled Caroline, kissing her aggressively right in front of Aria. The moment Aria had ran out, he had been decisive, pulling away from Caroline and walking out too, l
Aria's POV; My nerves were up in bundles, rocking against every part of my body and each breath I took was only making things worse. As I sat at the backstage, staring at myself in the mirror, I was having a hard time recognising myself. I had never been one who fancied opening my body. I had always thought dressing like this was just to show off but the more I stared at myself in the mirror, the more I realized there was more to this world than I knew. My extra front size had always made me feel self conscious of myself, and yet, as I stared back at the me in the mirror, I loved every part of me. Thinking back to how fast I had gotten to this stage, first with having practices together with Damien and our relationship growing incredibly close, signing a contract with Rover, and then my first day here, I was a bundle of chaotic nerves. "Nervous right? It always happens on the first day. You'll get over it after the first day" Another lady whose tits were far smaller than
THIRD PERSON'S POV; It was a sunny afternoon and sitting comcentratedly in his office was Ronald who was still solving issues in his pack. Only this time, he was now sitting upright, with his phone to his ear and his brows pressed tightly together in a frown. "Why are you telling me this?" He asked after some time while his fingers rhythmically began tapping on the expensive wooden and nicely carved table in front of him. Dressed in a black shirt that cling tightly to his body, the first two top buttons loose, Ronald looked like a meal. On the other end of the call, Rover chuckled, the sound grating Ronald's nerves. How could he not know that Rover was up to nothing good? Calling him to suddenly talk about Aria's first night as a stripper had definitely caught Ronald off guard but he wasn't just about to joyfully thank Rover like an innocent person would. Being in the dark world for long, he knew there was no one there who did favours for free. It was a world
Aria's pov; I had been all too happy thinking, like every other student, Ronald was going to ignore me, going ahead with teaching but then, he just had to call on me. Standing in a space where everyone could see me without having to turn their heads or stretch their necks was no good part. I momentarily froze up, immediately swearing to my ancestors for him not to be calling me. Each second that passed gave me the false hope of this dream coming to pass but not until he called out my name again did I realise how bad my decision had been to enter the lecture hall after he set his eyes on me. Walking into the hall without tripping in my steps had been a great ordeal because with each step, it felt like it was being closely monitored by his watchful eyes since they were doing well to pierce into my soul and reminding me that I had to endure hours of being under his watchful gaze with no choice. I cussed under my breath, finally turning to face him while I wet my dry lips
Ronald's POV: A hot sweaty mess, that was what she looked like while standing amongst the crowd of students. I had watched her fight her way to the front, even with the awareness that all eyes were on me and staring at her in times like this was only going to cause trouble. Still, it couldn't be helped that I kept having flashbacks of how she had screamed and moaned my name all through the night till dawn. Even the thought of it had my wolf steering awake and a certain part of me was ready to continue his spree. "Professor Ronald, we're all ears!" As expected, a starry eyed female yelled among the large number of students seated in the hall. "If you're not a part of my class, please leave and let seats be available for the ones who really have my class," I sighed, with this being my routine every time I had classes to take. This was the reason for the hatred some of the other lecturers had towards me as their students always made it a schedule to skip their classes
Aria's pov; Ever heard of the guilt that follows after the deed has been done? Exactly! That was what I was feeling the moment I tried to turn on the bed. The feeling of the soft material of the bedding embraced me, calling out to me and making me want to sink further into it. I dreaded having to open my eyes, knowing that Ronald was long gone since his scent was only faint. "Mtssss!" I hissed out as pain shot through my legs and waist as I tried to turn. My eyes readily flew open only for me to see how late in the day it was and I was only just waking. One couldn't blame me since I had been repeatedly pounded into throughout the entire night, until what looked like five in the morning before I was let go. "Let me take it that you enjoyed the night, didn't you?" a voice from behind me asked. Immediately, I sat upright, Leyton out a scream that accompanied my shock. "Haaaaa!" Turning properly to see who it was, I was ready to tear Rover into pieces but it was on
Aria's pov; 'I shouldn't have said that,' were the only words that kept ringing in my ear as Ronald nibbles on my bottom lip, letting his tongue trail along my lips with a broad smile on his face. He hadn't really done a thing and yet, I had a feeling I was going to be left screaming and crying in pleasure. "It's too late to take back your words now. You asked for it and you'd be getting it," he laughed, seemingly enjoying the look on my face. Talking in this situation was pointless since Ronald had me pinned to the wall, with one of his hand holding my right thigh up. My eyes darted towards his bulging member, and I swallowed in pity at the thought of how that thing was going to fit in me. "Don't do that. You're only going to make me want to do it more," said Ronald, still grinning and smiling like none of the expressions I was wearing meant a thing. "W...wait!" I helplessly began to say just as he brought his face closer to mine, allowing all of my back to be pre
Aria's pov; "Hmm," I tried to moan but the sound only got buried in my throat since my mouth was now filled up with what made heat in my belly pool and my mouth water. "That's right. Suck it like you'd do to a candy. Show me how much you missed me," Ronald said in a grunt but the firmness and authority in his voice couldn't be mistaken. He hadn't asked for an opinion and neither had he asked for an excuse to be given. Shamelessly, I wasn't about to give an excuse or a complaint, all too eager to please him and to get the satisfaction I needed so bad. I moved my tongue around half of his length which was stuffed in my mouth, letting it play with his tip and enjoying the sounds of pleasure he was making. "Just like that," with a slight tug of my scattered hair, Ronald grunted. My current position was all too uncomfortable but in the face of a pleasure as this, I didn't mind being in any position. Every thought about any other thing had been thrown out the window and
Aria's pov; Stepping into the dark room in nothing but a lingerie single handedly picked by Rover had me wanting to hide myself in the ground. Time and time again, I pulled at the strap of the lingerie that gingerly glued to my shoulder but instead, it only gave me the appearance that I was trying to seduce whosoever was seated on the chair at the window side. "Hello?" Either foolishly, or not, I didn't really care but I was more concerned about the identity of the one I was going to 'spend the night with.' Deep down, I knew there was no way in hell I was going to let a stranger get atop me as far as I was concerned. I had only come here to see who he was and pretend to fulfill the end of the deal. These were the two things I used to convince myself. "For someone who displayed so well, you look timid," the stranger's sudden input in a gruff voice felt like something was crawling up my spine. I held back from letting out a scream of shock, only keeping quiet as best
Aria's pov; Rover had gone back to behind the stage and as I began to move my limbs around the pole, pushing my cloth lightly to show off my shoulder, I couldn't help but think about why he suddenly came out to announce that. Looking at Ronald's posture, I felt like there was no way he would have struck that kind of deal with Rover in the first place. Then, why had the latter come to make such terrifying announcement when there hadn't been any prior plan? The more I thought of it, the more it didn't make sense and it was beginning to feel like I was in someone else's game, going according to his plans. The thought of it had me shivering but I didn't get too far into my thoughts because the particularly energetic audience were ready to possibly spend and yell out their lungs. The first tip began with a hundred dollars and the corner of my lips lifted before facing them back. I moved my gaze away from them, only to stare at Ronald but my shock was inevitable upon real
Aria's pov; 'One. Two. Three...,' I recounted in my head as I moved along the pole. The spotlight on me made me feel more confident and the thought that the audience were all curious about the face beneath the mask only fueled my confidence. I scanned the crowd searching for a certain odd eyes in particular but even after sniffing and scanning the crowd, there was no sight of him. Choosing to focus on what I was doing, I continued to move my body around the body, letting the slow beat of the song guide me. I closed my eyes, ignoring the whistling and cheers from the crowd, only letting the music control my body and letting myself freely. Lost in the sea of the rhythm, I was in my own world, only moving along continually, enjoying everything it brought along- the peace, the calmness and the serenity in my heart, telling me it wasn't so bad to have a moment of peace to myself. "Take it off!" The first yell from the crowd caught me off guard and I missed a step in mov
Aria's pov;After everything I've experienced since yesterday, tonight was the night I've been anticipating so I could cool off and not think too much about everything. Knowing I was still working in the club that was the enemies turf had a bitter taste in my mouth. It was one thing to be pissed and not willing to talk to the cause of it, then it was another thing to be able to avoid them at all cause- even knowing fully well that you could survive on your own. As I sat before the mirror in the backstage room, I wasn't as nervous as the first time and I would have sworn I was too perfect at this, for someone who had only started two weeks back. "Wow, I can't believe you're the same shy lady I was giving pieces of advice to on her first night," laughed Daisy, a smile on her otherwise pale face. The only reason I was the only one entertaining the whole of the audience was because the other strippers and dancers like me had all come down with a flu due to a misuse of spray. Daisy,