“Hey, are you okay?” Rhea asked Arya, placing her hand on her shoulder.
Ayra paused for a second before continuing to sob. She didn’t want people around her. She repulsed them.
“Ayra,” she called out in her soft voice. Ayra sniffled and wiped her tears off before looking up at Rhea.
But she only hugged Rhea and began sobbing. Rhea wrapped her arms around her and whispered some comforting words but Ayra was beyond shattered for those words to affect her.
“What happened Ayra?” She asked her.
“Is it fine if I don’t want to share?” Ayra asked her in her small voice.
“Of course it is. Why wouldn’t it be?” Rhea comforted her.
“I want to go back to my aunt. I miss her so much,” Ayra’s voice was small.
“I don’t know what Harry might have done to her. She may be in trouble or worse, he might have tried to kill her,” sh
He marched towards her hurriedly and roughly yanked her arm. Ayra gasped in shock but her emotions soon changed into horror when she noted how angry and scary Dimitri looked.He pulled her inside with him not bothering to care if he was hurting her or not.His hold on her was extremely harsh and his fingernails dug into her milky white skin.“Dr. Vittori, please. You are hurting me,” she said as she dropped her bag and held his arm, and tried to remove his fingers one by one.Without listening to her, he pulled her up the stairs and to her room and pushed her inside, roughly, making her stumble.She balanced herself holding the edge of the bed and turned around to look at Dimitri, who was seething. He reached her in two long strides and held both of her wrists behind her back and backed her to the wall behind her.It all happened so fast, that the next thing Ayra knows is that she is pinned to a wall with both of her
Itching her scalp, she wondered if wearing this dress would be right. She hesitantly took off the lid of the box the dress was in.She still remembered the way he apologized to her and handed her the dress but more than that, she was afraid of eye contact. She vividly remembers how he punished her by spanking her.A slight blush crept up her cheek reminiscing yesterday’s events. For some stupid reason, she liked it.She saw the beautiful dress was folded and neatly placed in the box.Pinching the corners of the sleeves, she pulled it out of the box. Her eyes widened at how beautiful the dress was.She was awe-struck."So beautiful," She couldn’t help herself as the words escaped her lips.She ran her hand over the embroidery. Tiny crystals ran all over the dress. A small smile played on her lips wondering why Dimitri chose this specific dress for her.She wasted no time and changed herself in the d
A soft moan escaped her lips when she felt something warm and tingling over her left nipple.She slowly opened her eyes to see Dimitri hovering over her and sucking on her left nipple. She shifted on her elbows and looked around. It was still pretty dark.She moaned loudly when he shifted his weight on his elbows and was completely covering her. His eyes remained fixed on her caramel ones.He sensually rolled his tongue around her nipple. She hung her head back as he continued to bite her soft nipple.He moved to her other nipple as he pushed her back down on the bed. Spreading her legs apart with his knees, he positioned himself at her entrance.She was still a bit uncomfortable from their first time.Shooting his hand up to her throat, he gripped it lightly as Ayra moaned lightly when bit and pulled on her sensitive nipple.And as the moan escaped her lips, he slammed his thick and throbbing member into her roughly
Ayra looked at the couple standing in front of her. Her mouth opened and closed like a fish but she wasn’t able to form any words.Ayra was shocked at the harsh tone the lady used for her. Both of them looked like they were aged anywhere between 55-60.Both of them were finely dressed. By the looks of it, they weren’t an ordinary couple.Ayra wanted the ground to open and swallow her whole. She was just wearing Dimitri’s shirt and nothing else. She looked down due to embarrassment and was unable to reply.“Who…” the lady’s voice trailed off as someone interrupted her.“Mom?” Dimitri’s surprised voice filled the hall.“Dimi, my baby.” The woman walked to her son and wound her arms around his wide torso. Dimitri pulled his mother into a tight hug.Ayra moved more and more into the wall as if the wall would hide her. She didn’t dare to look up.“D
“Thank you so….” Ayra’s voice trailed off as Dimitri cupped her face and roughly shoved his tongue inside her mouth. His kiss was urgent and needy.He rolled his tongue around hers as both of them fought for dominance. He pulled her by her waist till her tender breasts were plastered against his chest. He loved the feeling of her soft blossom against his.He could feel her pebbled nipples through the thin fabric of her shirt. She looked absolutely desirable in the white shirt and wide-legged pants she wore tonight.Dimitri took Ayra out for dinner. When Antonio found out that Dimitri and Ayra had moved in together recently, he took Sofia on a tour of the west coast. His parents neither acknowledged nor spoke about Dimitri and Ayra’s relationship.“Fuck, baby!” He growled as he pulled away but instead caught her off guard as he threw her tiny body over his shoulder and spanked her, earning a yelp from her.
“Ayra?” Rhea called her.“Hmm,” she hummed. Her mind was still disturbed by the fact that she was having a forbidden relationship with her boss.“We need to hurry, there has been an accident, a collision of two buses. Trauma is full, we have to attend to the patients from the accident. We have orders to get to the site.” Rhea spoke hurriedly, snapping Ayra out of her thoughts.“What?”“Yep, it happened twenty minutes ago, come on!” She said and Ayra ran behind her. When she got out, she realized it was pretty dark.She walked out of the ambulance to see still so many wounded to have been left unattended. She ran to the one nearest to her and looked at the physical injuries. She began what she had come for, treat the wounded.“Oh no!” She gasped as she noticed one of them struggling to breathe.She noticed blood oozing out of the person’s chest.
She stood there. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead and She constantly kept on wiping the sweat off of her forehead.She took a shaky step forward. Her hands moved forward to cut the vein but froze. A loud cry echoed through. She looked up to see the same man. The same man she killed.“Ayra,” someone shook her violently. She turned to her right to see a nurse standing next to her, surprised. Snapping out of her daze, she looked around. Everyone was giving her curious looks.“I’m sorry,” she said and handed the surgical scissors to the nurse and rushed out of the surgery room. She discard whatever she was wearing and ran straight to the locker room and slumped on the floor.Three weeks, but she was still not over the death of the patient from the accident.She pulled her knees closer to her chest as she buried her face in the valley between her legs and chest.She was sobbing. She couldn&rsqu
“I’ll be right out,” she said and Sheila just nodded in response.She looked for the time on her phone and it was 11:30 PM. She was caught in work and for once she was happy that the dead patient didn’t bother her.Picking up her stuff, she stuffed it all in her bag, not caring about how they were arranged. She walked out and scanned her ID.It was dark. It had been four days since Dimitri left for Canada and Ayra wasted no time and moved out the next day. She lived in a small apartment with was at wake able distance from the hospital.Exiting the hospital, she walked down the street. She was listing to music on her way back home. Yes, she was still afraid to sleep and live alone but this was much better than living with Dimitri.Her step came to a screeching halt when she noticed a figure standing right in front of her. Dread crawled up her spine and her body started shivering on its ownaccord.Her