A huge sigh slipped out of my lips. This was not going to end well. Oh well. What's the harm in trying again? Sucking a sharp breath, I tried again only for the chain to dig in my thumb and unzip. I winced in pain, wetting the tip of my finger before peering at the empty hallway. "Mom! Mummy! Maa!!" I sighed. "Please help"Looking back, I twisted my lips at the state of the overloaded suitcase.In my defence I was told it could fit over ten kilograms so I stuffed three pair of footwear, six shorts, four summer dresses, half a dozen tank tops, few jackets, my soft pyjamas and of course an evening gown. The creaking of floorboard echoed as the footsteps approaching towards my door got louder. "Even the next door neighbour heard you! What is it Aria?!" I heard my mother before I saw her in my line of vision. My birth giver was as usual wearing a scowl on her face, her dark brown hair tied up in some messy bun, few strands falling on her face. She was holding a wooden spatula in her h
/His POV/“Ple-please, sir,” I could her minty breath fan my face, eyes glistening and cheeks red and blotched with tears, a few strands of her sticking to her forehead with sweat. I flattened my hand on the curve of her spine, her gasps getting louder as I moved.She leaned over, nibbling and pressing tiny kisses on my shoulder and began to work her hipsMy eyes rolled back as I felt the slow drag of her walls clenching against me, feeling a cluster of nerves brush against the head of my cock.“Fucking shit.” I groaned, pulling out of Sara before putting her on her feet. She made a face, until I bent her over the table, pushing my cock back in and holding a hand over her mouth. “You have to be quiet, Sara. This is my office.”Her mewls were muffled by my hand as a loud knock echoed.I stilled.“Sir?” It was one of the engineers from downstairs. I could see his stiletto from the glass door but he could not see what was going in. As much as I loved having a quickie behind my office
/Her POV/ At the icy needles of water, the sting chased away the tiredness of the journey. Closing my eyes, I stepped deeper into the spray, willing the nausea to circle the drain at my feet. It has been a long day. I moaned as I leaned more into the shower while trying not to think of the attractive man from earlier. My body automatically pushed forward, palms flat against the cool tile and absorbed the chill of the water. I lathered, quickly washing away the sticky sweat and shook my head. Within minutes I was heading out to the bedroom, where I pulled on a pair of tight gym shorts and a loose shirt. Rushing to the gym on the top floor, I'd planned on warming up on a treadmill, then capping off the hour with a few of the machines but my plan took a turn. My muscles quivered with the perfect amount of fatigue and I knew I'd sleep hard when I crashed later. "That was impressive!" I wiped the sweat off my face with a towel and looked at the man who spoke to me. Lanky an
As a single-worded question echoed around us, I was filled with the glaring reality of the situation. A sheepish smile curled on my lips, eyes dimming as I was stuck in his arms. That's not how I wanted his mother to find us. Or anyone. Edward was still standing the same way, wearing the same deadpan look on his face from earlier. Did it not bother him? I wondered while sneaking another look at him. His mother stayed rooted on the spot, her eyes shifting between the two of us before finally landing on me. "Arianna, sì?" She asked, her thick Italian accent cutting the tension. Flustered, I shook my head, cringing at the full name. No one called me that unless my mother if she was in a bad mood. I hated the full use of my name felt like a task. "Yes...err" I clicked my tongue, pausing for a second to think if I should correct her but then went ahead. "I prefer Aria." She bobbed her head, "Aria." The name easily rolled off her tongue except for the r sound. "Are you hur
/His POV/ I tugged at the roots of my hair, angrily slamming the phone on the bed. The sound of the notification was causing a throbbing pain in my temples. Sara—my assistant couldn't stop texting me mundane details for some reason. It started small, her glossing over the day-to-day meetings that I might have to do over Zoom. The minutes that we had to go over from previous ones. As long as it went—she started getting personal. Inquiring about my family and how I spent my time. She also suggested to come over to make things easy. I could see the signs, the signs that she was getting attached quickly. The very first time we had sex I had made it clear to her that it’s just that. Lately, it seemed as if she was getting a different idea in her head. “Edward?” At the knock on the door, I was startled, head snapping towards the direction of the sound. “Dad.” “Care to join us?” My father questioned while standing at the edge of the door. “Sure. Where are we going?” I
The pain in my ankle had subsided as I woke up the next day, the bandage Edward had wrapped lying neatly on the bedside table. At the memory of the moment, my lips twitched. He was something else. The mere mention of him bought made my belly flutter. Was that normal? A startled knock on the door brought me back to reality. I blinked only to see Francesca walk into my room, my body sagging in relief. I have been trying to get her alone so that we can talk but it seemed almost impossible. “Ahh! Finally!” I rushed her in, shutting the door behind me and tugging her to bed. My friend let out a squeal, resting her back against the headboard, appearing bewildered. “Are you okay?” “Am I okay?” I blinked at her, echoing her tone. “Are you? What do you mean you are getting married in two weeks Fran? This is crazy.” She let out a sigh. “Aria…I don’t…I am happy.” “Huh?” For the first time in forever, I saw a shy smile on her lips. “Roman…He treats me well. Please do not worry
The thought of spending five hours with Edward brought a fuzzy feeling back in my stomach. As if hearing the wheels turn in my head, I heard someone clear their throat. I turned around only to see it was the older man. "If you don't mind can I suggest something?" He adjusted his glasses. Before I could say something Edward hummed, raising his brow in the direction of the man. "There is a Christmas market an hour from here. Lots of things for the lovely couple to do." My eyes lit up at the thought of visiting a Christmas market. I had a lot of memories attached to visiting such markets during my childhood. I tilted my head to look at Edward. "Ah thank you so much for your suggestion. Can I get the address?"Edward questioned, pocketing his hands inside the pants. "Yes! Certainly. Hold on a moment." He said the cheer in his tone made me smile. The man disappeared behind the door and came back with a small card in his hand. "Here. This is the card for my friend's shop.
As the warmth of his body surrounded me, I sank in further, eyes fluttering shut. For a minute straight, nothing mattered anymore as his arms came loosely to wrap around me. My breath hitched in my throat as I realised what I was doing. I was momentarily stunned, not aware of the surroundings. The hair on the back of my neck stood up as I realised people were staring at both of us. Awkwardly I stepped back, semi-aware of his heavy stare at me. He cleared his throat, tugging at his hair when he noticed that I stepped away. I could feel my cheeks redden as he came to stand next to me. A static-like tension settled between both of us and it could be cut through the knife. “Congratulations!” The stall owner cleared his throat, begrudgingly pulling the teddy bear. “Here is your prize.” With a proud smile on his face, Edward accepted it, ducking his head and looking away. “No twice chance now. Shoo!” The owner grumbled, retrieving the rings from the floor. I hid my giggle be
"But Dad! If we don't leave now, all the good candy will be gone!" Aiden whined, twisting his mouth while he hopped excitedly on his feet. Edward let out a sigh, blinking at our son before looking at me for help. I shrugged in response. I did it every year. The same dance with him and it was tiring. “Aiden listen to me-" I tuned out their conversation, focusing on the batter in the bowl. The cupcakes needed to be ready for the party so that they can finally appreciate my baking skills. My mom in particular. "But dad!" Edward turned towards me again. I rolled my eyes a bit. That's all his fault really. He indulged our son too much even after all these years. At the age of eight, Aiden only grew up to be more sassy—a quality he inherited from me. That’s what Edward says every time he looses against his son. "Okay that’s enough you two.” I cleared my throat. “Aiden Edward Milano eat your dinner, or you'll be grounded in your room and won’t have any candy.” "Mom
I couldn't stop the fat tears from rolling down my cheeks. It was one thing for Edward to be cruel but letting Sara talk to me like that? How could Edward humiliate me like that? I genuinely believed him when he said he broke up with Sara. The ring on her finger was a clear indication that he was still very much with her. And like a fool I am I let go of Ashton for someone like him. This is karma. I laughed bitterly while wiping the tears away. Driving through the streets while it was raining felt a reflection of myself, the storm of emotions running through me. On the way back home I saw his name flash multiple times on the screen but did not bother to pick up. Minutes later, I was in the parking lot of my building and exhaled a long breath. The last thing I wanted was to cry on the way to my apartment. Wiping furiously at my cheeks I slammed the door to the car, locking it before rushing inside. The babysitter was looking after Aiden so as soon as she saw me enter, s
/Sara's POV/ When I found out that Edward was so serious about his son that he took them to meet his parents I had to do something. Nothing was working my way these days. Ever since he found out about Aiden, things began slipping from my fingers one by one. It’s all Aria. I should have been more cruel to her from the start, made sure she never sees him in the same light again. Believe me I tried. All these years I was able to lie and keep him all to myself but that Aria had to ruin everything. My face flamed with fury as soon as I remembered how he had the audacity cheat on me with her and later throw me out of the house. I endured everything he put me through as his assistant, pleased him in every way possible only to get discarded like this. Even after all the things he did I was still crazy about him. I knew that I had to do something to get him back and it would be my final shot. I tried not to make any sound as I sneaked in his bedroom. He was still asleep and as
/Edward's POV/ It was out. Finally. The pain of hiding it from her was swallowing me from inside. How long can I pretend that it was alright? The words were swirling inside me, always at the tip of my tongue but never having the courage to get them out. Breaking up with Sara made me notice things clearly. I could not keep it inside me anymore. It was selfish of me to do that even after knowing she’s dating Ashton. Better say it out when it’s in early stage rather than later. One thing I was sure is it would have gotten out one way or another. There’s only so many times I can keep getting away with it. The sound of my heart beating along with our shallow breaths was the only thing that I could hear. The silence in the room was deafening, almost scary that it made me want to say something. Aria was quiet and her silence was burning me inside. As those words left my mouth I could feel instant relief knowing that I was not caring the burden of keeping it for myself. From past
At Ashtons cold touch on my shoulder, I almost jerked in the spot, taking few seconds to recover. Then it dawned on me that we had already reached our destination. All throughout the car ride, I was occupied with thoughts, all of them leading to Edward. For some reason I could not stop thinking about how he did not tell me about his breakup with Sara. I deserved to know about it. Not only because we were parenting Aiden together but as a courtesy. He knew way too much about me and always sulked if I glossed over any minor detail but felt absolutely important to not share such a valuable piece of information. But why was I so affected by the whole thing? It was silly how my insides couldn't stop fluttering from the moment I heard about it. What was this strange feeling? For the sake of it, I decided not to put my finger on it, choosing to focus on important things. "You okay?” Ashton quietly asked as he tried to tug on my arm. When I met his eyes I could see that he was genui
/Edward's POV/ I was on cloud nine when Aria called me to look after Aiden in her absence. It meant that she finally trusted me enough to leave him alone with me. Her doubts where slowly fading away and I couldn't be any happier. She had every reason to be hesitant and nervous after all it was my fault for leaving her alone all those years ago. When I heard that the reason she was allowing me to take our son was that she was going out with Ashton. I should have known that she was actually dating him and did not make it up as I thought. Truly that night was nothing for her which made it even more painful to swallow. I tried not to dwell on it as I picked Aiden. He was someone who could genuinely make me feel better. The entire week I could make it through you just said the hope that he was there. Sara had been persistent asking me to take her back. She was never like this. It felt like she had changed into the obsessive person who wanted me at any cost. That scared me because
It had been a week since Aiden found out about Edward—his father. Things drastically changed and as much as I feared them to have gone wrong they did not. At least for now. I thought bitterly. Edward was trying to involve himself as much as he could. His effort was something that took my parents by surprise as well. One thing that made me realise that it’s serious was the dedication he put into showing up. Every morning he came at exact eight, had breakfast with Aiden and then insisted on dropping him to school. And in a different car everyday at that. Once Aiden found out that his father had money and lots of it, he made it a point to enjoy it. I was all against it, not wanting to entertain his tantrum of having a different car drop him every day but Edward spoiled him. He was making up for the lost time—basically buying everything he could possibly can. It was ridiculous. Aiden’s room was filled with boxes and boxes of legos, some he did not even had the chance to open be
My mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water. Why did things not work my way for a change? I thought under my breath as I took in Ashton’s appearance. Never had I seen him so furious before, body language taut and lips pinched in a straight line as he acknowledged Edward in the room. If looks could kill he would have been six feet under by now. The question hung in the air for a few seconds, making the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I was hyper aware of his eyes on me, the need he had to know the answer. But I was hesitant to talk about it in front of Aiden. The last thing a five year old kid needed was even more drama for a day. He already had too much to deal with on his plate. “Aria.” He dropped his voice low, inching closer to me as if he thought I did not hear him after the first time. My eyes clenched shut. “I heard.” I swallowed the lump in my throat, hands falling to my sides helplessly. “Can we talk inside, please?" I softly asked. He stared a
The atmosphere around felt tense for no reason at all. I had no idea what Edward was going to tell him. Or what he had been planning all along. He looked dull, even though he was trying to put a front. I could see the bags under his eyes like he had not been sleeping well. They were noticeable for quite a while now but I didn’t want to broach into the topic. For the first time I noticed how resigned he appeared, almost deflated with his shoulders hunched as he tried to muster as much energy as possible. Did something happen the night before? I thought to myself. Maybe he was just as nervous thinking about introducing himself to Aiden’s life. For a hot second I sympathised with him and how difficult it must have been for him to come into senses with the new reality and accept it. Edward was taking it well, way better than I would have reacted and tried to make adjustments so that he could meet Aiden. That’s something I can never deny. He truly cared that he’s there for him and wan