Ariana's POV "I have a personal deal to take with you, Mrs. Ariana, and I'm hoping you can take it into consideration." I stop for a moment. The moment those words escape his lips, I relax against my chair and fold my arms, scrutinizing him deeply. A personal deal? Why is it personal? Anything that is going to happen between the both of us is supposed to be official. What exactly is making this sort of thing personal? I don't know what I'm supposed to think now, but I decide to allow him to speak first. I take a deep breath and sigh, then I rub my palm against my forehead. "Okay, fine. I'm ready to listen. Now spill it up, please. I have many important things I need to get to." I say, and then he chuckles." I understand your state, Miss Ariana, so I'm not going to waste any much of your time, okay?" He says, and I nod my head without looking at him. He relaxes and shifts on his chair before settling on his table. He gazes at the document on it, and from the expression on his fac
Ariana's POVI feel like my mind is about to tear apart. I cannot take this. This is seriously not happening right now. I find myself in a fistful struggle with the director as he keeps me pinned against the wall, wrapping his arms tight around my waist in a crazy lustful manner. He then begins to plant so many disgusting kisses on my neck and I can feel the slime of his saliva dropping down my shoulders. Oh goodness me, I have never been so irked in my life much to this extent before. I fistfully begin to punch against his chest relentlessly to force him to release me but he is not willing. He moves his hand down my waist and then squeezes my ass as he groans against my neck. "Oh my god, you have the softest butt I have ever felt." He says and begins to drag me to his table." Okay, please stop, I beg you," I say as I struggle to break free, but he is not willing. He places his hand against my shirt and rips the clothing apart, exposing my chest towards him, and his eyes go wide
Ariana's POVEverything he is doing right now irritates the living hell out of me. But I don't have the power to stop him. He has overpowered me beyond measure as he now slips his hand straight into my skirt, attempting to pull off my panty. Oh my goodness. I feel like this guy needs to visit the rehabilitation center because this is just so crazy. I begin to struggle so he doesn't get a chance to accomplish his motives. But he is so freaking relentless and so strong. The next thing we hear is a very loud crash. We both turn to the door to realize with a shock that the lock of the door has already been broken, and Vincent has already stomped in with that unholy anger etched in his features. Oh good gracious.He stomps towards Silas, and with a swing of his hand, his fist collides with Silas' jaw, sending him spinning endlessly and falling to the ground across the large office. I also notice the splatters of blood in the air with just that one powerful impact. Then Vincent stomps
Ariana's POVI am still trying to analyze what he just asked me, as I continue to look at the windscreen of the vehicle, thinking deeply to myself. "Well, that is actually what I was planning to do," I reply, and then he chuckles. "Yeah, I get it, and I understand. My security will be much better," he says, and this forces me to frown before gazing at him. What the hell is that supposed to mean? I wonder to myself, but he doesn't reply as, within a few minutes, the vehicle finally comes to a stop before that familiar large mansion, the mansion I abandoned about seven years ago. Well, I need to admit, he made a lot of effort in sprucing it up and making it look better than it did all those years, I mean, looking at the compound I am gazing at right now, everything looks even much more luxurious than it was previously. I take a deep breath, as I remain seated in my seat while he takes off his seatbelt, then he steps out of the vehicle and stops when he realizes that I am not making
Ariana's POV I find myself moaning as he pins me to the bed without caution, planting so many sweet kisses against my neck while slowly taking off my clothes with all abandon. I so love it. I don't know why it's always so hard to resist whenever he touches me. He has power over me, and he is right about that; I cannot deny that fact. But I'm just going to give him this chance. After this, I am so done and I'm going to have nothing to do with him. Within a few minutes, he suddenly picks up the duvet of the bed and wraps it all over us as he connects himself to me and then we begin the romantic dance against the bed that forces me to arch my back with excessive pleasure while clinging hard towards him. I groan as he becomes fervent and begins to pound me heartlessly. Oh my God!!!"Ahh, Vincent." I mean and wrap my arms around my neck tightly with raw, intense desire. Fuck I have missed this. "Oh shit." He groans and ravishes me relentlessly making soar to the clouds as I roll my
Ariana's POV I raise an eyebrow at her, allowing her words to sink deep down into my mind. She sounds stupid right now and I cannot bear it. I place my hand against my ear and begin to scratch my earlobe with my fingers." I think I need to leave right now. I'm kind of getting allergic to your words and your presence. It's kind of making me feel some sort of rashes that I don't want to feel." I say and start to walk towards the entrance but she stands in front of me again, pure hatred and anger written all over her face. I wish I had seen this coming. I wish I had seen how much she detested me all those while she was my assistant. I wish I had seen how much she was planning to wreck my life at that time and take over what was supposed to be my position. Maybe she must have assumed that our relationship wasn't real since it was a contract sort of marriage but couldn't she at least consider my feelings and know that I was deeply in love with this man at that time? No, she didn't car
Ariana's POVWithin a few minutes, I am back home to see Clara pacing up and down in the living room, looking as though the entire world has descended upon her. I took a deep breath and shut the door quite loudly to grab her attention because it seemed like she didn't notice me stepping in. She jolts and almost loses her footing the moment she hears that as she looks at me, stepping in with wide eyes. Okay, her reaction right now is frightening me because I have never seen Clara look this frightened or paranoid to this extent in my life before. I chuckle and step into the living room, dropping my bag against the sofa. "Never you ever scare me like that," she says loudly and I raise an eyebrow at her." I'm sorry, I had to. You look like you were lost in the world for a while so I felt like bringing back your attention." I say and watch as she chuckles nervously as if... Okay, that laugh looked kind of forced. She didn't have the intention to laugh. Something is wrong with her.
Vincent’s POVThe confusion and the frustration in my mind is beyond what I can comprehend. I am now relaxed back in my office, rubbing my palm through my forehead with a lot of thoughts racing through my mind. Ariana.She is the only person I can think of right now. I had thought that this method of trying to rescue her from her problems would have gotten her to soften towards me. But if not anything, she has gotten worse. I don’t know, I was hoping that maybe her feelings would be rekindled by the extreme sex experience we’ve been having. But she keeps distancing herself away from me even more. I don’t get it. Is she now just sleeping with me to satisfy her sexual needs, or what? I rake my fingers through my hair with frustration and then slam my palms against my table. What the hell am I even doing? Why the hell can’t I just for once stop thinking about her? It is just so hard. And then, there is the thought of that Alex fellow, who seems like he is relentless and bent on ge
Vincent's POV The sight before me gets straight into my nerves, making me feel unsettled. My breathing becomes so hoarse as if I am struggling to catch my breath. As if I have something stuck in my throat. But it is evidence that it is the fury that is already tearing through my body. God knows that if he as much as attempts to touch a single hair on that little boy's body, I am not going to spare even his bones. I shut my eyes and take a deep breath. Is at this point that I feel extremely powerless in ways that I never intended to feel. I can't let him do anything to that boy. The boy whom I just discovered a few days ago is my son. The son I have had for seven years without even knowing. This son I never grew up with. The son I never raised. All these endless, frustrating thoughts are making my anger increase exponentially deep down with me, but I'm struggling to keep my coal. Releasing my fury right now is not going to make every meeting get better. It's only going to mak
Vincent's POV I know that I shouldn't trust their judgment. These people who are with me right now, presently the most notorious criminals in the city, will have to present with the tactics they used to secure this attack. I will have to think wisely because whatever action I want to partake in. I cannot lose my guard and allow them to overpower me because of any stupidity of any sort. I continue to point the gun at the mafia who was previously holding me as he begins to lead me toward the place where they said my son had been kept. The man whom I had already suspected to be their boss was also leading the way ahead of him together with Fiona and another of his bodyguards who had been attempting to apprehend me all the while. The look Fiona is giving me let me know that she still has other tricks and tactics up her slave but I am not going to fall for it anymore. I am also going to show that I have my tricks stuck up in my sack of plans for all of them. They have no idea the e
Vincent's POVBang!!!!!The very loud, powerful, vibrating sound of a gunshot echoes loudly in my ears, almost making my ear drums blackout as I immediately sit up on the ground, placing my hand against my ear. That was so freaking loud. It felt as if my eardrums were about to explode. Who the hell had to guts to do that? I manage to lift my head and look at my surroundings while still placing my hand against my ear as if it could reduce the pain I am feeling. The images around me are a little bit blurry, and this makes me squint my eyelids for a little while, trying to process what I am looking at. "Welcome back to the land of the living Mr Vincent." A voice speaks up, and after a few minutes, the images are now a little bit clearer directly in front of me. The first image I see makes me frown immediately as I raise an eyebrow with shock not believing what I am looking at right now. "Flora?" I find myself saying softly but then she just rolls her eyes and looks away while scof
Ariana's POV I feel like a needle has just been pierced into my ears. What the hell... I don't understand.I don't get it. I look at him with excessive shock in my eyes and then squeeze my eyelids, my brain trying to process what I just heard.I must be in some sort of dream, right? He must have noticed my expression because he chuckles and then shakes his head before gazing down at the ground."I know this must be so hard for you to process because, well, anyone listening to this will think it's a very, very dumb idea, but I can assure you that it's the best thing to do. I am the only one that has the capability of helping you right now, Ariana, and what you just have to do is give me what I want."I shake my head with frustration." Okay, so can I ask a question." I request and he gestures towards me as if offering me the podium. "Yes of course. The floor is yours. Ask away. What do you want to know?" " Why do you want me to marry you?""Because Ariana, at this point, my min
Ariana's POV I know he has assured me that everything is going to be fine and I should relax and not let it get to my head.But God I can't help it. I seriously can't. I am 100% impatient as I continue to pace back and forth in endless stances all over every section and every nook and cranny of the large sitting room while Clara remains seated on the sofa with her legs also trembling, looking at me with a worried expression on her face."You have to calm down, Ariana, okay? worrying yourself this much is not going to make the situation even better." She says, but then I turn my face to look at her and watch as she immediately shuts her mouth, gazing at the ground."I am sorry. I shouldn't have said that" she replies immediately, and I can tell she is feeling extreme guilt for actually losing Liam when he was directly under her watch. But the Lord knows I can't blame her. I wasn't expecting her to be so strong enough to overpower powerful-looking strong kidnappers like that.I just
Vincent's POV What I am doing right now is extremely stupid, but call me crazy; I cannot let this type of situation just pass me by; this is my son we are talking about, so I am going to follow this marker to the last drop and ensure that everything goes the way it should.I and the officers are precisely stepping into an unknown territory, with our eyes all around us, trying to observe the surroundings and figure out any potential threat that may come out from nowhere.As per the phone call Ariana received, and the information we were able to gather from tracing the call, this is where the location came from. And we are all scrutinizing every way deeply, trying to figure out any single slight suspicion that might give us what we are looking for.The police officers gave me a gun, just in case the threat we are about to meet is much more deadly than we can anticipate. I don't need to be taught how to use it, it is something I am quite familiar with and have been an expert with for a
Ariana's POVHeavens know that I have never been in such heavy turmoil as the one I am right now. The confusion in my senses is extreme. I am not in my right senses as I scratch my fingers endlessly against my hair pacing about the sitting room with Clara following me every step I go to ensure that I don’t delve into the very deep pits of madness. Vincent is not around now, but well, I can’t blame him for not being here. He is just as troubled as I am. He had followed the officers with their investigation to make sure that things didn’t relent and they got to the bottom of this. I know he is going to do everything within his power to ensure that this goes well, even neglecting his own business, but, I can’t help a very strange dark feeling within me that tells me that this is only just the beginning, that this is just a tip of the iceberg and far worse things are about to come. I don’t understand and I don’t get it. Why are they doing this? Why? I keep thinking to myself as I gna
Vincent’s POVThe confusion and the frustration in my mind is beyond what I can comprehend. I am now relaxed back in my office, rubbing my palm through my forehead with a lot of thoughts racing through my mind. Ariana.She is the only person I can think of right now. I had thought that this method of trying to rescue her from her problems would have gotten her to soften towards me. But if not anything, she has gotten worse. I don’t know, I was hoping that maybe her feelings would be rekindled by the extreme sex experience we’ve been having. But she keeps distancing herself away from me even more. I don’t get it. Is she now just sleeping with me to satisfy her sexual needs, or what? I rake my fingers through my hair with frustration and then slam my palms against my table. What the hell am I even doing? Why the hell can’t I just for once stop thinking about her? It is just so hard. And then, there is the thought of that Alex fellow, who seems like he is relentless and bent on ge
Ariana's POVWithin a few minutes, I am back home to see Clara pacing up and down in the living room, looking as though the entire world has descended upon her. I took a deep breath and shut the door quite loudly to grab her attention because it seemed like she didn't notice me stepping in. She jolts and almost loses her footing the moment she hears that as she looks at me, stepping in with wide eyes. Okay, her reaction right now is frightening me because I have never seen Clara look this frightened or paranoid to this extent in my life before. I chuckle and step into the living room, dropping my bag against the sofa. "Never you ever scare me like that," she says loudly and I raise an eyebrow at her." I'm sorry, I had to. You look like you were lost in the world for a while so I felt like bringing back your attention." I say and watch as she chuckles nervously as if... Okay, that laugh looked kind of forced. She didn't have the intention to laugh. Something is wrong with her.