Ariana has never felt so angry or infuriated in her life. God, she felt like she was going to explode. She felt like she needed to crush something urgently. Her entire system was vibrating with an intense need to combust and explode without caution. She couldn't just understand this annoying fellow approaching her. 'God, why the hell is he being so stubborn?' She thought as she gritted her teeth and furiously raked her fingers through her hair, trying to avoid his gaze as she turned to Clara, who sat there in the car, looking completely agitated about the entire matter. Vincent slowly approached the both of them with his hands in his pockets and stood before Ariana. She paused and slowly turned around to look up at him. She sighed. "Have you finally gotten what you wanted? Now you can leave." She asked and he chuckled." I'm sorry. ""You have nothing to be sorry about, okay? You have done your bit. Now you can excuse us. I'm not in the mood for this." She said angrily as he looked a
Clara relaxed in her position and observed the scene unfold before her. She couldn't contain it anymore and immediately unlocked the door of the driver's seat. She briskly dropped her laptop and stepped down before walking briskly towards Vincent who was holding tight against Ariana's arm with unwavering determination never to let her go. She placed her arm against Vincent and patted him, forcing him to turn around and look at her. "You will have to take things slowly, Vincent. You are already beginning to sound so crazy here right now. I honestly do not know how I can explain this to you any much longer. You are just making a mess of yourself and yourself alone. Can you please just let this matter drop? I am tired of explaining and repeating this over and over again, okay? Miss Ariana is currently not in a good mood as you can see so I want you to just humble yourself and let her go so we can sort this out ourselves. She has said she doesn't need your help. It is not a must, it is no
The tension about the previous encounter was so thick and strong in the air as Clara drove the both of them to only God knows where while Ariana remained silent in her position, resting against the window edge of the car door as she stared outside. She could feel it. Clara could feel the heavy heat radiating from Ariana. She was frantic. She couldn't contain herself and it was so obvious that her mood had been completely ravaged by the entire incident. Ariana, on the other hand, found herself being restless as she kept on changing positions in her seat while she stared outside the window. 'he is just crazy.' She thought to herself, God, why is he so persistent? ' She shook her head, trying to wipe away the image of Vincent's angry furious eyes away from her head. But God, it was just so hard. Those charming, soft, golden brown eyes that have held her heart for years. As they looked back at her with so much anger and resentment a few minutes ago, she couldn't imagine how it made her
Clara took her time trying to keep her focus on the road with her brain buzzing with extreme shock at what she was looking at right now. In her entire existence, she has never seen this very nice, good, kind friend of hers this furious. She looked like she could take down a very large mountain. She looked like she could level down the highest skyscraper. She found herself staring ahead of her as she swerved through the road with wide eyes. She then chuckled softly with surprise as Ariana tilted her head to look at her. "What is so funny? " Ariana asked sharply and she gulped, "I'm sorry, it's not funny, it's just that I've never seen you being this furious before," she said and Ariana scoffed," why won't I be? When some men can't just find some humility within themselves to listen to simple instructions and just grant someone the pleasure of peace of mind," she said and Clara smiled a little. "Yeah, I can understand how you feel, but you know that Alex didn't do anything wrong to y
Clara kept trying her very best to keep quiet throughout the entire journey as she moved through the road, but no matter how much she tried, she found it extremely hard to. She couldn't withstand her agitation at the attitude Ariana was throwing at Alex. It got to her and she couldn't take it anymore. 'If I let her continue acting this way, then there is no way my plan is going to work to bring them both together. ' She thought to herself and slowly turned to look at her. Ariana, who had her back relaxed against her seat, humming a soft tune to herself, felt Clara's gaze burrowing holes into her body. She blinked and slowly turned her head to look at her, then she frowned. "What is it? Why are you staring at me like that? " She asked, and Clara scoffed." You do know that this shit you are doing is not fair, " she said, and Ariana raised an eyebrow. "What exactly are you talking about? I am not doing anything wrong. " Clara scoffed with evident disappointment on her face. "Ariana,
The fury eroding her senses was too much for her to bear, as she folded her arms with Clara beside her, glaring at Vincent, a few meters away from them, seated at his table. "Okay, well, I don't think I can take any of this anymore. I'm just going to ignore this. I never saw him." she said, and then tapped Clara for them to leave, but it was already too late." Ariana, baby?" Vincent called her name so loud, it was so obvious that he was trying to get everyone in the restaurant to know that she was there and that he was calling her. It didn't take long before whispers started moving around between the customers of the restaurant. "Oh my goodness, it's the two most popular celebrities in this city. ""How the hell did they get acquainted with each other?""I thought Ariana had a fiance."These gossips began to pass around as briskly as ever, and Ariana grounded her teeth. "Why don't you come over and join me? It's a pleasure seeing you, I have missed you so bad " Vincent said aloud
Vincent kept on staring at her, observing how his words were affecting her, and it emboldened him to continue in his quest to make her reveal whatever secrets she might be trying to keep away.' I'm not going to stop until I make sure she breaks and finally comes out clean,' he thought with determination in his mind as the waitress slowly approached the both of them her face brightened so much, one could tell that she was extremely happy with the situation before her. She smiled at both of them with glee as she brought out her notepad, "so what can I serve the two unexpected guests at our most prestigious restaurant?" She asked most respectably as Ariana then turned to Vincent. Vincent relaxed in his position and placed his hands on his chin, "why are you looking at me? Take your order, I am going to take whatever you take." He said, trying to act so nicely and sweet that it made everyone in the restaurant look at the both of them adorably."my goodness, they make such a very great,
Arianna relaxed in her position as she took her time trying to analyze the question Vincent had just thrown at her with her arms folded as she gazed at him with a smile. 'He's such a real smartass, I can see that.' She thought and kept on smiling as she stared at him. Then she bit her lip and looked at him, before taking in a deep breath." Well, what can I say? The only few things I can remember right now that I know I did are, I thought about what I wanted, and I prepared my plans, and then I struggled, and boom, here I am," she said with a smile and Vincent raised an eyebrow, scrutinizing her deeply." Oh, is that so? I find that extremely hard to believe. I actually can't believe you just did all that and then got to where you are without any ups and downs, if you know what I mean. What I want to hear from you is the full details of your story from beginning to end. I want to hear everything, even the tiniest bits, the trials you went through from the beginning, and what motivated
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.