Aria smiles as she walks into the penthouse, glad that she is finally making progress. With Nicholas, she has a chance to execute her strategy. She intends to take advantage of the young man in order to get revenge on Lucas. “Where are you coming from?” A voice thundered. Damien was right in front of her and his demeanor is not pleasing at all. Aria smiled again, “I was at a restaurant having dinner with a friend.” “A friend?” Damien repeated, as he walked towards her and grabbed her wrist lightly. “What is wrong and where are you taking me to?” Aria asked as she struggled to get out of his grip. Damien remained silent and escorted her to a room. When he closed the door, he released her wrist. “What did you do that for?!” “Who did you have dinner with?” Damien asked as he removed his tie. “A friend,” Aria repeated with a weird look on her face. She wondered what had gotten into him. “Who the hell is this damn friend?” Damien asked as he reached into his pockets and brought
“Is anything wrong?” Aria asked as she walked closer to Damien. Damien shook his head, “Nothing.” “I thought I heard you mutter something.” Examining his rigid body, she remarked, “And you are all sweaty. Are you really okay?” “Enough of these questions!” Damien commanded. Aria jolted back in fear and without thinking, she took some steps back. Damien noticed it and tried to calm himself down. “I'm actually okay,” he said softly, “What are you doing out here alone?” “I couldn't sleep so I thought this was the best place to clear my head.” she explained. The realization that he had mistakenly believed Aria to be his long-lost mother still startled him, but he nodded slowly. His mother's departure had left him severely damaged, and he questioned whether he would ever fully recover. Damien glanced at Aria's beautiful face as it shone brightly under the moon. Even though he had chosen her for a reason, he was now slowly falling in love with her. Something he had not anticipated
Aria was seated in her office when Nicholas approached her. She squirmed nervously in her chair as he got close, hoping he would not notice. Damien had found out about their friendship and now she had to be careful not to do anything that would incur Damien's anger. “Hi, Aria,” he said as he rested his butt on her desk, “Still working, right?” Aria adjusted her glasses, “Yeah, still got some things to record.” He folded his hands, “Oh, I was hoping you would be free to have lunch with me.” “Well, actually I'm not free.” she said pointing to the screen. “Okay, I guess it is gonna be only me then.” he said and walked towards the exit. When he was gone, Aria heaved a sigh of relief. Minutes later, he was back with a package in hand. He smiled, “Since you didn't have time to go out for lunch, I decided to bring it here instead.” “Oh, you didn't have to do that, really.” “Are you going to –” “Well, it is clear she does not want that, I can as well have it.” Isabella interrup
Walking to her room, Aria was relieved to see no sign of her husband. “He should be in the office,” she said to herself. As soon as she stepped inside, she quickly undressed, and collapsed on the bed, exhausted. Soon, she remembered to call Sophia and give her the address to the house. At least she wasn't forbidden from inviting her friends over. She texted her best friend, and waited for a response, but all she received was a phone call. “Isn't this the same address to the Blackwood's Penthouse? Wait, don't tell me you work there.” Sophia said loudly. “You will get to know everything once you come tomorrow.” Aria ended up saying. “Well, I can't wait! Do I also get to see the Billionaire Damien Blackwood? Oh I forgot, he is married.” she chuckled. “Until tomorrow babe, I have to freshen up now.” “See ya!” Sophia said before Aria hung up. She placed the phone on her bedside table and decided to take her bath. As Aria lay in the bathtub surrounded by bubbles, her mind repla
“How dare she just say that to me? And why would she believe she would be returning to her normal life after this is over?” Damien sneered as he paced his room. No woman ever had the courage to address him in such a manner, and to make matters worse, she rendered him unable to speak! “Tsk! What the hell?” he scoffed. He was accustomed to numerous women vying for his attention, but Aria was different. She was not trying to attract his attention or fling herself at him or more importantly, use him for her personal gain, just like Camille had always done. Suddenly, someone knocked and he smiled. “Well, maybe I was wrong, she must be here to beg me.” he said to himself, as he adjusted his tie. “Come in.” he ordered. “Sir, Mr. Jenkins has called to schedule a meeting. He wishes to discuss business with you.” Mr. Adrian said as he entered. “Then schedule the meeting with him!” he instructed in a chilly tone, as his high hope was just being crushed. “Alright sir.” Mr. Adrian said a
Aria woke up the following day, feeling quite ready for work. Given the early rise of the sun, it was bound to be sunny. After bathing, she wore burgundy pants and a matching blazer, along with burgundy stilettos and a white purse to complement her white shirt. When she was ready, she exited the room and proceeded towards the parked vehicle. As usual, Mr. Martin waited for her by the car. “Good day, Ma'am,” the driver greeted her. “Good day, Mr. Martin,” Aria said before getting inside the car. There was no sign of Damien as they drove out of the building. She had been avoiding him, and she was relieved not to see him when she came out. On arrival at her workplace, Aria entered the building and after the normal greeting routine, she sat at her desk. Surprisingly enough, her desk was free. She glanced towards her ex-husband's office and shrugged. He must have gotten tired of her. Few hours later, she finished her work and decided to report to his office. On getting to his door,
“I'm still curious as to why you wanted us to have dinner–” Nicholas paused, “–together.” Aria sipped her lemonade, “I was just feeling quite hungry so I invited you out for lunch. Does it seem weird?” He quickly raised his hands to protest, “No, no, not at all, I was also hungry.” He continued, “By the way, did you rub your eye?” Aria was startled by the question, “Why do you ask?” Nicholas leaned forward towards her with an outstretched hand, “You have a smudged mascara here.” “Oh,” Aria flinched and touched her face before he could touch it, “I need to go to the toilet, I will be right back.” “Alright.” She immediately rushed to the toilet and checked herself in the mirror. It was actually true but it wasn't quite noticeable, not unless he had been staring at her. She heaved a sigh of relief, not only because it didn't spoil her look but also because of her triumph over dodging Nicholas hand. If not, Don would have something to say and heaven knows she did not want to talk
Damien arrived minutes later, accompanied by Mr Brown, the family doctor, who is an average-height man in his late forties.When they arrived at Aria's room, she was still lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling.“The doctor will check on you now.” Damien spoke, bringing her back to reality.He sat beside her on the bed and gently supported her back, allowing her to sit.“Good day Ma’am,” Mr. Brown said to her.“Good day, Mr. Brown,”Damien assisted her in getting up, and the doctor began examining her feet.“There is nothing wrong with her, she only hit her feet,” Mr Brown said.“Are you certain that nothing is wrong?”Aria glared at Damien.“Yes sir, She only hit her ankle which is why it swelled,” he said, then added facing Aria, “I will prescribe some painkillers to alleviate the pain. But for the meantime, you shouldn't apply pressure on the affected leg.”“That means I won't have to go to work? Isn't there something I can take to make it go immediately?” she asked the doctor.
“Well, it appears that someone was not pleased to see you today.” Nicholas said as they strolled outside the building. Aria narrowed her brows, “Who?” “Mr. Lucas,” he answered, “Now seize being lovey-dovey and get back to work!” he mimicked. Aria laughed, “He sounded exactly like that.” Nicholas laughed as well. “So you are trying to tell me you guys don't know each other? I mean, I have a feeling something is going on between you two.” he said. “You don't believe me?” Aria asked. “I do, I really do, Aria.” “Thanks for the flowers anyways. I couldn't thank you earlier due to–” she paused, “–you know, that man.” she added, holding the flowers with her hands. “Yeah, right. I heard about your leg and I couldn't get through to you, so I had to at least show that I care by getting you this.” “That is so nice of you.” Aria replied with a smile. When she was about to go, he stood in front of her. “Would you mind accompanying me to the park this weekend? It would be a great time
Aria returned to work after several days of recuperation at home. She strode to her desk in her stilettos after greeting some coworkers who were concerned enough to inquire about her health.As she sat down, she realized she had not seen Nicholas. Unlike before, he would be one of the first to greet her.She looked around and even stood to check his desk, but he was not present. Where could he possibly be? She asked herself as she turned on her computer to start working.Suddenly, she felt someone tap her from behind. She abruptly turned to see Nicholas with his usual smiley face.“What are you hiding there?” she asked when she caught him concealing something behind his back.“Ta-da!” he exclaimed, presenting her with the bouquet of pink peonies he had gotten for her.Aria stared in amazement as she accepted the gift.“You got this for me?” she asked, despite knowing it was for her.Nicholas responded with a nod.“I hear you twisted your ankle; are you better now?” He inquired.“Of c
Aria's gaze was glued to her phone screen. Why was Nicholas calling? She wanted to pick it but couldn't.What if Damien finds out? So she ignored the call and placed her phone on her bedside table.Nicholas, in contrast to Damien, was completely different. She had come to adore his admirable personalities, but one thing she could not do was go against Damien or their signed agreement.Damien, on the other hand, is an arrogant and cold man, but somehow she finds herself quickly drawn to him. Was it the way he made her feel, or his physical attractiveness? Aria could not say; all she knew was that something about him drew her in, as if they were somehow connected.After hours of thinking, Aria decided that she needed to clear her thoughts. She walked out of her room and headed towards the rooftop where she believed she would be able to clear her mind.The late-night breeze brushed past her skin, sending shivers down her spine as she made her way to one corner of the place.But before
Aria walked carefully down the stairs into the living room after Damien had gone to his room.She was almost halfway through when Mr. Adrian noticed her and rushed to help her down.“Thank you,” she said when she finally got down.“May I ask when you need ma'am, you don't have to go through all this to get what you want.” he said to her.“I heard a shout from my room, so I came out to check,” she said, then looked towards her husband's room and asked, “Is he all right?”“Yes, ma'am,” the aide replied, glancing in the direction she was pointing.Aria said nothing but stared at him with a 'spill-it-all' expression.“Okay, he actually had a serious talk with his father over an important meeting he declined. My Blackwood was really angry.” he explained to her.“Mr. Damien would never decline business meetings; did something go wrong?” she inquired.“He had to cancel our planned trip for the aforementioned meeting in order to ensure your well-being.” Mr. Adrian elucidated.“What?!” she exc
Aria sat in the bathtub, with Damien sitting behind her. They were both completely naked in the water. Aria felt his cock hit her rear, and her heart thudded as he brushed his skin against hers.He rubbed the soap behind her back and gently scrubbed it before moving on to her front. The sponge brushed gently past her breast, tickling her.Before she could recover, he gripped her breast and gently massaged it.“I told you I could do it very well,” he whispered into her ears, his tongue trailing along her earlobes.Aria's entire body shook. She was gradually drawn into his sensual hand movements.While one of his hands worked on her breasts, the other spread open her legs. He caressed her clitoris, gently rubbing it before dipping one finger in, then two, slowly moving it in and out.Aria began to moan as her waist shifted towards the movement. His thrust soon became rapid, causing Aria to shiver. She loved that her husband is far more adept at triggering her G-spot than her ex, who wa
The next morning, Aria woke up and stared at the ceiling. She had grown accustomed to it since her injury. Various thoughts raced through her mind as her gaze was drawn to the artistic design on the ceiling.She despised the fact that she was not allowed to go out, but she understood that it was for her own good. Both the doctor and Damien want what is best for her.When she got tired of lying down, she sat up and examined her leg, which was swollen and quite difficult to move.How was she going to take off her clothes and bathe?She let out a sigh. It was going to be really hard for her. ***“Boss, about the meeting with Mr. Jenkins, preparations have been made for us to leave tomorrow.” Mr. Aiden said to Damien as he entered the office.Damien sat up in his seat and crossed his legs. He had forgotten about the meeting with his important client. He sighed deeply.His client had requested a business meeting with him which he had deemed important
Damien arrived minutes later, accompanied by Mr Brown, the family doctor, who is an average-height man in his late forties.When they arrived at Aria's room, she was still lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling.“The doctor will check on you now.” Damien spoke, bringing her back to reality.He sat beside her on the bed and gently supported her back, allowing her to sit.“Good day Ma’am,” Mr. Brown said to her.“Good day, Mr. Brown,”Damien assisted her in getting up, and the doctor began examining her feet.“There is nothing wrong with her, she only hit her feet,” Mr Brown said.“Are you certain that nothing is wrong?”Aria glared at Damien.“Yes sir, She only hit her ankle which is why it swelled,” he said, then added facing Aria, “I will prescribe some painkillers to alleviate the pain. But for the meantime, you shouldn't apply pressure on the affected leg.”“That means I won't have to go to work? Isn't there something I can take to make it go immediately?” she asked the doctor.
“I'm still curious as to why you wanted us to have dinner–” Nicholas paused, “–together.” Aria sipped her lemonade, “I was just feeling quite hungry so I invited you out for lunch. Does it seem weird?” He quickly raised his hands to protest, “No, no, not at all, I was also hungry.” He continued, “By the way, did you rub your eye?” Aria was startled by the question, “Why do you ask?” Nicholas leaned forward towards her with an outstretched hand, “You have a smudged mascara here.” “Oh,” Aria flinched and touched her face before he could touch it, “I need to go to the toilet, I will be right back.” “Alright.” She immediately rushed to the toilet and checked herself in the mirror. It was actually true but it wasn't quite noticeable, not unless he had been staring at her. She heaved a sigh of relief, not only because it didn't spoil her look but also because of her triumph over dodging Nicholas hand. If not, Don would have something to say and heaven knows she did not want to talk
Aria woke up the following day, feeling quite ready for work. Given the early rise of the sun, it was bound to be sunny. After bathing, she wore burgundy pants and a matching blazer, along with burgundy stilettos and a white purse to complement her white shirt. When she was ready, she exited the room and proceeded towards the parked vehicle. As usual, Mr. Martin waited for her by the car. “Good day, Ma'am,” the driver greeted her. “Good day, Mr. Martin,” Aria said before getting inside the car. There was no sign of Damien as they drove out of the building. She had been avoiding him, and she was relieved not to see him when she came out. On arrival at her workplace, Aria entered the building and after the normal greeting routine, she sat at her desk. Surprisingly enough, her desk was free. She glanced towards her ex-husband's office and shrugged. He must have gotten tired of her. Few hours later, she finished her work and decided to report to his office. On getting to his door,