Turning off the lights of the dorm room, I lay in my bed. Emily is spending the night with her boyfriend today; I'm all alone, lost in the thoughts of Aiden and Ethan. I'm just worrying about how am I going to save myself from that Ethan? How am I going to solve the problem Ethan has caused for me? How will I do everything all alone? How will I manage to make Aiden count on me? And how will I manage to make Ethan give up on me? How will I do that? Gasping the air out of my mouth, my eyes land on the ring I wear 24/7, the diamond ring Aiden gave me the day he confessed his feelings to me. I still remember that day, actually it was evening; that was the most beautiful evening of my life. The memories of that day wash over me.I was reading a book, like I always do, and all of a sudden Aiden's text popped on my phone screen. Hearing the buzzing sound of my phone, I anticipated that it was Aiden. I ran towards my phone as if my life depended o
As I open my eyelids, I can see a stunning full moon through the window. All of a sudden, someone wraps a hand around my waist, pulling me closer from behind. My pulse quickens, the heat rising to my cheeks. “Aiden…” I say, anticipating his touch. He starts trailing kisses on my neck softly from behind; I shut my eyes and tilt my head giving him space—his touch sending shivers down my spine. As he caresses my arms, I feel his arousal against my back—his kisses turning more wild and intense on the crook of my neck, making my desires grow more for him. “Ahh…Aiden…” My voice trembles under his touch. “I can feel you trembling. Tell me what you need, Belle,” he whispers in my ear—his voice husky and deep. As he turns my body slightly to face him, I open my eyes, staring down at my feet. My heart beat increases, my chest heaving up and down. I can feel his warm breath as he leans on me to capture my lips.
I caress Aiden's hair, my mind swirling with thoughts of Ethan. How am I going to tell Aiden about him? Just then, my phone starts ringing, pulling me back to reality. “Aiden, excuse me!” Standing up from the sofa, I place Aiden's head on the sofa gently, and make my way to his balcony to find privacy to pick up the call.“Hello,” I say, picking up the call without glancing at the phone screen.“Hey Belle, it's Max,” the manly voice comes from the other side.My lips spread in a wide grin. Max is Emily's boyfriend and my good friend—a well wisher to me. He is the only guy who didn't propose to me even after being friends with me, because he loves Emily. Maybe that's why I have faith in him. “How are you?” I ask, my voice softens.“I'm good. Actually, I wanted to ask you about Emily. She's not responding to my calls and messages for a few days,” he retorts, his voice sounding tense. “But wasn't she with you last night?” I ask, my mind swirling with thoughts of Emily's departure last
Before going to the dorm room, I think of going to the library before it gets closed. I tug a book from the bookshelf and my eyes land on Ethan, standing on the other side of the bookshelf. Our eyes meet as he glances down into my eyes.Talking to Aiden about any other guy is as if jumping into a burning fire. Should I talk to Ethan instead of talking to Aiden about it? Should I tell Ethan that my boyfriend is none other but his own best friend. Maybe he'll comprehend.“Mr. Wilson, can we have a talk?” His lips curl into a smile. “I'm dying to have a talk with you anyway.” He comes towards me from the other side of the bookshelf. “Please talk,” he says, his smile showing his excitement to talk to me. I look straight into his eyes, my pulse quickens and stomach grumbles as I utter, “You want to know who my boyfriend is. Right?” He nods his head. “So, if I tell you who my boyfriend is, what will you do then?” I cock my brows. He smirks and steps closer to me. “I'll beat him to death,
“Belle…” Ethan's voice passes through my ears. Why am I hearing that? I open my eyes swiftly and witness him hovering over me—he is flashing a bitter smirk. My brows furrow envisioning him here in my room, on my bed—a cold shiver runs through my body. “Why are you here?” I ask, my voice a mix of astonishment and terror.He tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear, a tingling sensation running through my nerves, anticipating the next outcome. He's dangerously close to me. “To make love with you,” he says, his voice playful and warm. Wait! What? Why? I don't want to make love with anyone. Is he serious?He begins to undress me, his movements slow and steady. He removes everything from my body.Why am I not resisting him? What has happened to me? Am I an idiot? Do something Belle.At last when he throws my bra, he starts licking my tender nipples. My pulse quickens, my heart throbbing in my chest as it's about to explode soon. “Ethan…” A soft moan escapes my mouth unwillingly.He sta
In class, Ethan and I are catching each other's glances from time to time. He might be perceiving that I'm going to accept his proposal now. His face is telling that, but he has no idea what I am about to do. After school, I take a shower in a hurry and look for something decent and elegant to wear. I wear a midi flowy dark emerald green dress with long sleeves, pairing it with elegant leather pumps, high quality jewelry, gold necklace, stud earrings, and my all time favorite—Chanel bag. And about my hair, I don't tie it. I always keep my hair in the middle partition. That works for me. “Hey! Are you going on a date?” Emily's sudden arrival in the room catches my attention. “No. I'm just going to meet Ethan casually,” I retort without even glancing at her as I apply my eyeliner with concentration. “Casually…Is it your casual Belle?” she asks, her voice sounding full of astonishment. I cap my eyeliner and avert my gaze to her. “What do you mean?” She glances my body up to toe, h
“Belle…” Max's voice catches me guard off. I glance up into his eyes and flash a warm smile. “Hi! Take a seat,” I insist, as I recall that I have to talk to him about Emily's patch up with Jason. He takes a seat in front of me, where Ethan was sitting a few minutes ago. “What are you doing here? Date?” he asks, his brows furrow swiftly.I chuckle and shake my head. “No. I was just here to meet someone. Not a date. My boyfriend is not in the right state of condition to go on a date. He bumped into an accident.”“Oh, I see,” he says, nodding his head.I need to tell him about Emily. I'm feeling nervous now. How to start?“Max. I want to talk to you about something. About Emily,” I say, feeling a pit in my stomach. “Yeah, I also want to talk about her. Neither she attends my calls nor replies to my texts. What has happened to her?” he asks, a mix of curiosity and concern in his voice.How will she talk when she's embarrassed of herself?“Actually, she patched up with her ex boyfrien
As I reach inside my dorm room, I sit hopelessly on my bed. To be honest, my mind is still swirling with Max's words. If there is even a little truth in what he said, then I am feeling scared now. How will my relationship with Aiden be in future? Will we separate or will we end up together in the end? I don't know if I love him or not. I will end up with Aiden. No matter what happens. “Belle, you are here. How was the meeting with Ethan?” Emily's voice pulls me back to the present.“Not good,” I reply, without even glancing at her, my head aching because of crying earlier.“Why? And by the way, why did you even go to meet him? You said you have no interest in Ethan.”I gasp and glance up into her eyes. “I went to meet him, because I wanted to give him a check, a one million dollar check.”Her eyes pop out from its sockets. “One. Million. Dollar. Check. Why?” she blurts out.