Chapter 5

My cell phone rang, Sean's name was on the screen, I just stared at my phone lying on the table without wanting to answer it, I needed time to think about all this, finally the phone went silent again.

"Why wasn't it answered?" asked Caroline, I took a deep breath.

"I need time to think." That's all I can say, and it's true, I need some time to think, I don't know how much time is left for me before I let everything go according to the fate(?) that has been determined for me, I'm not sure.

My phone rang again with the same caller, I decided to put it on silent mode.

"What if he doesn't love me?" The question just came out because I was thinking the worst.

"You guys are just getting started, why do you always think the worst first?"

I shrugged. Sometimes it becomes a habit of mine to think the worst so I can be prepared if it happens, but Caroline always raves about it and tells me not to think that way, she says it dampens my optimism, I'm just getting ready instead of wanting to give up.

"Live this to the best of your ability, if he messes with you I will kill him myself."

I smiled as I looked at Caroline, she is my cousin who is very understanding and like my own sister.

"He wants me to quit Entertainment," I tell her and Caroline looks at me in disbelief, she almost jumps out of her chair. I know this news must have shaken her as well.

"What??? And you accept it???"

I nod, Caroline languidly sinking into the back of her chair.

"Is it okay if I stop?" I asked worriedly, Caroline smiling slightly as she waved her hand.

"I am not a nameless manager Ana, even without looking for artists these artists come to me," she concluded arrogantly, I pressed my lower lip to mock her arrogance, but what Caroline said was true. She is one of the most experienced and sought after artist managers out there.

"I'd better take you home, I want to meet Aunt Alina too," Caroline said as we left our seats. Just as we were about to pass the door of the cafe, Sean's figure blocked our way and I could clearly see that the man was holding back his emotions.

"I want to talk to you, Ariana," he said with a slight hiss, I'm like a rabbit about to be eaten by an anaconda.

"I'll wait at home." Caroline walked away without trying to help me. When Caroline's figure was out of sight, Sean grabbed my wrist and dragged me gently to his car. Luckily I hadn't brought my Audi, I went with Caroline after the launch of my second single.

**

Today Sean came over to my house to ask about my guest list. After measuring the ring and ordering the invitation yesterday, today he and I had to take it to the printer to complete the order. We sat on the couch in the living room and looked at the list of names we wanted to invite to the wedding.

I handed him my list of names and he frowned.

"Why only a few?" he asked, to which I shrugged nonchalantly.

"I don't really have many friends," I mumbled, and Sean narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

"Are you ashamed of your marriage?"

I was surprised and a little offended by the question. What does he mean by 'I'm ashamed of this marriage'? Instead, I feel like the luckiest woman to be married to a billionaire.

"No, I don't really have many friends, they're all just acquaintances, unlike you." I looked at the guest list he had made.

"Why most men?" he asked again.

Oh, God! What's wrong with this guy?

"Isn't that right? Isn't that great? You can tell I'm yours now," I commented, looking at him and trying not to upset him. Sean put my guest list on top of his guest list, then unexpectedly kissed me a little harshly and seductively.

I got used to his treatment, I wrapped my arms around his strong neck, one of his hands squeezed my breasts, my lust accelerated and my groin throbbed. Sean's kiss moved to my neck and continued down to my chewy mound wrapped in a bra, I shamelessly sighed his name, it was so delicious, my stomach was tickled by millions of flying butterflies. Sean unhooked my bra, which was in front of me, without me noticing that my shirt button was fully undone. My position is now lying on the sofa and Sean is stroking my chewy mound, I squeeze his hair as I enjoy the caress, my groin is throbbing and my body wants more, then I hear the sound of a car pulling into the garage, my eyes open in surprise.

"Sean, aaahh." I try to fight this pleasure, Sean's kiss goes down to my stomach.

"Sean, Mooom." I stifled a sigh, Sean's kiss stopped in front of my groin which was still covered in hotpants, I heard the sound of a car door closing and we hurried to fix our appearance, Sean kissed the top of my breasts before he hooked my bra back on.

"Mine," he whispered sensually in front of my twin mountains, I held my breath for a moment then exhaled as Sean reattached my bra and helped me button my shirt, my mom came in a few seconds after we finished cleaning up.

"Wooooww, who's being intimate," My mother scoffed, I took a deep breath and then chuckled, I looked at Sean who was smiling and holding back his laughter.

"How was the invitation? Is it done?" my mother asked.

"It will be today Mom." I replied.

"Okey, I go to the room first, I want to rest for a while," my mother said and then walked ahead of us, I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can I continue?"

A blow landed on Sean's arm, the man moaning in pain.

"Feel it! Who told you to be a pervert," I snapped, narrowing my eyes in disgust.

"But you want to?!" Sean giggled, I pursed my lips, he's annoying when he's in his annoying mode like this. He tucked my hair, which was hanging down from my face, behind my ear. He grabbed my chin and made me look at him for a moment, then kissed me again, just like before. I tried to push him away but it had no effect, I was afraid My mother would see us. When the kiss returned to my neck, I tried to make Sean stop.

"Behave, Sean!" I said, trying to hold back a sigh.

"I want you now, Ariana," Sean begged against my neck.

"Not now," I said and Sean pulled his face away from my neck and looked at me.

"Why?"

I bit my lip nervously, I'm not ready to do it anyway, he will be my first man if he does it later after we get married.

"I'm... not ready yet," I admitted embarrassed, I looked at Sean with nervousness mixed with embarrassment, I knew for sure that he had had sex with women many times.

"Have you ever had sex with a man?"

I don't know what color my face is now, hearing this vulgar question, I'm definitely embarrassed. Shaking my head while looking down, Sean lifted my chin and looked at me with a look I couldn't understand.

"Is that true?" he asked as if he didn't believe me. I turned my head and tried to keep my mind and attention on our guest list. I'm embarrassed, this is the first time a man has asked so openly about my sex life. Sean grabbed one of my hands that was holding the paper, he put the paper I was holding on the table, he kissed my fingers that were in his grip.

"I want to be the first for you," Sean said while looking at me with his sincere look, I was stunned. I suddenly hesitated to make a decision.

"Not now, I'm not ready." That's all I can say, and it's true. Giving up one's virginity is not like giving up a box of candy, it's about a woman's dignity and honor.