TRISTAN'S POVI couldn't understand what was actually going on with Aria, what the hell happened? Many thoughts flooded my head, but I couldn't decipher the actual thing to think about.Aria has been acting weird lately which I kind of understood regarding her plight, but she was just becoming worst."Are you okay?" I asked but she just started crying, which was surprising to me, because I did nothing wrong to her."Aria is something wrong? Please talk to me," I said but she only bent down her head, as her tears increased the more.I love Aria and I was trying my possible best to love and understand her, but I don't like her the way, I didn't like the fact that she's letting her problems bring her down."Aria can you please talk to me? Don't give me the silent treatment please," I pleaded but she stared at me with tears in her eyes and I was really confused.I was thinking if anyone had bullied her while I wasn't around, but I knew Aria isn't the type to get bullied by others, she's a
ARIA’S POV“Aria!!” Tristan called me loudly, and I sighed jumping down from the bed. I walked to the door and opened the door widely, seeing Tristan standing there with his full regalia. I widened the door and paved way for him to enter, he entered and sat on the couch with a smile plastered on his face. “Is anything the matter?” I asked him and he chuckled. “Do I look like there’s something wrong?” He asked and I shook my head. “But the smile looks weird,” I sighed and that was when he laughed out loud. “Well, I came to inform you that our wedding has been fixed,” He said and my heart flipped multiples times, but I tried hard for him not to notice it. “When is it?” I asked him. “In three days time,” He replied and I sighed deeply. I suddenly became nervous, and I began to sweat internally. I didn’t want him to know that I was nervous, so that was why I tried to conceal it. “Okay,” I said but suddenly frowned. “Did you just say in three days time,” I half yelled and he loo
Aria's POV. It's the wedding day, Aria. Something whispered in my ears..... Or maybe I was imagining, it's probably my voice. The day I'll be declared as Tristan's bride is here… There was this feeling of uneasiness in the pit of my stomach. I clenched my hand together and sat down on the bed, trying to calm my nerves. “Oh, come on, Aria, you got this,” I muttered to myself, but my inside was still burning with nervousness. “Quit being a baby now Aria, it's your wedding day” I assured myself as I stood up and walked to the bedside mirror.I admired the simple wedding gown I had on, my make-up was light and simple, and I love it that way. Had I wanted an exquisite and big wedding celebration, Tristan would have heeded my demands, but I want a simple one. I'm never a fan of extravagant spending or public lifestyles, I always love everything simple and beautiful. I know a weddin
Aria's POV. The kiss was long and hard, I grabbed hold of him and dominated the kiss, I love being in dominance... He let me take control of kissing him fiercely and hard, I never knew how much I wanted to kiss him again and again till my lips met his. My wolf purr in pure ecstasy, it felt so good, it's pure pleasure and I do not wish for it to end. I want to devour every inch of his delectable lips, explore every part of him, create chaos of needs in his body till........ My thoughts were interrupted by thunderous claps from the wedding guest. A pox on those wolves! That's the worst form of interruption I've ever had, I could strangle someone with pleasure right now. How could they interrupt such..... ‘OMG! We're in front of a gathering and I'm kissing Tristan like some... Uhmmmm.....some lust-stricken whore.’ I screamed in my head and I think I heard my wolf giggle hard. Darn!!! I let that naughty-minded wolf take control of my emotions. I withdraw silently from the kiss.
ARIA POV'SI stared at the angry woman who was making a fuss out of everything, she gave me an angry look, and it made me felt like slapping her hand on her face."Who the hell does she think she is?" I mentally asked myself with a deep frown on my face.She acted as if she's in love with Tristan, what I hated the most, it's not like I love him alot, I just hated the fact that she's been close to Tristan."You motherfucker, do you think you can steal Tristan away from me? That's not gonna happen!" The woman yelled, and at that moment, I was almost loosing it.How dare she!"You can't choose her over me, you can't!" The woman yelled like a deranged lady and Tristan sighed.Did he? Did her just sigh? He should be kicking this woman out of here! Why the hell was he sighing.Does he see me as a joke? Perhaps what the heck does he think of me?"Tristan, did you just hear her?" I asked Tristan."Just let her be Aria," Tristan said and I scoffed twice."Seriously? I should let her be? Is tha
Alia's POV. After the embarrassing moment I had a few minutes ago, I couldn't look Tristan directly in the face. I can't believe I made such a big fool out of myself, I don't know what to think, when I saw that girl with Tristan, my wolf growl in utmost jealousy and I was enraged. Such a little girl is confessing love to my mate, I couldn't stand it, I just couldn't help it. The one thing that still baffles me is that I don't know why I am being so possessive over Tristan. Our marriage isn't really..... I kept trying to get that fact into my head but I was helpless... My feelings have a mind of their own, and my wolf isn't helping matters. She keeps longing for him. She gets excited whenever he's near, and goes crazy if we have any form of intimacy... The numerous kisses we shared are so pure that it illuminates my being. How can I not not want more? This question suddenly popped out of my head and I immediately dispelled them. This isn't the time to want more, it's the time
Tristan's POV. As I looked at her beautiful sleeping face, my hands were eager to caress and feel her skin but I restrained myself. Despite being a bit drunk, I know my limits. Her face radiated like a streaming bright moon. I looked around the room, hundreds of long, slender candles burned in a drifting light, the mystique of jasmine, the light dimly illuminating the room casting its light on her. I smiled, bending and scooping a handful of her hair that was similar to sunlight. I gently sat by the bedside which deepened as it received my weight. My feelings for her are flaming each day, it's ranging into a volcano. I know our marriage wasn't something real but a mere agreement between us, but still, my heart longs for her. It's been longing for her ever since I found her, though it was unknown to me but I don't know why faith is playing games with me. I looked at her sleeping face dimly lit by the light and my heart tugged for her. She's beautiful, courageous, intelligent.
Aria feels like the feelings inside of her were burning up inside of her chest she was so shocked that she was having this kind of emotions especially since she had been hurt before the broken little pieces were still able to work on in her pulsing heart and that frightened her a lot. She didn't need this right now in her life maybe some other day when she was more prepared but right now it was hoping I would be kind of force that a car with broken brakes with it an incoming deer that was unsuspecting and had a jumped into the hole without any expectations of such instead of its to bring her joy and happiness, she was being gripped by worry and shock. She hadn't expect to feel like if in her life again especially since the first time her gone so bad for her, but now that it was this way she just didn't know how to act she found herself constantly avoiding eye contact with Tristan, it was even hard holding a conversation with me my lips will just be moving on his moving in response