"Ah, oh yes, oh goddamn it, oh yes baby," Vincent sighs again as he straightens his stride with his hands against Ariana's shoulder, slamming and pummeling her without any regard for the fact that her whole body is trembling with intense pleasure within his arms. In his hands, she has already experienced at least two orgasms, and he has no intention of letting her go anytime soon. He can not get enough of her body; he is going completely bonkers. He keeps pounding into her uncontrollably, slamming harder and faster as he enjoys the sight of her smooth, soft white ass bouncing against him. He feels as though his composure is ebbing away little by little. He can not stop himself; Ariana's body is making him insane. He has no control over it. He responds, "Oh yes, baby," and then gives it to her, striking her hard enough to make Ariana's pussy throb uncontrollably. She puts her hands against the car window, trembling and rolling her eyes because she can no longer control her emotions.
Clara switches off the ignition as soon as the car stops, leans back against the seat, and takes a deep breath. Her head is already racing with so many ideas that it feels heavy and foggy in a way that she does not like. I have made a terrible mistake, she thinks to herself as she grinds her teeth against each other and the experience with the Vicent replays in her mind." I should not have let her come back here," she says to herself quietly as she surveys the company in front of her. "Had I known that Vicent was the one running this business, I never would have brought her here." She grinds her teeth, seated in her seat, and thinks to herself, "Oh fuck this, this is just so frustrating as hell. Look at the trouble Ariana is having right now—the guy named, Vincent is so persistent and will not let her go to do as she pleases anytime soon. It is making it very difficult for Ariana to focus on her career and take care of herself. " She says this calmly before getting out of the car.
How on earth did Vincent do that? Calmly contemplating, she watches the other attendants, their expressions of bewilderment on their faces. She then shifts her attention back to the table Ariana is meant to be sitting at and applying makeup." This is absurd." She says this out loud to everyone in attendance before picking up her phone and looking through her contacts to find Ariana's number. She picks up the phone, presses it to her ears, and paces the room agitatedly while biting here bottom lip and thinking about a lot of things. "He assured me that he would bring her here. He fucking promised that he would bring her to the company and that everything would go according to plan, " she thinks to herself. " He fucking promised me something really important, and now he is breaking it." She thinks to herself, her memory deeply ingrained with rage. "Oh, I swear on the heavens that he should not show his face to me if he values his life, as I will use every hook and fiber in my mind to
Clara looks at the scene, a great deal of rage welling up inside her. She feels as though her teeth are being ground sharply, and she is enraged as she grinds against them. She has the impression that everything is going to blow up in her face." Sincerely, I find it hard to believe what I am seeing at this moment. " She silently ponders as she grits her teeth and watches as Vicent calmly ushers Ariana to the front row of meeting chairs in an attempt to take a seat. Ariana, however, quickly shakes her head, grinning at him, and moves in what is intended to be the direction of the restroom. Clara scowls. The way they are looking at each other, it appears as though they have completed the formal legal procedures that formally unite them. This expression conveys the true meaning of intense love and affection. Clara shakes her head briskly, so much rage raging in her head that she can not allow all these thoughts to pass through her mind. Vincent has taken action. With a broad smile on
Clara inhales deeply as she keeps massaging Ariana's back. Ariana finally breaks down in tears, trembling against her shoulder as she lets it all out. Clara closes her eyes and shakes her head. "How in the world did Vincent hurt you?" As she gives Ariana a strong hug, she muses to herself. "It is alright, darling. Simply relax. Everything is well. Later on, we will discuss this. Can you hear me?" As she speaks, Ariana remains firmly hugging Clara while nodding her head in agreement. After taking a deep breath, Clara keeps hugging Ariana while quietly reflecting. "Vincent, oh, how I hate you. Vincent—Vincent, Vincent, Vincent. How in the hell have you behaved?" She grinds her teeth as she muses to herself. "I am going to investigate this further. " She steps back from Ariana gradually and watches as she wipes her face, smearing and rubbing off the makeup that she had just applied moments before. With a laugh, Clara shakes her head. "You have to clean yourself up. You appear disorg
7 YEARS AGOThe door to the beautiful glass walled mansion swung open to reveal sweaty and exhausted Ariana as she held a bundle of groceries in her hand with her entire body soaked with sweat due to the stress she had to go through to carry all the heavy luggage from the car in the garage right into the apartment. She dropped them at the foot of the door and panted while she wiped a few strands of her sweaty red hair away from her face placing it behind her ears. "Well this was exhausting." She said and looked towards the direction of the kitchen. "Joan!" She called after she had cleared her throat to take away the excessive stress they had gone through. Joan made her way out of the kitchen and looked at the entrance. "Oh. Mrs Ariana. You came back early." She said and walked up to her. "And you look so sweaty. You see? You should have really taken my advice when I told you to allow me assist you with this." Ariana rolled her eyes. "Forget about it. That is not the issue right now
PRESENT DAYAriana sat in the dressing room backstage before her position, staring at the mirror and she admired her wavy red hair cascading down her shoulders and her glittering blue eyes sparkling with the golden lights emulating the entire environment. She chuckled as she adjusted the head mic on her head. "You did it, Ariana." She muttered softly to herself as she cracked her knuckles adjusting and sprucing up her dress a little bit. "The moment has come. It's time to disappoint those who never thought you could make it without their stupid help. " She said softly to herself as she clenched her fists with the thought of what happened five years ago ringing back in her memory. No matter how much she had tried to push it aside, it was just so hard. The pain and heartbreak she felt still held a large portion of her heart no matter how she tried to get rid of it. It was an experience she would never forget and had imprinted a big hole that could never be filled up in her heart. She b
The attitude Ariana was portraying right now was digging and piercing deep holes into Vincent's skull. He stood in his position as he glared at both Clara and Ariana with a sort of rage building up in his memory. What the hell is her problem? How dare she? What is she feeling like? All because I humbled myself and tried to look for her to get back to her? Now she's acting like she doesn't know me? He thought and tried everything he could to calm down. Cool off, Vincent. Calm down. You are trying to win her heart back. This is not the time to be so stupid. He thought to himself as he tried everything he could to suppress his fury. "I'm sorry about the way I lashed at you right now. I am so sorry Ariana okay. But this is just crazy. Why the hell would you say that? Of course, you know me and I know you. You are my ex-wife okay. " He said and Ariana looked at him with a raised eyebrow. She slowly turned her head to look at Clara. Clara also looked at her and the looks on their faces were