Ariel:-
It was around 1pm on a Saturday afternoon and I was at my apartment working on my laptop developing new software, which was almost complete and ready to be delivered to the client, when there was a knock on my front door. I got up and opened the door only to find my best friend Giselle standing there, dressed up in her knees cropped pants and a grey tank top. Giselle and I had been friends ever since high school and know each and everything about each other, both good and bad.
“Hey Ari, please don't tell me you are still developing that boring software as always? Never mind, it doesn't matter anyway because we are going shopping, whether you like it or not. I’m dragging your ass out of this beautiful, cozy apartment, right fucking now.” Giselle said, making me roll my eyes and shake my head at her. I turned around to glance back at my apartment which I loved so much because I bought it all by myself. I worked my ass off from developing the boring software as Giselle calls it and selling it to clients, I did all of this without any help, not even from my parents. It's not like my parents aren't wealthy or supportive because they are, but I just wanted to be independent and do this on my own.
“Okay, okay. Just give me thirty minutes to get ready and finish my software then we can go.” I replied, letting her in and shutting the door behind her.
“Fine, I'll be watching TV in the living room, waiting for you.” Giselle said, huffing as she grabbed the TV remote.
“Suit yourself.” I said, going back into my room. I quickly finished up the last bit of the software and then went to take a quick shower. I finished up, dried off and grabbed my pink floral mini dress, then sat down at my vanity table to do my make-up. I applied a little bit of face powder, mascara and lip gloss, then straightened my hair. Once I was finally done I looked at my appearance in the floor length mirror, happy with how I looked and walked back into the living room to meet Giselle.
“You look sexy, girl. Everyone is going to be staring at you or should I say eye fucking you.” Giselle said, looking me up and down.
“Oh, shut up and get your ass moving.” I replied, grabbing my car and home keys from the kitchen counter. We walked out of my building and straight to my car, sliding into my Mercedes which was gifted to me by my one and only protective older brother Jackson, as a gift for my birthday. I started the car, letting the engine roar to life and drove us to the shopping mall. We got to the mall in record time and immediately started shopping. After a lot of shopping and stopping by the spa we went to the nearest cafe to eat something because we were both starving. Giselle and I placed our orders and talked a little about random things, when the waiter returned with our order and a glass of red wine. We were both enjoying our food and talking when my phone rang and looked at the caller ID, it was my mom, so I instantly picked it up and put it to my ear.
“Hey Mum, how are you doing?” I asked in a cheerful tone.
“Hey baby girl, I'm doing just fine. Where are you?” My mom asked, sounding a bit weird.
“I’m outside with Giselle, doing some shopping. Why? Is everything alright?” I asked, worried.
“Yes, yes. Everything is great, it's just that the Sinclairs are at home and they want to meet you, like now.” My mom replied, but she still sounded a bit weird.
“Like now, now? Why are the Sinclair’s over there all of a sudden?” I asked, shocked with a slight frown on my face.
“Yes, now, now. I will fill you in with the details when you come home.” My mom replied, making me sigh.
“Ok, fine. I'll be there in fifteen minutes. Bye.” I replied, wondering what all this was about and why my mom was being so secretive.
“Perfect, we will be waiting for you. Drive safe.” My mom replied and ended the call. I glanced up at Giselle who was already looking at me with an arched brow, like she wanted to ask something.
“Let me guess, your mother asked you to come home, right? From the frown on your face I’m guessing she didn't tell you the reason why.” Giselle said, reading me like a book.
“Yup. that's why I need to head over there, right now.” I replied, wiping my mouth with the napkin.
“Okay, no worries. Good luck for whatever this thing is. You go and I will just call a cab. Bye Ari.” Giselle said, waving me off as she walked out of the cafe carrying the tons of shopping bags she had. I paid the bill and left the cafe, going to my car and driving straight to my parents house. I pulled up in front of my parents house and got out, locking the car behind me. I walked to the front door, lightly knocked and before I knew it the door opened and I was being pulled into a bone crushing hug by my dad.
“Hey, my little pumpkin.” My dad said, kissing my forehead.
“Hey dad, you look good.” I replied, kissing his cheek and once my dad had let me go my mom greeted me and dragged me into the house. I was dragged to the living room before I even had a chance to ask a single question and when we got there I was met by the famous Sinclair’s. My parents and the Sinclair’s have been friends for a very long time, ever since I was a child.
“Ariel, meet your future mother and father-in-law. Mr. and Mrs. Sinclair, your best friend's and your future husband's parents.” My mom suddenly announced.
“WHAT!!” I yelled out in shock. Sure, I know Mr. and Mrs. Sinclair, but what does she mean by my future father and mother-in-law? How? My future husband? Are they talking about Ian? My best friend, well he was my best friend up until he decided to up and disappear on me a few years ago.
Ariel:-“Sorry, I’m a little confused or more like, shocked. Did I hear right?” I asked and apologized when I saw that Mr. and Mrs. Sinclair were looking at me with serious faces.“Oh honey, it's fine, our apologies. We have just dropped a huge bombshell on you, without even filling you in on a single detail.” Mrs. Sinclair said, walking towards me.“Well pumpkin, it's just that both families have thought a lot about this matter and arranged your marriage to Ian Sinclair. You know Ian, right?” My dad asked.And, of course I remember Ian Sinclair. How could I forget the man I have loved since we were children, we used to play together whenever we had time. I was twelve and he was fifteen then, he used to call me Angel and take care of me, he used to help me with everything from homework to solving problems and etc, and the list goes on. We even studied at the same school until our high
Ian:-It was a Saturday night and I was sitting at the club with my friends, drinking and watching a strip dance, when my phone decided to ring. I looked at the caller I.D and let out a gasp when I saw it was my dad and he never calls me unless it's really urgent, so I answered.“Come over to the mansion straight away, don't waste any time we need to talk right now.” My dad said, ordering me in his stern tone.“Well, hello to you too, dad. By the way I’m fine thanks for asking. I can't come right now because I’m kinda really busy at the moment.” I replied, using my best sarcastic tone with him.“I know just how busy you are, I am sure you are busy fucking some whore or something. I don't want to listen to any excuses, so you better come home. Your mother and I need to talk to you.” My dad said, raising his voice to me.“Well, technicall
Ariel:-It's 11:00 am in morning and I can't believe I woke up this late. Gosh! I’ve got a meeting with a client at 12:00 pm. I slid out of the bed and took a quick shower, wrapped myself in the towel and walked out of the bathroom. I was going towards my walk-in closet when there was a knock on my front door. I thought it would be Giselle, therefore, without even thinking I opened the door and let out a gasp of surprise only to be met by the love or should I say the childhood crush of my life, Ian himself, looking handsome as always more in person rather than in the magazine. Oh my! my ovaries are gonna burst because the pictures don't do him justice. I didn't realize I was staring at him for what felt like hours until I heard Ian talk and I gasped in surprise and held my towel tightly."Hey, Angel. Long time, no, see? By the way, aren't you gonna invite me in? Well, to be honest, I don't mind admiring your curvy and sexy body hiding underneath the s
Ariel:-It was 12:15 and I was already 15 minutes late for the meeting with my client at Rock Hard Cafe in New York all because of that idiot, Ian. I was praying to God that the client won't just cancel the deal. I entered the cafe and stopped by the receptionist."I am here to meet Mr. Matthew Anderson. Can you please guide me to the table?" I asked."What's your name Miss?" The receptionist asked, smiling politely."My name is Ariel Black." I replied, matching her sweet smile."Oh yeah! This way ma'am." She said and guided me to the table where sat, Mr. Matthew Anderson. My client. He was in his early thirties and looking handsome in a designer three-piece business suit, but not as handsome as Ian. The man stands up and extends his hands towards me for a handshake."Hello! I am Matthew Anderson, you must be the beautiful Ariel Black." He introduced himself while kissin
Ariel:-We entered the outlet of Tiffany & Co and Ian placed his hand on the small of my back, massaging it and sending shivers all over my body. A brunette sales girl greeted us."How can I assist you today?" The sales girl asked, seductively while staring at Ian from head to toe and biting her lower lip, it feels like she was undressing Ian with her eyes."Uggghhhh!! Don't tell me you slept with her also." I asked, rolling my eyes at him."Jealous Angel? Well if the prey is surrendering to the hungry lion itself, how can a lion reject the offer, just like that I take the advantage of the opportunity." He replied with a mischievous grin on his face."Can you please stop checking out my fiance and show us the engagement ring?" I asked the brunette with an attitude. We both sat down on the seats in front of the counter. The brunette switched into professional mode, knowing v
Ariel:-One week came and went away like the wind. Now, today it's my wedding day and I'm standing in front of the full-length mirror admiring my beautiful wedding dress. This day is gonna be the best day of my life. I'm gonna marry the love of my life, although it's a one-sided love, but still there is hope in me that he is gonna change one day and love me the same way I love him with all my heart. We haven't talked or seen each other since the day he yelled at me in his car and to be really honest, I'm dying to see and marry him so that I can proudly say he is my husband and he is off-limits ladies. Giselle did my hair and makeup. She curls my front hair strands and makes a messy high bun. I'm finally ready, just waiting for my mom and dad to come. Dad is going to give me away to Ian."Oh, myyyyyy Godddddd!!!! You look so pretty. My baby girl grew up. I can't believe you are getting married.” My mom said and let out a squeal of delight,
Ariel:-Ian turned my back towards his front and unzipped my dress at a steady pace while placing soft feathery kisses on my shoulder and back. My dress fell down on the floor, revealing me in a beautiful white lace corset in front of Ian's hungry gaze, hugging my curves perfectly giving the perfect show of my body to my newly married husband. I felt shy and looked down at my feet because this is gonna be my first time, I'm a virgin and kept my virginity as a gift for my husband. Ian raised my chin higher in order to make me look at him. Ian's eyes were darkened with pure lust for me."Never hide from me, my Angel. You are perfect in every way a man could ask for and your body is a pure definition of lust and pleasure." Ian said in a low husky voice and smashed his lips on mine and kissed me deeply. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back as our tongues intertwined, dancing in a pure rhythm of lust and desire we have fo
Ariel:-It has been three months since Ian and I got married. We are living happily as long as I don't intervene in his life, we eat breakfast and dinner together every day, go for a walk together and our sex life is just perfect. I can't be more thankful to God for providing me a happy life. Our parents sent us on a week-long honeymoon to Paris as their wedding gift to us and our honeymoon was pure bliss. It has been a week since and I am feeling nauseous, every morning when I wake up I end up vomiting. The smell of coffee, meat and so many other things make me feel nauseous. I haven't had a cup of coffee for a week when in reality I can't live a single day without. At a sudden moment, I realized that I am late. My period was due four days ago. I became nervous and scared at the same time and quickly went to the nearest pharmacy store and bought a few pregnancy tests. After returning back home I went to the washroom and followed the instruction that was wri