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 small towel, I was hoping to find out what's underneath it. Will you let your future husband see what's his?" Ian asked in a low husky voice, his eyes full of lust. At that moment, I remembered that I'm still standing wrapped in only my small towel that barely hides my ass or covers the cleavage. I wrapped it around me even tighter, not wanting to slip a little more. I blushed when I saw Ian still looking me up and down with lust and desire, like he just wants to pin me against the wall and have his way with me.
"And she blushes how cute." Ian teased with a sexy smirk on his face and stepped forward.
"What are you doing here?" I asked rudely, while backing away because his gaze was predatory. He entered my apartment and shut the door behind with his leg without taking his eyes off me.
"Well, that's not the best way to greet your soon-to-be husband. To be honest, I was hoping for a kiss on my lips and by the way, do you always open the door wearing this small towel?" he asked in an angry possessive tone.
"Well for one. I am not gonna be your wife because I haven't said yes, second why would I kiss you when you made it clear years ago that I am like a sister to you, remember? And lastly, that's none of your business how I open my door, okay? Now would you please do me the honor of going back from wherever you came from Mr.Sinclair." I hissed in anger, but instead of doing what I asked him to do he pushed me against the wall and caged me in with his muscular hot body. He grabbed me by my waist and crushed his body with mine until I felt his member poking my stomach, which not to mention was so rock hard that I can feel him through the fabric of his pants. The next thing I know he smashed his mouth over mine and pulled me in for a deep kiss, it was a hard and fierce kiss to tell me how turned on he is and how much he wants me. He bit my lower lip, asking for the entrance of his tongue and I yelped in pain, opening my mouth and gave him the entrance he was seeking for. I didn't even realize when I wrapped my arm around his neck and kissed him back. We were kissing for I don't know how long and break the kiss apart breathing heavily. All of a sudden, I realized what just happened and stood frozen.
"Well, now for one we are past that brother and sister or blah blah whatever that is called after this amazing kiss In which you were an equal participant and secondly you will say "Yes" because I know you still have got feelings for me and if you don't believe it then this kiss we shared proved it and lastly everything is my business since you are gonna be my wife." Ian said the last sentence in a stern tone.
"This kiss won't happen again that was just a mistake and yes I may still have feelings for you, but that doesn't mean I am gonna marry a playboy who has slept with I don't know how many whores out there." I snapped with pure anger in my voice and pushed him away with as much strength I have got.
"Trust me, Angel. You are gonna marry this playboy. I will make sure of it." Ian said and handed me a pink roses bouquet and my favorite chocolates. I can't believe after all these years he still remembers that I love them.
"So, now let's forget all this shit for once and tell me how have you been, Angel?" he asked, settling down on my couch in the living room like he owns it.
"Wow, you really have the guts to barge into my life after all these years and ask me how am I doing? You even didn't contact me once after you left without even saying goodbye. Was it that hard?" I asked, furiously and glared daggers at him.
"I don't wanna talk about that. Let's have lunch today like old times. What do you say?" Ian asked, ignoring my question like I didn't even ask it.
"I can't. I have a meeting with a client and will you please go now, I have to get ready for that meeting. I am already super late and I don't want to keep my clients waiting." I replied, rejecting his offer.
"Well, I will go now, but we will meet again, Angel and when we meet again I am going to ask what do you do for a living and all. Let me guess, you are a software engineer, since you were a computer geek back then." Ian replied and kissed me on my cheek. He walked away and I heard the front door slammed shut which let me know that he's gone. I was still lost in my thoughts thinking about that kiss we shared. Suddenly, I remembered about the meeting. I put the flowers in my kitchen vase in a hurry and placed the chocolate on the kitchen counter and took out a minute of my time to eat one. I smiled while thinking he still remembers my favorites. I went into my room to get ready and left for the meeting.
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
Ariel:-I reached my apartment hurt and heartbroken by Ian and what hurts most is that he doesn’t even care about the baby we created and asked me to abort it, like the baby means nothing. We were doing good the past three months and I started to believe that we can make this marriage work, but again all of my hopes got crushed like before by the same person. I sobbed out loud in my room, lying down on my bed. Thank God I didn't sell my apartment because this place is my safe haven. I kept on crying and crying until sleep took over me. It was 4:00 AM in the morning when I felt a bad sudden pain in my stomach and switched on the lamp. When I spotted blood flowing down my thighs I got panicked thinking NO!! I can't let my baby die. I can't bear this. I don't think I will be able to live if I lose my baby. I instantly picked up my phone and called Giselle and my parents, but none of them picked it up, they must be sleeping and why won't they? It's 4:00 in the morning
Ariel:-….6 years later….I was making breakfast in the kitchen when my 5 year old twins came running from the stairs shouting and squealing in happiness. It's their first day at kindergarten and they aren't even ready, yet. Like always they are fighting over silly things."Mommy! Mommy! Carl is not giving me my doll. He is threatening to kill my dolly." My five-year daughter Caroline A.K.A Carol complained, tugging the hem of my shirt not knowing that the doll is a non-living thing and can't be killed. I glared at my son Carlos A.K.A Carl and in response, he just pouted, showing me his puppy dog eyes. Caroline is the miniature version of me except for her eyes, she has got green eyes just like her father while Carlos has got my blue eyes, but is the miniature version of Ian. Every time I look at him he reminds me of my ex-husband Ian."But, Mommy she broke my car." Carl said, bringing me back f
Ian:-It's been six year, six years filled with misery or should I say six years of living in hell. I should have listened to my parents when they told me that the Bitch Fiona was nothing more than a gold digger, she never loved me and just wanted me for my money. It's been six years and I still remember the day when Fiona walked into my office, crying and begging me for forgiveness.Flashback…...I was sitting in my office, signing some files and answering the emails I had received when my office door swung open, making me savage. Who the hell dared to come into my office without even knocking first. I was about to yell at the person, but when I looked up I was frozen to the spot and my ex-girlfriend, the only woman I have ever loved was standing in front of me and she looked a complete mess.It had been a long time since I had seen her and now she was here and I just sat here, star