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
Ian:-The next morning I found my sorry ass in Seattle, I slid out of the bed and changed into my Armani pinstripe suit and then drove to her company. I pulled up in front of the company and glanced up at the beautiful building, it was so huge and built with glass from top to bottom, with the company name written on the top. C&C Technologies, I frowned when I tried to think of what the C&C stood for. I walked into the building and went straight to the receptionist, telling her that I have an appointment with Miss. Ariel Black and she told me the floor number and where the elevator was. I took the elevator up to her floor and when I came out there was a woman sitting behind a desk.“Welcome to C&C Technologies. My name is Nancy, how can I help you, Sir?” Nancy asked, smiling.“It's Mr. Sinclair. My assistant called yesterday and booked a meeting with Miss. Black.” I replied, giving her a polite smi
Ariel:-I cant believe that Ian is here to ask for my help after what he did to me, I never thought I would ever see this day in my entire life and here it is. I won’t say that I hate him because I still love him and that's why I was unable to decline his request to save his company by investing in it. I had to make a bullshit excuse that I was helping his parents, but in reality, I just can't see Ian in pain like this. I'm not like those other women who want revenge because by the look of Ian, I don't think revenge is necessary, his current wife made sure of that.I’m almost certain that he's in this mess because of that bitch and by looking at Ian I can see that his wife isn’t taking care of him. Ian has got bags under his eyes and his beard has grown, he looks like he hasn't shaved in months and just the sight of him makes me want to throttle that bitch Fiona, I’m sure she is the reason behind his condition. I really wanted to just run
Ariel:-After Ian left I attended the rest of my meetings along with my brother and asked my assistant to do a complete background check and full research on the Sinclair company for the past six years. Once I was finished I grabbed my things from my office and drove towards my penthouse. I asked the building valet to park my car when I arrived and stepped inside my private elevator, entering my penthouse. I took my long coat off and hung it up.“Carl, Carol, I’m home.” I said and as soon as they heard my voice they came running towards me with a heavily pregnant Giselle, waddling behind them. They were here with their nanny, so I'm sure they wouldn't have given Giselle a hard time.“You look hot, sexy mama.” I said, whistling and looking at my friend as I hugged my children, but she just rolled her eyes at me and muttered something.“Your nephew needs to come out of me, I am getting