Ariana's heart pounded in her chest as she stumbled into the dimly lit club, seeking solace in the embrace of anonymity and the haze of alcohol. The weight of her emotions bore down on her, urging her to drown her sorrows in drink, desperate to numb the pain that consumed her. The flashing lights and pounding music provided a temporary relief from her disturbed and scattered thoughts, but deep down, she knew it was only a temporary escape. How could Lawrence betray her? After everything they have been through together? She could not seem to be able to wrap her head around it.
She had turned off her phone on her way to the club, knowing fully well that Laila would call her to know how good their plan had gone. She knew that if she ended up informing Laila about what had happened in Lawrence's house, Laila would ensure that Lawrence and whoever was on the bed with him wish they were dead.
"Hey baby girl. Meow meow Catwoman, how about you get a little feisty for Daddy?"
Her gaze fell upon a shabby looking young man. He was dressed in leather pants and jacket, she immediately guessed that he was a biker and knowing fully well that they're usually not good news so she chose to ignore him. But it seemed that he wasn't having it.
As she made her way through the crowd, she felt a hand grope her ass. Her eyes widened in shock as she paused in her tracks, she felt her heart race.
Ariana's shock quickly transformed into anger, her brows furrowing as she wondered who had violated her personal space. She didn't have the patience or tolerance for such behavior, especially not on a night like this when she was already grappling with her own emotional turmoil.
Without a second thought, she swiftly spun around, her eyes locking onto the man's face. Her voice dripped with a mixture of anger and determination as she spoke, "You have no right to touch me like that. Keep your hands to yourself!"
The man's face contorted into a smug grin, clearly unfazed by her reaction. He leaned in closer, his words slurred with the effects of alcohol, "Aw, come on, sweetheart. Just having some fun. Loosen up a bit."
Ariana's jaw clenched as her frustration intensified. She had reached her breaking point, and she wasn't about to let this stranger push her any further. Drawing strength from her anger, she raised her voice above the blaring music, capturing the attention of those nearby.
"Fun? Is that what you call it? Well, I call it harassment!" she retorted, her voice laced with defiance. The crowd around them began to murmur, their attention shifting from the pulsating music to the unfolding confrontation.
Suddenly, a tall figure emerged from the outskirts of the gathering. It was a bouncer or so she thought as she did not care to look at his face, clad in a black suit, his muscular frame imposing. He stepped forward, placing a hand on the man's shoulder, his voice firm and commanding.
"Is there a problem here?" the bouncer asked, his gaze fixed on the man in leather. His presence alone seemed to shift the dynamics of the situation, forcing the harasser to take a step back.
The man stumbled over his words, attempting to play down the incident, "Nah, man, just messing around. No harm intended."
The bouncer's stern expression didn't waver as he addressed Andrea, his voice filled with empathy, "Miss, are you alright? Do you want me to escort this individual out of the club?"
Ariana took a deep breath, feeling a mix of relief and gratitude wash over her. She nodded, her voice steady, "Yes, please. I appreciate your help."
With that, the bouncer firmly guided the man away, disappearing into the crowd. Ariana let out a sigh, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders. She moved towards the bar and took a seat as she ordered multiple shots of tequila. In a matter of seconds she had gulped down a lot of alcohol and was now tipsy. She held the glass in her hand and slowly twirled the drink, her eyes and lazily slowing scanning the crowd.
As Ariana sat there, lost in her own thoughts, a voice broke through the haze of the club and captured her attention.
"Is this seat taken?"
Ariana looked up to see the bouncer. She noticed his striking blue eyes and a warm smile that was surprisingly familiar. He looked so much like her high school crush, George. But there was no way that it was him so she brushed the thought aside.
Ariana shook her head, gesturing to the empty seat beside her. "No, it's all yours."
The bouncer gracefully slid onto the stool, his eyes never leaving Ariana's face. "I saw what happened earlier. You handled that situation with strength and courage."
A mix of surprise and gratitude washed over Ariana. She hadn't expected anyone to notice or comment on the incident, and it touched her that this stranger had taken notice.
"Thank you," Ariana replied, a genuine smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "It's been a tough night, and I needed someone to remind me that I'm not alone."
"Hmmm"
Curiosity got the best of her and she ended up asking anyway. "Did you perhaps attend Elite high school?"
"Yeah, why? Do you know me?" There was a hint of suspicion in his eyes, his eyebrows were furrowed in confusion.
"Oh my God, you're George right?" She clapped her hands excitedly, she could not believe her eyes. "It's me, Ariana! Oh my goodness, I can't believe this."
"Wait…no way! Ariana?" He engulfed her in an embrace, he couldn't contain his surprise. "It has been like how many years now? Since prom right? Wow!"
"I know!" She allowed herself to enjoy the hug, after what she had been through earlier, she deserved a decent hug.
He released her from the hug and stared at her. "You look…wow Ariana honestly, you look amazing, you have really changed. You look so beautiful."
Ariana blushed, feeling a mixture of flattery and nostalgia at George words. It had been years since they had last seen each other, and the sudden reunion felt surreal. She couldn't help but notice the subtle shift in George's demeanor, and the flirty look in his eyes didn't go unnoticed."Thank you, George," she replied, her voice tinged with a hint of shyness. "You're looking good too. It's incredible to see you after all this time. Do you work here?""No I don't.""Well, earlier when you kicked out that pervert, I honestly thought you were a bouncer.""Good God no.""You have really changed George."George chuckled, his smile widening. "Yeah, life has taken some unexpected turns since high school. But it's great to reconnect with old friends. So, what brings you here tonight?"Ariana took a deep breath, contemplating how much to reveal. She didn't want to burden George with her personal issues, but she also didn't want to dismiss the chance to confide in someone who seemed genuinel
"Just touch me,’ Ariana whined, arching impatiently against his hand. George couldn’t make either of them wait any longer. Slowly, he brought his middle finger down and slid it gently over her folds. threw her head back. "God, yes. Keep going.’ He did it again, this time his fingertip slipping between and gathering her wetness. He parted her with two fingers and found her clit, rubbing it in small circles. She cried out against his lips, and was lost. The taste of her, the smell of her, the feel of her so close against him, skin to skin. As soon as she felt that first spurt, she began to rock forward against his hand. Ethan pulled away slightly from her, only enough to slip his finger out of her vagina but leaving her hanging precariously by a thin line of precome at the end of her sex. She whimpered as he slowly withdrew his finger. She didn’t want him to stop. Not yet. Not yet.She wanted him there inside of her, filling her up completely, filling her with his seed, filling every
Ariana nodded shakily. Her whole body shuddered when his breath brushed across her lips, and she closed her eyes and tilted her head back in a silent invitation. He kissed her, letting his tongue slide against hers. She moaned against his mouth and opened for him, allowing him access to her mouth. He broke the kiss and started kissing and licking every part of her face, tasting her salty perspiration and warm, slick flesh on his tongue before moving upwards to kiss her ear. He nibbled her earlobe teasingly before continuing his journey upward, kissing and licking every inch of skin he could reach until he was kissing along the length of her neck.He stopped briefly before returning back to his previous task. He heard her soft moan as he trailed kisses up to her jaw, then down the column of her neck. He paused just below her collar bone before trailing his tongue along her breastbone to her belly button. She squirmed underneath him, her breathing quickening. She ran her hands down his
Ariana's body revolted against her, wrenching and convulsing as she felt the familiar churning in her stomach. The sickness overwhelmed her, and she stumbled towards the bathroom, barely making it in time before her insides rebelled. Tears mingled with bile as she knelt on the cold tiles, she could no longer shake off the persistent feeling that something was amiss. She couldn't ignore the subtle changes in her body any longer. Fatigue had settled in, and her breasts had become more tender and sensitive. A nagging suspicion began to take hold of her thoughts but she refused to accept it."Hey kiddo, you good?" Ariana's elder sister, Elizabeth asked, her face was laced with worry and concern."I think so." Ariana responded weakly, struggling to get back on her feet and clean the vomit on the floor."Hey I got you kiddo, Go lay on the bed and by the way, Laila's on her way here"Ariana nodded and mouthed the word 'Thank you.' The past few weeks had been so hard for her, coupled with the
Ariana nodded, feeling a renewed sense of purpose. She knew that she needed to protect herself from the judgment and complications that her current environment brought. She had endured enough pain and heartache, and now it was time for a fresh start, especially since her ex, Lawrence had been stalking her since their break up. At first he had gone around spreading rumors she was the one caught cheating and she had called off the engagement because of the guilt, but later on he began stalking her, constantly texting her on every social media platform, begging for another chance. She remembered one time when she ran into him at the mall."Ariana!" he had called out, his voice filled with desperation as he hurriedly approached her in the busy mall.She felt her heart race with a mix of fear and anger, but she mustered up the courage to face him. "What do you want, Lawrence?" she asked, her voice laced with determination.Lawrence took a step closer, his face pleading. "Please, Ariana, ju
Ariana's heart skipped a beat as she hurriedly packed up her belongings, glancing at the clock ticking away precious minutes. She had been caught up in a crucial meeting with a client, and now she was on the verge of being late to pick up Sydney from school.Her assistant followed Ariana outside the meeting room to get more instructions from her. Ariana knew that her daughter was just like her, she didn't like to be kept waiting. There had even been a time when her daughter had given her the cold treatment because she had been late for their Friday daughter and mother night."Ariana, don't worry, I'll take care of everything here," her assistant reassured her, sensing the urgency in Andrea's voice. "You go ahead and pick up Sydney. I'll handle any follow-ups and make sure the team is on track." Ariana let out a sigh of relief, grateful for her assistant's competence and support. "Thanks, Zoey. You're a lifesaver. I owe you one."Zoey grinned mischievously. "Oh, you owe me more than o
Ariana's heart swelled with pride and love for her daughter. She crouched down to Sydney's eye level, her voice filled with warmth. "You already are, Sydney. You have strength, kindness, and a brave heart. That's what makes a true superhero."Sydney beamed, her face glowing with joy. "Thank you, Mama. I love you.""I love you too, my honey bee," Ariana whispered, her voice filled with all the love a mother could muster. "Ariana!" The home room teacher screamed out as she waved, she was busy handling other kids so she could not greet Ariana properly. "Don't forget to attend the PTA meeting!""Alright, Miss Johnson!" As Ariana settled into the car seat next to Sydney, she took a deep breath, trying to calm the remnants of her racing heart. She glanced at her watch, realizing that she had some unfinished business that needed attention. She needed to call Zoey to know how the rest of the meeting went."Sydney, sweetheart, can Mama make a quick call to her assistant? It won't take long,
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