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, technically I was watching a strip dance and I wasnt fucking at the moment, but I was about to. I’ll be there.” I replied and angrily hung up the phone on my dad. I bid my friends goodbye and left the club, going straight to my baby, my car, my Aston Martin and one of the perks of being a billionaire. I slid inside my car and settled down on the driver's seat before starting the engine and letting it roar to life. I drove to my parents house as fast as I could, wanting to get this over and done with. I pulled up at the main iron gate of the Sinclair mansion and pressed the intercom button, waiting for someone to answer.
“Who is it?” An annoying voice asked.
“The one and only. The great Ian, you douchebag. Now open the damn gate already.” I rudely replied, ordering him. The front gate opened and I parked my car. After stepping out of my car I went inside the mansion and got greeted by my parents. My mother came running and pulled me in for a tight hug and kissed my cheeks, while dad just nodded at me curtly with a disgusting expression on his face. Dad doesn't like my lifestyle and I don't fucking care.
"My sweet baby I missed you so much." My mom said, pinching my cheek.
"I am not a baby, mom." I tell her and walked towards the bar to get myself a glass of bourbon.
"Shut up! No matter how big you get, you will always be my little baby boy." My mom said, taking a seat beside me on the barstool.
"So what do you guys wanna talk about?" I asked and started the conversation.
"We want you to get married and settle down. We are getting older day by day and want grandchildren to play with." My mom said, placing her hand on mine as I rested it on the bar counter.
"Well, NEWS FLASH. I'm never going to marry anyone, like I told you guys before so don't start that conversation again and torture me with it." I snapped not caring about my tone.
"You will marry the girl we have chosen for you. If you don't then forget about the companies, I'm going to hand over the companies to your cousin instead of you and stop providing you with your monthly allowance." My dad said, threatening me.
"DAD YOU CAN'T DO THAT TO ME! I WORKED REALLY HARD TO ACHIEVE THIS COMPANY AND I DESERVE IT NOT MY FILTHY COUSIN! YOU CAN'T JUST THREATEN ME LIKE THIS!!" I yelled at him.
"WELL TRY ME!" My dad yelled back.
"ENOUGH BOTH OF YOU!" My mom yelled at both of us, making us silent.
"Listen, son, you have got to move on, marry and settle down with someone. Not every girl is like that bitch Fiona. She was just after you for money. She never loved you, why don't you understand that? Once she found a wealthier man than you she left you and ran with him, shattering your heart. Why can't you see that?" My mom calmly said.
"But, I loved her mom. Like really, really loved her." I sadly tell her, while looking down at my glass of drink.
"I know son. I know." My mom said, giving me a comforting hug because she knows how sensitive this topic is for me. Whenever this topic is brought up I lose it.
"Well, son so what did you decide?" My dad asked.
"Who's the girl or should I say a gold digger you have chosen for me?" I asked rudely, while rolling my eyes.
"She is a really pretty girl. Her name is Ariel Black and she is not a gold digger. She is an independent woman who earns money herself and doesn't depend on anyone." My dad said, smiling.
"Like THE Ariel Black?" I asked, shocked, my eyes round like saucers.
"Yup! the one and only." My mom and dad said, simultaneously. After hearing the name I remembered the girl from my childhood. She was so sweet, kind, selfless and always loved to take care of everyone, that's why I call her Angel, but she was nerdy at that time. I still remember that day when she confessed her feelings to me, telling me that she loves me and in return, I told her that I only love her as my sister and as a friend because the way I feel about her was just platonic. I still remember her captivating blue eyes, they were so blue like a pure ocean. A few days after she confessed her feelings to me I moved out of the city with my parents and went to Harvard for further studies and got a degree in business. Where my high school girlfriend Fiona followed me and because we both were so in love. She had blonde hair, green eyes and an hourglass figure. We dated for a few years and after getting my degree I proposed to her.
We got engaged and just a week before the wedding I went to her home to surprise her without informing her that I will be coming and to my surprise, I found her naked on the bed fucking a guy. I became furious and beat the shit out of the naked man she was fucking and broke up with her and in response, she told me that she is the one breaking up with me and threw me out of the house and ran away with the man. Since that day I became a playboy and decided not to get married or have children, ever. All of my dreams shattered because of Fiona, but to be honest I still love her and that is why I'm unable to move on in my life. How can I still love a woman who cheated on me and never loved me in return?
"No,dad I won't. I consider her as my sister only and I can't marry her. I made it clear to her years ago on her graduation night when she told me that she loves me. After that I never contacted her for 8 years and I'm sure she hates me now. I'll be the last person she will wanna see and least wanna get married to." I tell them both.
"That was in the past. Now, convince her to marry you or lose the companies and the fortune." My dad threatened and left the living room.
"Think about it, son. You are gonna thank us one day for this and that sweet girl is gonna change you. Trust me." My mom said and kissed me on the cheek, as she left me alone at the bar drinking. I sat there for a good fifteen minutes, but got tired and thought of distracting my mind. I decided to call one of my hookups named Shirley for sex, she picked up on the first ring like she was expecting my call.
"Hello baby." Shirley said in a seductive tone.
"I need you tonight. I'll be at your place in 10minutes." I said and hung up, leaving and driving to her place. She opened the door for me and like always she was ready for me wearing a babydoll nighty. I didn't waste a single moment and dragged her inside her apartment. I pinned her by the wall and groped her breasts, fucking her mercilessly. After finding my release I fixed my pants and left her place. I went to my penthouse where I showered and put on my black night trousers. I climbed up on my bed and laid down thinking about Ariel and this wedding mess that I wanna get out of at any cost without losing my fortune or companies.
The next morning I woke up with my phone ringing and let out a groan when I looked at the caller ID, it was my dad calling. As much as I wanted to let it ring, I knew I couldn't and I picked it up.
"Yes, Dad." I murmured in a sleepy voice.
"Have you decided? If not then I am changing my will and transferring everything to your cousin." My dad threatened over the phone.
"I have decided I will marry her, just don't change your will yet." I instantly replied and sat down on the bed.
"Great! That's what I thought. Meet her today. I'm sending you her address and behave yourself, she really is a sweet girl. I already consider her as my daughter in law, so you better start thinking of her as your wife." My dad said and ended the call. I let out a growl and slid out of my bed. I took a quick shower and put on black slacks and a white T-shirt with a leather jacket. I stepped out of my penthouse building and drove towards Ariel's place.
On the way to her place, I bought a bouquet of pink roses that she loves so much as well as her favorite chocolates, Hershey kisses. After ten minutes of driving, I reached her place and stepped out of my car. I went to her apartment floor and I knocked on the door gently just to be greeted by the most amazing sight of my life or should I say the best intimate moment of my life which just gave me quite a hard-on in my pants only by her one sight. Ariel was standing in front of me wrapped up in a towel that was barely hiding her luscious curves from me. She let out a gasp of shock when she saw me standing in her doorway.
"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 a small towel, I was hoping to find out what's underneath it. Will you allow your future husband to see what's his?" I asked in a low husky voice.
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
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