Araceli's PovI crossed my arms under my boobs as I stared at the man on the chair, his devilishly handsome face sat in a slight smirk, his hair was a bit tousled, he was still clothed in the suit he had wore to the office. His eyes held mine as I glared at him, how dare him show his face here? For two weeks, he has treated me with nothing but comtempt and anger, it was like the night we spent together didn't mean anything to him, I knew it was just dinner and a night of fun, but i had thought we made a little progress with our friendship.I swallowed heavily my throat weighed with the heavy feeling of anger and pain. The night we spent at his property had meant a lot to me and I had thought that it meant something to him too.Aside anger, I also felt a longing to seat on his thighs, run my hand through his hair, know what is on his mind, and the reason he had blocked me out.I wanted to know him, even more, I desired to know this mysterious man, to truly know all of him.I cleared m
Araceli's PovI wrapped my arms around neck, singing louding to the song playing from the home theater, with my hairbrush as a microphone. My voice filled the living room as I danced around, picking up clothes and straightening the mess scattered everywhere.I walked back and forth to my bedroom, organising the items in their designated position.My cheeks hurt so much from blushing, my thoughts were filled with the memory of my time with Zayn. I bite my lips trying to contain my smile, the thought of how his hands felt on my body had goosebumps appearing on my arms.I sat on the marble kitchen island, my legs dangling as I focused on my imagination, day dreaming about him.My phone notification dinged from the coffee table, I turned to glare at the device that had caught my day dreaming short.I hopped off the kitchen island, mumbling a few unpleasant words as I reached for the phone.Hey girl, I will be with you in two hours, kinda got stuck at the hotel.I rolled my eyes at the te
Araceli's Pov Clothes lay strewn on the bed and floor, a battlefield of discarded jeans, t-shirts, sweatpants, hoodies and dresses. I stood in the center of it all, arms crossed defensively as I stared at the shimmering silver dress Rilly held up triumphantly."Come on, Araceli," Rilly pleaded, her voice dripping with mock despair. "This night needs a little sparkle! Can you imagine Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome's friend swooning over you in that oversized sweatshirt again?"I rolled my eyes, a small smile tugging at the corners of my lips. "First of all, stop calling him that. Second, I highly doubt that his friend will be paying any mind to me tonight, regardless of what I wear." I tugged my oversized sweatshirt down my thighs, "It's not like I want his friend to notice me anyway."I picked up a gown from the floor, it was my first choice of clothing for the night, but apparently, Rilly had complained about the dress having too much of a length to it."Maybe not impressed," Rilly co
Araceli's PovThe cool night air hit my skin like a punch as we exited the club, the bouncers held the lady firmly, her loud voice still raining curse words on Louis who said nothing, his sole focus on Rilly. The atmosphere was a bit tense and we were all quiet.Zayn walked besides me and Louis walked with Rilly, a reasonable space between them. I looked at my bestfriend, her silence spoke volumes, her face, a mask of confusion and simmering anger. I let out a breath, but said nothing to her as I knew she wouldn't appreciate me hovering around her at this moment. She obviously felt ridiculed.Zayn rubbed his thumb against the back of my palm, I dipped my head in acknowledgement of his silent support.We got to the car park and a gasp escaped Rilly's lips, the woman, had left her mark not just on Louis, but on his expensive car. A long scratch ran across the body of the black Maybach S-Class, marring it's beauty."Man, this lady is crazy." Zayn spoke, his voice low."Good thing she di
Aracelli's LoveI jolted awake to the blaring of my alarm, heart pounding as I glanced at the clock. 5:00 PM. I had to be at work at 8:00 PM, and I was still cocooned in my rumpled bedsheets, the late afternoon sunlight filtering in through the blinds. Panic surged through me as I fumbled for my phone, squinting at the screen through bleary eyes. Three hours. I had three hours to transform myself from this disheveled mess to the polished str*pper my boss expected.Throwing the covers aside, l stumbled into the small bathroom, the cold tiles shocking me awake as I turned on the shower. As the water cascaded down my body, I mentally recited my to-do list; pick out an outfit for tonight, order something to eat at drive through, feed the cat and drop off freshly made salads for Mrs Mackenzie, my sweet neighbor. But beneath the scramble to get ready for work, a gnawing worry tugged at my thoughts, working late into the nights was becoming a bother as some shi**y activities has been going o
Fraya's Pov As the first rays of morning light filtered through the curtains, I stirred from my sleep, squinting as my eyes adjusted to the brightness. I gently got up, trying not to wake the sleeping male who was still snoring lightly. My mind was already reeling with the busy day ahead. I made my way to the kitchen and set the coffee machine whirring, the comforting aroma quickly filling the kitchen. I waited patiently, tapping my perfectly Manicured nails on the counter top as I watch the coffee brew. As I waited, I couldn't shake off the tinge of anxiety that had been gnawing at me, I haven't gone home in over two days.I poured the coffee into two black mugs, the steam dancing upwards. I carefully balanced the cups on a tray and ascended the stairs to the room. Caleb was still sleeping. I carefully placed the tray on the table and climbed on the bed peppering kisses on his head, cheeks and nose.He stired in his sleep, his eyes opening ever so slowly and I found myself getting dr
Zayn's PovI got to the office and got busy with work, today I have a meeting with the marketing team of the company, I needed to see records of what has been achieved for last month.But as I interviewed the people applying for a position in my company, I couldn't stop the random thoughts of the girl from the club from invading my mind and that is very much unlike me. It's been a week and I can still remember the feel of her skin against my palm, it felt like silk, well lotioned. Her intoxicating scent of caramel-laced vanilla bean interwined with warm amber and cinnamon had drawn me to her like metal to a magnet. She had danced with grace and ease, and for someone who hasn't been to the club in over four years, dare I say it was worth it, as my morning had started awfully on that very morning.FLASHBACKI woke up at 4am, my eyes lingering on the clock for a minute. I rolled over to my sides I stretched my arms out, wanting to cuddle my wife but I was met with an empty space. I stare
Araceli's PovBack in my cramped apartment, I quickly prepared instant noodles as my tummy was void of food. I got comfortable on the couch trying to watch another episode of Love******, but I couldn't as my thought kept drifting to the stranger at the club from last week. I couldn't shake off his gaze. Who was he? What did he doing in a club in the slum? His presence had fueled the ease of my performance, turning my steps into a desperate plea to have his eyes on me only and when he came up on stage, I felt like he had some sort of control over me. I have encountered lots of men while dancing but there's something intriguing about this Mr stranger. He had awakened senses in me that I didn't even know existed. I almost kissed him.I returned the empty plate to the kitchen, dropping it in the sink as I was too tired to wash the dish. I quickly showered, wore an oversized, faded polo, climbed onto my bed and I was out the minute my head touched the pillow.My phone rang, jolting me awak