CEO'S LITTLE PREY

ARIANNAThe room reeked of betrayal."You know," Evan drawled, voice smooth like poison silk, "it almost hurts watching you cry. Almost. But unlike most people... I enjoy seeing others fall apart."My breath hitched as my fingers dug into the strap of my bag like it was the only thing anchoring me to this reality. But nothing could stop the flood of pain storming through my chest as the hotel surveillance footage flickered across the screen.There it was. Landon and Kayla, who are my fiancé and best friend. Tangled in sheets like nothing else in the world existed.“Evan, please…” I choked out, clutching my chest like I could physically stop my heart from shattering.He leaned in, lips curling into a cruel smirk. “Your fiancé seems to enjoy screwing your best friend more than you.”Instantly, something snapped, and the burrito in my hand flew through the air before I could even register the movement. Evan dodged it easily, of course, laughing like this was his favorite show.“Stop talk

ARIANNA“Smile, princess, smile. You’re marrying the love of your life,” my mom teased, fluffing the skirt of my gown with too much excitement.I forced a smile, wobbling at the corners, stiff and lifeless.“There you are,” Landon’s mom gushed as she stepped into the dressing room. “Absolutely stunning. Landon made the perfect choice.”“And just imagine the beautiful kids they’ll make,” she added with a dreamy sigh.Each word slammed into me like a punch to the gut. My chest was hollow. My stomach twisted. If only they knew. If only they had a single clue that the bride standing here in white was seconds away from lighting the entire wedding on fire.“I mean, let’s get through the wedding before planning the nursery, Mom,” I said, trying to keep the sarcasm hidden behind a hollow laugh.Landon must’ve pulled serious strings to get Evan to blackmail me into this. There was no other explanation.“The bride procession is about to begin,” the priest’s voice echoed over the speaker system,

Arianna's POV. "Why, you ask?" Evan asked with a wicked smile on his face. I had never imagined my life to be with someone who wanted to make me completely miserable. I could see his happiness shining in his eyes. "Why don't you take a seat while I call the cleaner to take care of this? We don't want people saying that I mistreat my wife do we?" He asked sarcastically All I felt in that instance was reaching for him and smacking him across the face so that he returned to his senses. I pointed at him, my fingers shook at the action. "You are such a sleazy person. Who would have thought that you would include that clause question mark what did you intend to achieve in the first place? You wanted me tied down here so that you could have what? Make me give birth for you? You and I know that you are not in any form or shape ready to be a father of a child. Why can't you just let me go?!" I yelled, losing my cool. He was playing god with my life and I wasn't going to stand for it. He s

Arianna's POV. "Let him go, Ross; we don't want to cause a scene here already." Another voice called and I stopped myself from turning to feed the curiosity that was growing inside of me. I refused to speak and instead got on looking at him and wondering why he was not speaking as usual. Evan looked like he was about to pass out excreta from how hard his face was. "Lighten up, blud; no one is here to cause your pretty wife harm. My boys know better than to try that nonsense with you." The second man spoke before laughing."We are not friends. Stop passing on the opinion that we are. I don't want to have anything to do with you, and I believe the feeling is mutual, so why don't we respect each other's opinions and not try to act chummy? We are not here to discuss. It's a party. Unless you have suddenly forgotten what that means." Evan responded in a calm tone but I could see the tautness in his shoulders. "Evan, ever uptight. What would anyone do to make you forget the past? It ha

Arianna's POV.Watching him play the good husband only made me realize one thing. He could act like a responsible person when he was in the mood, but when he was in the mood to be a pain in a person's butt, he wouldn't waste any time, and it was my duty to bring him back to the present. His doting attitude could make a woman think that he was truly in love with them and fall into his hands only to realize that he was only trying to make a mess out of their lives. "He's gone; you can stop the act now," I said with a roll of my eyes, hoping that he listened to me and I wouldn't have to talk to him or do anything besides the usual. A few minutes later we were approaching our landing stop. "Once we get to my parents' house, I need you to be as submissive as you can be. We can always continue our fights later on, but for now, we are the best couple they are ever going to meet. They are sweet people so it's going to be pretty easy for us to pull those stunts. If you are going to be a pain