Chasing Arieon

Arieon watched distastefully as her mother continued to talk about the wedding party they were going to attend the next day."Arieon, pay attention child!", Elisa scolded her daughter who was narrowing her eyes at her. With an eye roll, she continued with what she was saying."Mother, do I really have to go?", Arieon asked. Elisa glared at her stubborn daughter, "You're going to that wedding no matter what. We need to present ourselves there as a family". "Dear, take it easy on her", Lucas walked in holding a cup of coffee in his hand.'Thank you!', Arieon screamed in her head as her mother's shoulders sagged down."Has Tiffany sent your dress?", Elisa asked her daughter. She nodded, "I got it this morning"."You and your sisters are going to the spa later this afternoon", her mother said. With an annoyed sigh, she nodded and stood up to leave.Eliza watched in frustration as her daughter left the living room."She as grown to be a beautiful woman", Lucas said as he sat beside his wi

Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves at the triplets' birthday party. Their parents hosted a large birthday party in their grand mansion. Many people were invited from far and near to come and celebrate with the De Mevius."Where's Alison?", Addison asked her younger sister. She shrugged, "Maybe kissing Dylan". Addison cringed at the image of her sister kissing and immediately shunned the image."Don't give me creeps", she told Arieon who laughed at her. "Your expression was priceless", she said."Any suitors?", Addison asked. Arieon rolled her eyes, "I told them I'm not interested". "I'll not be surprised if you married at the age of seventy", Addison shook her head at her sister. Arieon glared at her, "Don't be surprised if I got married before you". Addison cocked an eyebrow, "Is that a challenge?". "I think it is", Arieon pipped. With a laugh, the two sister shook their heads and began to search for their sister to complete their trio.Feeling a burning stare at her back, Ar

It has been four days since Arieon set her eyes on Vincenzo, not that she was complaining though. She had the time to explore the mansion. She didn't forget to yield to his warning fearing he may hurt her. "I think orange goes better with it", Agatha told her. "Isn't it too bright?", Arieon frowned. "Well, oranges are bright", Agatha shrugged. Agreeing with her, she decided to paint oranges on the tree. They were in the sun room at the highest part of the mansion. Just like it's name, the sun was shining bright in the room. According to Agatha, anyone could watch the sun rise and set from here. Arieon and Agatha became good friends over the past few days. "It looks good", Arieon said with pride as she looked at her artwork. A scenery of a beautiful garden. Arieon loved to paint. It was a talent she got from her father. "While you don't", Agatha chuckled making her look down at her apron. There were stains of different colors on it. "I'll wash it later", she said as she removed

With a soft yawn, Arieon woke up and sat up straight. She rubbed her eyes sleepily as she got off the bed. She looked at the bed to see that Enzo wasn't there.A sad frown formed on her lips but then she rolled her eyes. Typical Vincenzo.She decided to get ready for the day since they were going back to the mansion today.By the time she was dreading up, Agatha walked in. Her hair was pulled in a messy bun and she was wearing a black sundress. She looked beautiful without makeup which made many girls jealous."Good morning, Arieon", she greeted. "Good morning to you too, Agatha", Arieon smiled at her as she braided her hair. Then her eyes landed on the red spots on Agatha's neck. They were about five. "What's that on your neck?", Arieon asked. Agatha's eyes widened as her hands flew to her neck. "N-nothing!", She stuttered as she pulled her hair out of the bun.Yup, that's a hickey, Arieon giggled at her flushed state. "I'm sure Matteo treated you like a queen", she teased. "More l

Everyone here was wearing red or black. The women's dresses screamed money and so was their makeup. At first, Arieon felt out of place but when she saw how some of them looked like plastic dolls, she felt comfortable in her own skin."You look beautiful", a woman approached her. She looked like model even though she was old. "Thank you. You look exquisite too. Is that necklace Tiffany's?", Arieon asked. The woman chuckled and nodded, "I love their brand of jewelries mostly". Arieon nodded in agreement, "They are very artistic"."You're a very smart woman, Mrs. Armani", the woman said. "Please call me Arieon", Arieon told her with a smile. "I'm Mrs. Rossi but you can call me Milani", she said and Arieon nodded."Where's your husband?", She asked. "He went to make a call", Arieon said and she nodded. "How are you liking Italy?", Milani asked her as she flagged down a waiter. "It's a beautiful place", Arieon said as they picked a glass of champagne from the tray the waiter was holding."