LOGINMy body froze the moment I saw the figure in the bathroom, a man, probably Raymond's age. Clearly ignoring me as he stood in the shower, water running down his damn tattooed body.
He turned, revealing his fucking huge dick and perfect chest and packs. I didn't know how to get my eyes off bus body, and he stared at me like he was used to ladies watching his naked body. His eyes scanned me like he could look through my tight dress. I began feeling uncomfortable, his eyes were filled with lust and it looked like he could rip off my dress any second from now, which mad ene feel uncomfortable. And to add to it, he was so fucking hard, which made my pussy tickle. Just then my mind returned, I rushed out of the door, throwing my penknife as my hands kept trembling. " Wah... What are you doing in my room." I asked trying to control my trembling voice as I turned my back at him. There was still silence, only foot steps could be heard. Is he dumb or something. He walked towards me, now on a white towel. " I didn't remember leaving my room door open, what the hell are you doing in my room." He asked finally speaking. " And here I was, thinking you were dumb." I mumbled but he just stared at me with the same cold face. " It must have been a mistake from the receptionist, I'm so sorry." I said standing while picking up my purse. And please just behave like I never came into your room or saw anything." I said amending my dress, but just then he held my arm tightly that u couldn't get loose from his grip. " And how the hell do you expect me to behave like you didn't see me in the bathroom, you are definitely unlike other women, other women would have begged for me to fuck their pussy till it was looking worn out.." I clearly didn't know what to say, his body was indeed tempting but I had great self control anyway. " Now if you'd want me to completely forget what happened earlier, sit on the bed and start speaking." " Speaking? What the hell do you take me for? Some kind of chatter box ?." " You were crying earlier what's wrong." He said heading towards the table, purring some liquor in a glass. He didn't even offer me one... Yeah I know I don't drink, but I wanted a chance to reject it. I didn't know what a stranger like him wanted me to do, how on earth could I tell him about personal life. I turned to see him still sipping from his glass like I wasn't present in the room in the first place. I picked up my phone, scrolling through it, and when I least expected it, he grabbed my phone from my hand, smashing it on the ground and facing me again. TREVOR I sipped from my glass again, still waiting for the little lady to begin speaking, I was never this calm with people but somehow, her presence changed something in me. My mind drifted to her fucking hot or would I say perfect body... That hip needed my hands on it, that boobs needed my hands and mouth in it and looking at her, her pussy would definitely feel like heaven. I couldn't deny that the thought of her made me fucking hard. I turned to steal another glance of her when something she did changed my entire mood. No one ever dared press their phone in my presence but she.... I dropped my glass, heading towards her as I picked her phone, slamming it to the ground. " What the hell!! Are you some kind of psycho?." " Who the fuck do you think you are girl. No one dares do anything else in my presence and you dared press your phone when I asked a question." I said furry burning through me. " If you don't speak now, I'll do much more than throwing your phone to the ground." I added, leaning on the wall while folding my arms. The shock spread all over her face for a moment, just then, she began speaking. I watched her speak about her lunatic of a husband as tears rolled down her eyes. She was perfect, petite and soft. I walked to her, swiftly pulling her to my chest as she slams her face on it. She looked at me almost immediately as I grabbed her fucking soft ass, pressing it gently. I knew she could feel my hard dick slowly rising from my towel. I leaned in, trailing my nose on her face till I reached her neck. Her scent was so intoxicating. " Here is a deal, we'll be married on paper for a month, within that one month, I'll make your ex husband pay for playing with such a jewel, you'll enjoy my wealth and right after I'll pay you largely that you won't need money from any man for sustainace. But then the unexpected occured. " Go to hell with your contract Mr.." she said, hitting my cock so hard that I could barely stand. Carrying her bag abd running off the room. She was definitely something, and I must get her no matter what. ARIANA "What the fuck was that?" I asked no one in particular as I stood outside breathless. I searched for my phone in my purse but couldn't find it. " Ohh that lunatic broke my phone." My only way out now was Molly's, and I knew she'll must definitely bombard me with millions of questions. I took another cab, driving straight to Molly's place. ******* In no time I arrived, she opened the door clearly surprised to see me. " You didn't inform before coming Anna. You know I don't like surprise visits." " I know molly but can I at least step in?." " My bad welcome princess. What may I get you." " Quit it molly, not in the mood." " You seen a bit off, what happened." I explained everything to molly, not even leaving a single detail out. She froze in shock after hearing my encounter with the stranger at the hotel. " Jee Anna, you sure you didn't do anything with him, not even a quicky?." " I didn't molly this isn't a joke." I rolled. Molly stood up, preparing something nice for me just before she helped me with her cloths telling me to have a bath. .I returned just to see her on her laptop. " What exactly are you doing molly." " Finding you a job."she said not even turning. " You know I don't have a certificate right." " Yeah I know but you are a born architect, here's a company. They've been rejecting certified architects just because their designs aren't unique. Try it out Anna. You might get the job." She said showing me the address of the company. " Isn't your phone ringing?. I asked seeing her phone vibrate roughly on the couch. She picks it up and we both froze to hear who was behind the call. " Molly, it's Ariana's cousin, is she with you?." " Yea.. yeah you seen scared what's going on." " It's my mom... She.. she's at the hospital and the doctor just diagnosed her... She has cancer Ariana." She screamed crying through the phone. She changes it to video call and I'm shocked to find out my aunty was indeed in the hospital.TREVORI didn’t need to look twice at the designs to know the truth.They were raw.Unfiltered.Dangerously different.I leaned back slowly in my chair, fingers tapping once on the table.The room was quiet as I didn't speak. The men around the table were nervous. I could feel it. They always were when I stayed silent for too long.“She isn’t certified,” one of them said again, clearing his throat. “That’s company policy.”I raised my eyes from the designs and looked at him.Just one look.He stopped talking.Another man tried. “Sir, if we bend the rules once..."“She has exactly what we’ve been searching for,” I said calmly. “And you all know it.”No one spoke.No one dared.“This company was built on originality,” I continued. “Not papers. Not copied ideas. Her work is unique.”I turned my eyes to her.Ariana.Now I knew her name.She stood there stiffly, her face unreadable. But I could see it. The tension. The fear. it was dangerously satisfying.She was expecting rejection.The
ARIANAMolly didn’t say a word as she grabbed her car keys.Not one word.Everything still sounded like a jock to me, for some reason I kept wishing my aunty was playing some of her dirty tricks just to drag my attention. I followed her out of the apartment, my legs feeling weak, and my head spinning with my cousin’s voice still echoing in my ears.Cancer.The word felt unreal. Like something that only happened to other families. Other people. Not us.Molly unlocked the car and got in. I stood there for a second, staring at the passenger seat like it might swallow me whole or something. “Anna,” she said softly. “Get in.”I did.The engine started, and the car pulled out of the compound.For the first five minutes, neither of us spoke.I stared out the window, my hands folded together on my lap. My nails dug into my skin, but I didn’t feel the pain.“She didn’t tell me,” I whispered finally.Molly sighed. “She wouldn’t. Your aunty is strong to a fault.”“I was just with her two weeks
My body froze the moment I saw the figure in the bathroom, a man, probably Raymond's age. Clearly ignoring me as he stood in the shower, water running down his damn tattooed body. He turned, revealing his fucking huge dick and perfect chest and packs. I didn't know how to get my eyes off bus body, and he stared at me like he was used to ladies watching his naked body. His eyes scanned me like he could look through my tight dress. I began feeling uncomfortable, his eyes were filled with lust and it looked like he could rip off my dress any second from now, which mad ene feel uncomfortable. And to add to it, he was so fucking hard, which made my pussy tickle.Just then my mind returned, I rushed out of the door, throwing my penknife as my hands kept trembling. " Wah... What are you doing in my room." I asked trying to control my trembling voice as I turned my back at him. There was still silence, only foot steps could be heard. Is he dumb or something. He walked towards me, now on
The road was indeed filled with people, but it seemed like I was the only one walking on a lonely road. I part of me kept telling me to go back and endure his shits just so I could stay in a place I could at least call home, but the strong part of me gat me moving.Just then my phone buzzed. I looked at the caller id just to see my aunt's name. She was definitely the last person I would want to speak to right now. She kept calling and calling till I finally picked it. " Why the hell were you ignoring my calls Ariana." She yelled from the other end of the phone. I didn't want to speak, I didn't want her finding out about my divorce because I knew exactly what she would say. " Speak up girl !! Why !!." " Aunty I... I'm on my way coming back to your house." " And you expect me to accept you huh !?. I wanted to purchase a few things from my phone this night and access was denied. I called your husband to complain about this, only to find out what the hell you did Ariana!!. How could
Ariana “Sign it.” That was the first thing I said to him as he walked into the mansion holding his pathetic personal architect Joyce. I always knew there was more to their friendship, their late night conversations and even the days she comes over and they'll spend hours in his room in the name of work. But now he stooped to the lowest and I wasn't ready to endure it any longer. Raymond froze at the door, Joyce standing beside him like she belonged there. Like this mansion was hers. Like my marriage was a joke they were both in on or maybe it was. “What did you just say?” he asked. I stepped closer and slapped the papers against his chest. “Sign. It. I want a divorce and I know this must be the best news you've heard so far, and it is since your company keeps getting rejected by client these days and you actually deserve it." Joyce blinked, then laughed. “Oh my God,” she said, covering her mouth. “Is this for real?” I crossed my arms. My hands were shaking, but my voice







