My stunning bride

Just as I felt the warmth ray of the sun shining directly to my eyes, I yawned drowsily and deciding to enjoy it's warmth, i began to relive the dream i had, it felt so surreal and I could feel the smile on my face without looking in the mirror. My memory was hazy but I could recall the feeling of his hands on my body and his muscular body rubbing gently against mine. His gentle kisses yet hard strokes, the pain and pleasure in sync, with one aiding the other. Whilst the memories were flooding my head I slept off without knowing it. I woke up to the usual screaming my stepmother loved to wake me up with whenever my father was around. This was her method of exposing what she proclaimed as my disregard for the family's values and reputation. Given that my eighteenth birthday was drawing near, she was obviously stepping up her schemes, intentionally driving a wedge between my father and i. ___ "How can a child be this lazy? Her stepmother drawled. You're a third generation hei

Arianna stood rooted to the ground uncertainty visible in her eyes purely out of fear of the unknown. What could possibly be the reason for this gathering? It looked like an intimate family dinner yet the roomed was filled with unfamiliar faces. Had her father given in to one of the witch's schemes? Left with no other option she walked besides her endearing and loving mother who was smiling so sweetly that her stomach churned. The settings in the massive living was elaborate, tasteful even, it was obvious a certain someone went all out to impress the guests. It had to mean these guests were important and could not be offended. Most of them were elderly except for three or four youngsters like herself. She quickly introduced herself politely and asked to be excused, all eyes descended as she backed away quietly without drawing attention to herself, little did she know she was in for a surprise. Arianna hurriedly dressed up in a simple and chic black dress paired with silver j

A young handsome man with the aura of a god stood like a statue unable to believe his eyes. The same petite belle that captured his heart was standing meters away from him. It has just been a few days since he met but he had been plunged into a web of unfazed emotions. So many thoughts roamed in his head without even realizing he had accepted his strong and resilient feelings for her, being a third generation heir and the CEO of a company worth billions of dollars he had never been so terrified in his entire life. How could he love and hate her at the same time? He had watched her enter the mall up until the moment she exited but that alone wasn't going to cut it. His troubled gazed remained on her even as she retreated, to say he was suspicious was the least, he was petrified. "Keep a close eye on her, do not let her out of your sight" he muttered to his P.A. "Yes Sir" His PA responded. A young man with very distinctive features and questionable taste in fashion walked ou

Despite the cold air outside, the inside of the car remained uncomfortably warm. Not from the heater—Aiden had switched that off long ago—but from the tightening tension filling the small space. His collar clung to his neck, and he tugged at his tie for the tenth time, desperate to appear calm even as his body waged war against his composure. Sitting beside Arianna was doing nothing to help.Her presence was unsettling in a way he hadn’t anticipated—youthful yet strangely composed, sharp yet soft, vibrant in a way that lit up even the dimmest corner. He had come prepared with logic, contracts, and strategy. None of that mattered now. Not when she kept stealing his breath without even trying.He needed to end this conversation before he embarrassed himself.Her scattered thoughts paused when she finally lifted her gaze to him. Her doll-like face twisted with confusion as she asked, utterly unbothered, “You know I’m seventeen, right? I hope you’re not having any lewd thoughts about me,

Mrs young and miss young remained frozen in place for a few seconds, the looks on their face revealed fear and shock which puzzled the revealed face of Mr young who has just walked in on them planning to ruin his daughter's life. Dad, sorry we didn't see you there, when did you arrive? I didn't hear you come in. How was your meeting at the office? Mitchell questioned hurriedly and leaving no room for a response from her father " Why the silence? Both of you look so flustered almost like you had seen a ghost. Is something wrong?" I asked a question, Mr young pressed. He was obviously curious on the conversation they were having before he walked in on them. His ever so meek and gentle wife was becoming mischievous. Mrs young eventually managed to regain her speech " Oh my dearie, you're back from the office, we obviously didn't see you standing there and there is nothing to disclose of course. We were just having some girls talk. I mean we are allowed to have those without attrac