LOGINArianna 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 jewelry and black sandals, style her hair up in a ponytail and simply applied a sleek lipstick over her lips, keeping it simple as she was clueless about whatever was going on downstairs. Clutching her phone tightly, she rushed back downstairs and sat on the furthest seat from her stepmother, she tendered her regards proper lady and started to dig in, even though she had dinner just a few hours ago. Just before she could swallow her second bite of savory meal she heard glass clinking so she looked up just as her father began making a toast. Uninterested she looked down to focus on her food but the words that came out from her father's mouth made a knot in her stomach. "Raise your glass and toast to the unification of our family, to love, partnership, fruitfulness and marriage. To the future of Hedge corporation and the Pearson's family" He said grinning ear to ear like a child in a candy store. She choked!!!!!!!!! Something is wrong!!!!!! Next thing she knew a young man in his twenties was handing her a glass of water looking concerned, without bothering to care she gripped the glass and gulped the water down like her life depended on it before asking in condescending manner "Who is getting married?" She had noticed a few seconds ago that her delightful half sister was absent which seemed unusual as mother and daughter were tied to the hip Her father turned red "Mind your tone young lady we have guests. Is this how you treat your in-laws? He chided like a doting father Turning his guests he simply said "Pardon the intrusion, my daughter is still very young and you know how youngsters can be " Laughter rang out immediately and then everyone continued eating like nothing happened. Bells began to ring in her head, the knots in her stomach tripled, her forehead creased and she began to feel faint. What in hell happened in the last twelve hours? The victorious look on her stepmother's face explained the scenerio but without deliberating further she stood up abruptly then uttered in a firm tone "I am not getting married!!!!" Her stepmother panicked immediately running to her side with feigned sentiments written all over her face Dear dear, don't be silly, your father and I are simply making arrangements for your future, don't gett involved " Her tone was laced with a warning. Her ears pecked, she was growing angrier by the second. It was simply a fluke, her true intentions was to sell her off, she knew it. " I will not let that happen" She screamed in her head but just as she began to negotiate her fate a strange yet soothing voice interrupted her. "Come here my child, you have no reason to worry, my grandson is very handsome gentleman, he's tall, kind and courteous. I realize that he is not verbally inclined but he is one of the good ones besides you are way too young to get married, you are still a child. You just have to get engaged right after your eighteenth birthday just so there will be no surprises, that's all, there is no rush" The elderly woman in their midst quickly assured. Hello Mrs Pearson I apologize for my outburst but you must be mistaken. I am not getting married to your grandson despite what my father must have said. It is nothing personal of course. I am only seventeen...." Mrs Pearson simply chuckled "No my dear, There's no need to be formal, call me Grandma like everyone does. I know this is sudden but we have your best interest at heart, don't be afraid my child, we are practically harmless. "I will not get married" Arianna uttered in a rush and silence ensued but before she could persist a thundering voice rang out What insolence!!!!! Who else if not her doting father-in-law "Is this how you treat us in your home? Belittled and embarrassed like peasants. How can this alliance work when you can not contain your household?. I demand that we call it off with immediate effect!!!!!" A man around his Fifties said with eloquence and aura that revealed his role in his family. Remain calm Mr Pearson, there is no cause for alarm, this alliance with proceed as planned, she's just a child uttering pure nonsense. I apologize on her behalf" Arianna's father responded with assurance evident in his tone. Before she could refute his claims a rather strong hand pulled her outside the room, the minute the door shut her expression changed exposing the witch before her basking in all her glory. "If I were you I would succumb to my fate, as there is no escape route. This is where your story as a young heiress ends, stop resisting rather accept it while you still can" Her stepmother advised with victory evident on her face. You're so evil!!!!!!!!!AidenI had negotiated billion-dollar mergers with less stress than planning a wedding.That realization alone should have concerned me.Instead, I stood in front of the mirror inside my dressing room while Martin adjusted his cufflinks with the seriousness of someone preparing for war.“You look nervous,” he said flatly.“I’m not nervous.”“You’ve checked your watch eleven times in six minutes.”“That’s observation. Not nerves.”Martin looked unimpressed.Behind him, Q lounged carelessly on the couch scrolling through his phone.“Honestly,” he said lazily, “this is beautiful for me personally.”I ignored him.Q continued anyway.“The great Aiden Smith. Feared businessman. Destroyer of criminal organizations. Emotional over a woman in white fabric.”Martin almost smiled.I narrowed my eyes.“You both can leave.”“No,” Q replied immediately. “I suffered through your personality for years. I deserve to witness this.”I adjusted the sleeve of my suit calmly before looking at my reflectio
AriannaOne Week Before GraduationSometimes I still woke up expecting chaos.It happened less now, but every once in a while, my eyes would open in the middle of the night and for a few seconds I would expect screaming phones, encrypted alerts, another emergency meeting, another attack.Instead, I would find warm arms around my waist.Aiden.Sleeping beside me like the world had finally stopped demanding pieces of us.It always took me a moment to adjust to the silence.Not because silence was unfamiliar anymore.Because peace still felt unreal.The morning sunlight slipped through the curtains slowly, warming the room in soft gold. I blinked awake carefully before turning slightly.Aiden was still asleep.Which was rare.Very rare.For someone who practically operated like a machine, sleep always seemed optional to him. Yet over the past few months, he had started resting more. Not fully. Not normally. But enough for me to notice.His arm tightened slightly around me the moment I sh
AidenFor the first time in years, the screens in front of me were quiet.No emergency alerts.No red warnings flashing across encrypted systems.No incoming reports about missing shipments, financial breaches, assassinations, or attacks waiting to happen.Just silence.I leaned back slightly in my chair, staring at the collection of reports spread across the monitors in my office.Frozen accounts.Seized assets.Arrests across three countries.Destroyed trafficking routes.Confiscated weapons.Companies under federal investigation.Politicians resigning before evidence could publicly bury them.The organization that had spent years hiding beneath governments and corporations was collapsing piece by piece.Not completely gone.Men like that never disappeared entirely.But broken enough that they would never regain the power they once held.And for the first time in a long time, I allowed myself to think the words clearly.The war was over.The realization should have felt victorious.
AriannaI did not sleep well after reading the file.Not because I was afraid.Because I was angry.Real anger.The kind that sat quietly in your chest and refused to cool no matter how calm you tried to appear.For months, I had bled for this organization without even fully understanding what I had inherited. I had adapted to systems older than me, accepted responsibilities I never asked for, and trusted people whose faces I still barely knew.And now they were questioning me.Not openly.Not honestly.Cowards never attacked directly first.They whispered.They observed.They tested how much pressure they could apply before cracks started forming.I stared at the ceiling above our bed while Aiden slept beside me.The room was still dark.My phone rested against my chest, the encrypted file still open on the screen.Emotionally compromised.Overly influenced by Aiden Smith.Leadership acceleration without complete vetting.I reread the lines slowly.Then again.The wording irritated m
Arianna For a few seconds after I touched the ring box, neither of us moved.The house was quiet around us, the kind of quiet that only came after weeks of chaos. No calls. No alarms. No updates flashing across screens. Just the soft light from the living room lamps and Aiden watching me like the next few seconds mattered more than anything else in the world.I looked down at the ring again.Then back at him.“You really planned this?” I asked softly.Aiden leaned back slightly against the couch, his eyes still on me.“Yes.”“For how long?”“A while.”“That’s not an answer.”“It’s the only one you’re getting right now.”That made me laugh quietly despite myself.Trust Aiden to propose and still act annoyingly controlled afterward.My fingers brushed lightly over the edge of the ring box.I had imagined a lot of things these past months.Survival.Escape.Revenge.Power.But never this.Never sitting in our living room with the man who once felt like a dangerous stranger, now looking
AriannaThe house felt different when I walked in that evening.Not because anything had changed physically.But because something had finally stopped chasing us for a moment.Aiden was already inside when I returned from the Merge facility.He let me go by myself today. Which surprises me.He was standing by the window, phone in hand, speaking in low tones.Not rushed.Not tense.Just controlled.I paused near the entrance, watching him for a second before he noticed me.When he did, he ended the call immediately.“Come in,” he said simply.I stepped further inside.“You were expecting me late?”“No,” he replied. “I was expecting updates.”That made me exhale lightly.“Good updates or bad ones?”Aiden looked at me for a moment.Then—“Neutral turning good.”That alone made something in my chest loosen slightly.Not fully.But enough to notice.I removed my shoes slowly, like my body was finally catching up to the fact that I didn’t have to rush anymore.“I’m guessing the world didn’t
Silence followed their departure from the courthouse. Each was clearly engrossed in private thoughts, wondering what this sudden, contractual union truly meant. The late afternoon sun cast their shadows across the pavement, stretching their figures into unfamiliar shapes—two strangers now bound tog
The once tasteful and well-decorated living room went blank almost instantly, as though all its color and warmth had been wiped away. The carefully chosen furniture, the elegant drapes, and the polished floors faded into nothing before Arianna’s eyes, triggering another violent wave of dizziness. S
Mrs. Mickelson’s sudden and entirely unexpected entrance brought the tug-of-war between Aiden and Chloe to an abrupt halt. Chloe’s grip on Aiden’s arm loosened instantly, while Aiden’s own tense hold stilled as if someone had snapped a cord mid-pull. The interruption came just in time—Arianna, who
Arianna jumped out of his arms the moment she realized they were no longer alone, her heart slamming painfully against her ribs. Heat rushed to her face as embarrassment washed over her in suffocating waves. She had been caught in a compromising position, pressed too close to the young master, and







