MasukArita POVI thought coming here to ask questions would be easy, but it wasn’t. I had forgotten who I had gotten married to.King, the popular music idol, was no man you could just request to see at your pick and call.I was stopped at the gate from coming in as I didn’t have any booked appointment with him.Fuck the celebrity lifestyle.I needed a way to get him to answer those questions.There was no freaking way I was dreaming. It felt real.I stood under the sun for about an hour as I had refused to stay in the car.Lucky for me, Chris, the manager, came down to pick something up from his car. He moved closer when he sighted me from afar.“Arita, you came to the studio?” Chris asked surprisingly.Well, I would be as surprised as him if I was the one because I had never thought of coming to this studio since I got married.Being here kind of looked strange and desperate.“Uhnnn, yes. I came to see King,” I explained as short as I could because I was already running impatiently.“Let
Arita POVI was dragged to the tree, my hands clenched beside each other and a rope ran across my body as the two men tied it at both end.“Who sent you to spy?” they shouted, hands grabbing me by the neck.“No one,” I hurriedly said, shivers running through my body.Never have I been this afraid. Even when my nude was exposed, I wasn’t this afraid.The men looked dangerous, their eyes hard as stone. It was obvious I had stepped into where I wasn’t supposed to.“Speak now,” the other man shouted, his hands bringing a knife close to my hand. The knife looked nothing like I had seen before.It looked old, but it was coated with silver.Before I could process what would happen next, the sharp knife dug through my arm.A loud shout left my mouth. My body struggled to break loose, but then I grew angry.Something felt broken in me. I felt different, felt like I was complete.“She isn’t changing,” I heard the men say, their eyes looking at me suspiciously.He withdrew the knife and pierced
Arita POVDinner ended with laughter, cheers, congratulations, and dance.Tonight was very remarkable, a memory I will never forget even if I have amnesia.The students all dispersed, leaving the dinner hall. We weren’t any different. We all walked out. Midway through our walk to the car, Morgana stopped, saying her driver was coming to pick her up. My hand interlocked with King’s, my heels clicking against the floor as we made it to the car, but before I slid into the car, I turned.“Good night, Morgana,” I waved at her, my back leaning beside the black SUV King had brought.Her hands swung in the air as she responded, a soft smile showing her dentition.King sat at the back of the SUV while I sat beside him. His guards’ car moved at the front first, making us second, and another guards’ car stayed at the back.I looked at King beside me in the car. His eyes were fully focused on the phone, his fingers typing really fast.Might be business or work.I decided not to bother him. My eye
Arita POVKing stepped down from the stage after gracing our dinner with his song. The students couldn’t stop screaming their lungs out as they cheered. It was obvious they were more than happy to be here.Who wouldn’t be? When the most popular music artist in the city was standing before them performing free for all of the students. This same singer has been begged with millions of dollars to sing at events which he refused. Only a few were chosen to host him.King slid his hand around my waist, his breath fanning the hair on my skin. He was very close, so close that it made me start thinking about some naughty stuff. Don’t call me a slut because you won’t understand how his breath sent shivers through my nerves.“Awwwnn, they look so cute together.”“Arita is so lucky.”“King loves her.”“He stares at her like she means the world.”Those were the funny comments of the students that made my heart flutter. My lips tugged with a smile as I walked alongside King.The principal welcomed
Arita POVApplause thundered in the air as everyone anticipated me to step on the stage. The whole of the students had a hopeful look. Some had never met King in person before and this would be an opportunity for them. Tell me how I will climb that stage and break their happiness that he isn’t coming.My legs stood rooted to where I had stood, no movement or attempt to move. The applause had now reduced, slowly turning into a small clap than the loud applause earlier. The students didn’t stop looking, they only stopped clapping.I felt every piercing eye poking into my skin, my heart beating fast for what to do next. Coming to dinner was a completely bad idea. I should have stayed home and found some excuse to give.“Hey, be calm, just go up there and be yourself,” Morgana said, her hands touching mine with care.I nodded, even though I wasn’t sure if I could be myself up there. There were too many eyes, too many stares. No way am I walking up the stage without falling.“Arita, you sh
Arita POVThe light shone brightly on Celyn and her minions as they walked in, their heels clicking hard against the floor, catwalking their way in like they were some kind of models.They didn’t look at the crowd. Their chins were lifted high, radiating pride like they belonged on the front page of a magazine.Murmurs filled the room as they made their way to the center. I didn’t pay much attention at first, but my focus shifted when the lady beside me commented on Celyn’s outfit.“That dress was released months ago. It’s outdated. Why would she wear that to dinner?”“I doubt she will be the winner tonight.”“Is Celyn broke?”“Arita looks better and hotter than her.”“Girl, did you hear that?” Morgana nudged me lightly, making me smile softly.I did like being called pretty, but not like this. I hated comparisons, especially the kind that could bring me more trouble than I was already in.“Girl, don’t kill the vibe. This is your moment. Trust me, Celyn would trade everything to be co
Arita’s POVIt had been days since I last saw the lady who stood up for me at the cafeteria. It was as if she were an angel sent from heaven to protect me. I remember how she offered me her hand to aid me stand up from the floor, not caring how dirty my hands were.Indeed, Celyn was not like the ot
King’s POVSex. Pleasure. Erection.Words that bring satisfaction, that make one feel sexual urges, but never have I felt it, not even a shift, not even a feeling. It has been the same for years, dry, silent, unaroused.I stood in front of the mirror, staring at the replica image of myself. My eyes
Arita’s POVTell me why I am still out in my morning clothes standing before the door of a hotel, instead of being in my bed resting and playing with myself with my dildo.It’s all thanks to Celyn, I said sarcastically before knocking softly on the door.The door opened immediately as if she was al
Arita’s POV“Are you sure?” he asked again with love, care, and concern in his eyes.“Yes, just put it in already,” I approved again.He acted without hesitation. His hands stroked his dick and he rubbed it on my pussy, making me shiver beneath him.His eyes didn’t break contact with mine as he rub







