Chapter 19 It felt like forever to sit in this chair and get ready, with my mind going back to my Kiss with Vik and all the time we spent together making out and talking, but at the back of my mind Armaan was trying to corner me to talk was getting too much and nagging my mind; I didn't have the answer for him, he was becoming impatient, and I was running out of Time. I had to give him something...I took my phone out and typed a quick text to him. " Forever yours, you forever mine, for eternity, even with a wrinkle in time". He responded almost immediately," I fucking love it." I smiled at my screen, and Eva looked at me through the mirror and said,' Oooooo' someone's blushing..is it Vik." " I knew he was perfect for you.".I couldn't help but think about our kiss when his name was mentioned and my body warmed up with need. The hairdresser stepped aside and said, "All done
Chapter 25 I woke up with this splitting headache and a really heavy, bony arm draped on my midriff......I turned to look over my shoulder, only to be scared out of my skin by my smudged makeup face of Nat. She was a six on a good day with make-up now up close made me realize she looked like shit, scary even. Maybe all the moving and jumping outta my skin by the mare sight of her raccoon eyes and smudged face woke her up. The first thing she did, was started messaging and rubbing my cock. She smirked at me before going down and sucking me off; hazy memories of the night before came to my mind. How I fucked her and chocked her mouth with my thick cock, how her mascara was flowing down her face, how I spanked her for being a naughty girl, all the while imagining it was Amara, My Amara.....and then it hit like a truck of bricks.... - Meeting Nat, her mom, and Eva's parents in the room - The evidence of Armaan and Amara's affair - Losing face and thinking how an ordinary girl pulled
Chapter 1 Amara:-Ding!A message alert sounded.Eva: What Time is your flight?Ding!Eva: Have you booked your Uber??/ It takes forever for them to get to you in office times....??Ding!Eva: DON'T FLAKE ON ME...I need you here...Please!Ding!Eva: Also, pack that Cute Fendi dress we got on our last visit to Hawaii. Arman has a cute cousin Vik that I want you to me...Hint Hint...nudge nudge..*wink emoji wink emoji Kissy face emoji*I rummaged through the pile of clothes to see who had been texting, although I was sure its EVA, my college roommate/best friend/roommate/ office colleague. She was all I had, and The constant messages were a way of coping with Anxiety. Wedding anxiety was to happen this weekend in the Bahamas. Since she was Indian, the festivities had been going on for the past week, but I couldn't take two weeks off work, especially now when we were in a critical product launch phase. Eva and I worked for a health start-up, It wasn't a deal, but I paid well. I had wor
Chapter 2 Vik Sitting in the VIP lounge and waiting for my flight until the society girl (I was terrible with names, you had to make an impression on me for me to remember your name), my mom set me up with showed up here too. Here on forward, we will call her society girl; I'm not going to risk asking her name because, at this moment, her voice is like nails on a chalkboard. I mean another family event with these insufferable people and their fake politeness. She looked prettier when I was drunk; I didn't notice the Fake veneers, the fake lash, and the fillers when we went to dinner last night and when we ended up in her Room, where she sucked me off. I fucked her brains out; her fake pron star moans weren't as annoying as her voice sounded now. She was skilled, but now she was insufferable. There's a reason why I left without a word when she slept exhausted and didn't leave my number or even a note. I guess all those highlights and hair product has made her brain pretty dense to c
Chapter 3Even with a painful hard-on, I still couldn't shake the nagging feeling of where have I seen her. Then it hit me like a truck of bricks...oh fuck this is Amara, Eva's best friend that she couldn't shut up about. Who was in all her pictures, and who we all thought was Eva when her pictures initially came for Arman to see his tentative future Bride? Arman had said yes to her immediately. Mother had been drooling on her but became rigid against her once she learned she was a regular girl without any Pedigree or family gains to add to the Singh household. We were wealthy enough, not new money, but we weren't old vintage-stinking-farting-rainbows rich. I mean, my father and all his brothers were well to do, but slowly, when they married for political gain or with strategic alliances.... call them what you may, they were all arranged, and all came with some advantages. Our family became what it is today: considered one of the wealthiest in America. Now my generation, including me,
Chapter 4Who the fuck was this lecherous asshole?With his creepy smirk and filthy actions...did girls fall for this? I was so uncomfortable with his constant staring and now this fake Barbie on his lap and him fondling her like a blow-up doll. Geez, yuck, but if not for his horrendous actions, he looked handsome. When I walked in, he caught my eye, and that didn't happen very often; actually, it didn't happen ever!!! He wore a dark pinstripe Hugo Boss custom suit, his jacket hanging on the back of his chair, and his white dress shirt sleeves rolled up. The top two buttons of his shirt were open like he had come straight from a meeting. His flashy ( read Gaudy) Patek Philipe watch was screaming new money.I was more of a Vacheron Condtantin Kindda girl. I couldn't shake the feeling I knew him. Did he know me? All about me? The thought made me sweat, and I took off my sweatshirt....Big fucking mistake....His eyes became dark with lust, and he kept licking his lips like I was his prey;
Chapter 5Of course, the Creeper was giving me a knowing smile....how did they come here before me?Did it take that long for me to get my Venti white chocolate mocha, quad shot, ten pumps of sugar-free vanilla, extra hot, no whip made with almond milk? I always ordered it, and by now, the guys at the coffee store knew me by name, face, and order. They were the only ones who missed me when I was out with the flu. Felt nice when they said, ", Hey, where have you been, long time...or I was starting to get worried you moved".Coming back....why is he still staring, and why is she shooting daggers at me? Not like I'll touch that with a 10-foot stick.....Maybe he had a 10-foot shaft, with the bulge that was so apparent.....FOCUS AMARA and not on his stick but on something else like who do you think is the murderer... I have a little game where I write who the murderer is once I know the main characters. In this case, I think it's the
Chapter 6What the fuck just happened? I was so damn Horny ever since I caught Amara's sight when she saw me and the society girl at the boarding gates. She was like a bit of a faun caught in the headlights.As luck would have it, we were seated in the same row in first class, She was sitting on the aisle seat, and the seat next to her was empty, and society girl and I were in the center two seats; she created quite a fuss for us to sit together, and the seats next to us were empty too. When she cupped my dick before walking into the bathroom next to Amara on purpose, thinking my hard-on was for her, I still followed. I had to get off because looking at the Innocent little beauty in the next seat made it painful for me to sit. The door was ajar, probably society girl's doing, laying claim on me, so childish...she didn't realize that Amara had already claimed my mind without even laying a finger on me, without saying a wor