Ariana’s Pov
As soon as I left the dance floor, I angrily returned home as it was already nightfall. Where my mother had stayed before all these, as soon as I stepped into the house I was fretted by packed boxes and missing furniture. My mother had given out then more all our belongings away.I sighed as I shed the dress, I was so exhausted and I couldn’t get a particular annoying face out of my head. I made my way to my room, as I had packed all my belongings and left only my bed. As soon as I got there I collapsed onto the bed.A sudden shake pulled me from my slumber and I woke to see that it was totally morning and my mother was standing before me her eyes filled with anger.Sitting up, I glanced at her to see she was fully dressed, which meant she had just arrived properly to scold me.“Good morning, Mum,” I greeted, but her frown indicated she was pissed off and I knew this wasn’t going to be a pleasant conversation"How dare you," she snapped, "How dare I what?" I shot back at her, Her response was a sharp slap across my face, leaving me surprised, pain shot through my whole body due to her slap."You humiliated the family by leaving so abruptly, not only did you leave Damien on the dance floor, you made a show” she accused me as she glared at me.“I did nothing, I only left because I was exhausted and I needed to lay my head” I replied while holding my cheek, as I glared up at her.“You have no right to slap me, mum, I did nothing” I added with anger, but she brushed it off, pulling out her phone to show me a damning article – "Billionaire's Stepdaughter Unhappy About Her Mother's Union."I stared at the article in shock, I tried to speak but couldn't find the words. This was my life now, I was now a billionaire’s daughter. "You could have at least pretended to be happy for me, Ariana, I know you're unhappy about the whole arrangement but it is for our good," my mother scolded, glaring at me.“Your good mother, not mine. I am contended where I am” I said back and she rolled her eyes at me.“Oh please, you ungrateful brat. your action will now be monitored by the general public and I wouldn’t have you ruin this for me not now or ever. So you will be coming with Us to Newyork” she said and I looked at her in shock.“What?” I said as I stood from the bed, I had it all figured out for myself. I had rented a cheap apartment and had gotten a job as a waitress I couldn’t have her ruin this for me.“Oh you heard me right, I spoke to Brian and he is willing to let your actions go, but you will need to be monitored to avoid destroying the good name of this family. You will move to New York with us and you will be given a job at The Blacks Cooperation. This is a rare opportunity” she concluded.“Why are you doing this? Why force me into a life I don't want?" I pleaded, desperation seeping into my voice.Her eyes, cold and unmoved, met mine as she replied, "This is for your good girl, how would it look if you were here struggling for a few pounds I am living my dream life."“They would soon see you for who you are and I wouldn’t be there when you get dragged down for being a gold fucking digger,” I said and she raised her hand to slap me again but I held it in the air as she stared at me with so much hate."Don't ruin this for me, or I swear I will kill you." She replied and she dragged her hands away from me.“You have no choice but to come with us, you have five minutes to prepare” she added as she walked out of my room her heels clicking on the floor.As she stormed out, my mind raced. I knew she was right on one point, if the Blacks had agreed to give me a job then I would have to work for my own money, and in a few months, I would have earned enough to be independent.Rushing up I put on my hoodie and my jeans. And rushed to join my mother in the SUV parking right in front of our yard.I settled into the car beside my mum, judging by her expression I could tell she was going to ignore me,I leaned back in my seat, gazing out of the window. The scenery passed in a blur, and when I became bored I settled back, relaxing on the back of the chair and closing my eyes, trying to remember when everything in my life seemed so normal and not rushed.After what seemed like only a few moments, the car came to a stop. I sat up, expecting to see the familiar facade of the hotel, but the surroundings were different. No, it wasn't a hotel. The noise around me indicated we were at an airport and so did the large planes that came into my line of sight. Confusion crept over me.My mother swiftly exited the car without a word, and I followed, trying to keep pace with her fast footsteps.Catching up, I questioned, "Mum, why are we here?" She scoffed, dismissing my question, "I thought I told you we were going to New York." She replied to me while looking straight ahead.“What!” I can’t leave yet, I thought you were going to give me a little time to pack up my stuff and say bye to my friends.” I replied, I couldn’t just leave without saying goodbye to Freya and I had some valuables back at home.“Stop all this nonsense, whatever you had you will get double once we land,” she said dismissing meBefore I could respond to her I spotted the jet which I assumed would take us to New York.As we approached a private jet, I caught a glimpse of Damien engaged in conversation with a man in a sleek suit. He looked remarkably handsome, his presence commanding attention, and looking at him brought back memories of that forbidden night we had. When our eyes met, he smirked, and I quickly averted my gaze. I knew I had to stop whatever I was feeling to avoid a complicated situation.As I shifted my focus, I realized my mother was in the arms of her newly wedded husband. Their embrace seemed genuine, they leaned into each other as they kissed, but I looked away, feeling like an outsider.Once they were done, my mother whispered something into Brian’s ear and I could see him look at me.Brian approached, extending a friendly hand. "I am Brian. It's good to meet you officially," he said with a warm smile. I never got to officially meet Brian, my mother had announced to me a week ago that she would be getting married and it was my first time meeting him, I could tell he was indeed a nice man but how he had fallen for someone like my mother will still be a mystery to me.I could see my mother glare at me as if daring me to mess up, I put on my forced smile as I shook hands with Brian.“It’s nice to meet you too Mr Brian” I responded.“Ahh don’t do that, feel free to call me dad.” He said with a gentle smile but I froze at his words, the memory of calling someone dad echoed in my brain, I could remember always staying up at night waiting for my father to come home, when he did he would come with candy, in many nights when my mother was out my father would stay up with me and we will have a tea party.Trying to maintain composure, I smiled at Brian. I could tell he didn’t know anything about my mother’s love life if he did, maybe that would change his mind.“Now that’s settled, join me inside, I would’ve to get to know you,” he said as he held my hands and made his way up the stairs of the jet. I could see my mother’s silent gaze warning me to behave as I followed Brian into the luxurious plane.Soon I was Seated on a plush couch, I observed Damien and my mother entering the jet. Damien took a seat opposite me and greeted, "Hi, sister," accompanied by a mischievous smirk, his handsome face did a thing to me as I could feel memories flash again in my head, his smirk widened and I knew he knew what he's doing. I mustered a polite response, "Hi."“Oh don’t mind her, once she gets to know you she will open up the more she is just shy” my mother opted in as she let out a laugh and Brian joined in.“Oh I can’t wait to get to know her too, I can tell she can be so wild when she wants to” he replied as his smirk grew, I knew he was teasing me with what he had done a few days ago.“Let the poor girl breathe Damien” Brian opts in as he picks a drink from the plane attendant.I could feel myself getting wet down there again, his face in front of me, his veiny arms that seemed so good in his suit, and his long legs that were starched out in front of me got me breathing hard. Without thinking I turned to the flight attendant and asked.“Can you show me the way to the bathroom please?” I asked gently and she smiled and said.“This way” she replied.Without thinking or sparing him a glance, I stood up and strolled after the flight attendant, she soon showed me a bathroom that was attached to a room.I rushed in and I shut the door behind me. My hands immediately went to my jeans as I took them down to my knees, my panties were soaked and I breathed hard. I couldn’t understand why I was craving or getting wet for someone that I hated.Spreading my legs open, I inserted my middle finger into my pussy as I began fucking myself with my fingers, the memories of what he had done to be that night seemed to be all I could think of as I fingered myself.The way he ate my pussy that day and the way his cock thrust into me time after time had been orgasming. As soon as I was done.I did my business as I relaxed on the walls of the bathroom, I knew what I was doing was wrong but why did my sexual desires wake when I was with him? I know no one has ever touched me like he has, but I knew what we had would never happen again.As soon as I opened the door, my eyes fell on a certain figure that was on the bed, as soon as he turned to face me, he gave me his signature smirk.“So much for using the bathroom eh,” he said and I could feel the color drain from my face, judging by the smirk on his face I could tell he heard everything.Ariana’s POVI stood there, shocked, as Damien smirked at me. I was speechless and it seemed I had been caught in that moment.I felt so embarrassed by everything at that moment. I didn’t know how to react. Gathering my strength, I intended to walk past him, ignoring his presence.However, he had other plans as he swiftly moved to the door, blocking my path with a smirk that only widened."What the hell do you want?" I questioned, looking up at him."Oh, you know, all you could do is ask," he laughed, his gaze fixed on me.Feigning ignorance, I looked at him, acting confused.“What do you mean?” I asked him, as I stared at him, pretending to be confused about the whole situation.He smiled at me as he began coming closer. I looked at his feet, wanting to avoid his face. I felt so embarrassed at the moment and I knew he wanted to see that on my face."Too bad," he said, and confusion crossed my face."Too bad I don't get to hit on it again after I'm done," he added with a smirk. My mout
Ariana’s POVThe ride was quiet and boring, except for the music blasting out of the speakers. I watched each scenery pass by as the car moved.Soon the car stopped by a large gate, and the car glided in through the gates after the driver had verified his card with security. The sight that greeted me was beautiful, with vibrant flowers and lush greenery stretching as far as my eyes could see.Soon the car rounded a fountain, and my eyes widened at the beauty of the villa in front of me. The villa stood tall and majestic, its white walls drawing more attention. Funny, I was half expecting the building to be black since Brian had "Black" in his name, but it seemed like I had guessed wrong.I couldn’t tell when the driver had left the car, but soon he opened the door for me with a smile while gesturing for me to step out. I stepped out of the car while keeping my gaze on the house, knowing that this was the kind of place I saw in movies.A friendly voice brought me out of my stare.“Oh, M
Ariana’s POVI could feel the morning light streaming through the curtains. I groggily opened my eyes with a tired yawn, stretching my hands out to the bedside table while my fingers fumbled with my phone to check the time. Soon the phone came on as I glanced at the screen, my heart skipped a beat. I squinted as I stared at the screen. It was 10:00 AM. Panic surged through me. I knew I didn’t know enough details about this job, but I knew I was very late.With a jolt, I shot out of bed, the covers tangling around my legs as I stumbled toward the bathroom. I didn’t waste time in the shower as I took a quick shower. How I had overslept is beyond me, and what would Damien think? He might take this as an excuse to not give me the job.The shower did a good job of wiping the remnants of sleep from my eyes. Soon, as I was dried enough, I put on my office wear, which was a black skirt and a purple top paired with some heels.Without glancing at the mirror, I rushed out of my room and nearly
Ariana’s POVI stood still as he glared at me, wondering why he had just called me insolent. As far as I knew, I did nothing wrong but brought the coffee he ordered.“Is something the matter?” I asked.“All I asked for was a simple coffee, but guess what? I couldn’t have that,” he snapped at me. It was shocking, as I wasn’t expecting the response. I felt like there was something behind his attitude and this had nothing to do with coffee.“I got what you wanted, you asked for no sugar,” I replied.“Well, guess what, I like my coffee without milk,” he responded, and I tried so hard not to roll my eyes. Just as I decided to give him a piece of my mind, I wasn’t going to stand here and watch him belittle me to nothing. I was interrupted when the door opened and a beautiful brunette walked in.She was stunning. She was six feet tall, and her height made her seem like a model. Her long, endless legs seemed to stretch as far as they could go. Then there was her gown, it was just below her wai
Ariana’s POVI stood at a loss for words, and without hesitation, I ran out of the office. As soon as I got into my office, I slammed the door and breathed hard. Damien wasn’t my first fling. I had been with different men before him and left them without even caring about them.But why does he seem to affect me so much when I see him? Something about Damien made me crave more of him. Memories of the little time we spent that night have been unforgettable. Seeing him with her put so much rage, jealousy, and envy inside me.I knew he was a douchebag and had mocked me since then, but I can’t get him out of my head. I knew I needed to move on from what we had. He was my stepbrother now, and there is no way we're going to end up together.The office got so suffocating. I don’t think I can stay any longer and see his face. It's not like I have a job anywhere else, so I left for the canteen.I ordered a sandwich and settled in my chair to eat. The rest of the customers were paired up in pairs
“Ariana’s POV”Soon everyone dived right into the food. I focused on eating my meal and didn’t meet anyone's gaze as I ate.“So, how was work today, kids?” Brian asked us as we ate.“Work was good, father,” Damien replied. I looked up just in time to see Brian looking at me and waiting for my response.“It was eventful,” I said, and I could feel Damien meet my gaze. I held his gaze. He gave me his signature smirk as he dived down to his food. I saw Britney looking at me with so much hate, but I didn’t return her gaze as I continued eating.“So, dear, tell me about yourself,” my mother decided to ask Britney.“Oh, I am so sorry for not making introductions. I am Britney, Damien's girl and the future rightful heiress to my parents' company,” Britney responded, and I rolled my eyes.“Showoff,” I mumbled, while keeping my eyes on my food. I knew she heard me as she turned and glared at me.“That's so wonderful, my dear. Have you guys decided a date for the wedding?” My mother asked, and I
Damien's POVI knew she wanted me, her body language said everything. When she arrived late for work that morning, I had let her get away with it. Normally, I fired anyone who came even a minute late to work. But when it came to her, I brushed it off. What happened between us was a coincidence, and I didn't want it to happen again. Ariana was an angel, and I was the devil. I couldn't strain her with my darkness.The coffee incident was out of frustration from losing a contract to Lucas, who was my greatest rival in the business world, and I took it out on her. Luckily, Britney came just in time for me to pour out all my frustration during sex.When Ariana walked through the door and caught us in the act, I smirked at her as she looked at me in horror while I continued rambling inside of Britney. Luckily, Britney had her eyes closed while enjoying the moment and didn't know that Ariana was in the room.Britney, on the other hand, was my girlfriend and more of a sexual partner. She wa
Ariana’s POVI let out a yawn as I groaned and stretched my body, the morning light filtering through the blinds of my window. The headache hit me, pounding through my skull like a relentless drumbeat. I struggled to recall the events of the previous night, but my memory seemed hazy.I was so confused about how I had ended up in my bed this morning. The only memory I had was going to the toilet at the club.I dragged myself out of bed, feeling nauseous as I stumbled towards the bathroom. The urge to vomit hit me like a freight train, and I barely made it to the toilet before emptying the contents of my stomach. Collapsing onto the cold tile floor, I struggled to make sense of what had happened.I glanced down and realized I was still in my dress from last night, the fabric crumpled and stained from a night of revelry. How did I end up back home? I wracked my brain for answers, but the memories refused to surface.I took a quick shower. I knew I was late for work, but I didn’t know how