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Space Between Waking And Wanting

Author: Bree Tyl
last update Last Updated: 2026-02-12 18:42:59

Arielle

I floated in darkness. I didn’t know where I was or what had happened. It all felt distant, as if I were underwater. All I was hearing was my mom’s voice, calling me for help.

The more she called, the more the fear filled my chest. The sound grew sharper and louder. Then her voice boomed through everything. “Arielle!”

“Mom, go away. I don’t want to see you ever again!” My voice echoed violently. Then I opened my eyes, observing the place. White walls, bright light and soft she
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  • The Billionaire’s Pretend Wife    Space Between Waking And Wanting

    Arielle I floated in darkness. I didn’t know where I was or what had happened. It all felt distant, as if I were underwater. All I was hearing was my mom’s voice, calling me for help. The more she called, the more the fear filled my chest. The sound grew sharper and louder. Then her voice boomed through everything. “Arielle!” “Mom, go away. I don’t want to see you ever again!” My voice echoed violently. Then I opened my eyes, observing the place. White walls, bright light and soft sheets. And as my vision cleared, the first person I saw was him. Darius. He was seated beside me, holding my hands. “Arielle, are you okay?” He seemed concerned. I didn’t answer, I simply looked around, taking everything in. The clothes I had on weren’t mine. My head felt so heavy. I knew I was going to land at the hospital after the brutal beating I faced from Amber. I tried removing my hand slowly from his, then his eyes marched towards mine. “How are you feeling?” He asked calmly. Like he

  • The Billionaire’s Pretend Wife    He’s Everywhere Now

    Arielle I got out as fast as my legs could move. My chest felt tight, and my thoughts were everywhere. I realized that it was my jacket I forgot in his car. I found his car easily, silently parked out front. I wondered if he even left at all. I had never been outside during this time. It was past midnight. 2 a.m. His eyes matched mine slowly as I approached his window. I knocked gently, and he rolled it down slowly, almost lazily. “Hey”. His voice, sarcastic but funny “I’m sorry, I left my jacket”. I brought out my hand, requesting it. My jacket was lying right there on the passenger’s seat. “It’s right there”. I said, nodding toward it. “Yeah, but I also wanted to ask you something”. He said. “Why didn’t you let us meet at Sylvia’s place?” I paused for a moment and took a step back. That name cut deep. I hadn’t forgotten what she did to me. “What do you–I don’t understand what you’re saying”. I stuttered. “A guy there told me she chased you out a few days ago. Sai

  • The Billionaire’s Pretend Wife    First Time At My Place

    Arielle It happened so fast. I shouldn’t have looked back. If I didn’t, he wouldn’t have seen me. If I had just kept walking. I accepted that it was my mistake. My very stupid mistake. “Where are you taking me?” I asked, my voice small but sharp with suspicion. He stopped walking and turned slightly. “Where do you stay?” He asked. Of all the questions he could ask me, that was what he chose? “I’m sorry, what?” I leaned closer, pretending not to hear what he just said because there was no way. “I want to drop you off”. He smiled. My heart skipped when he turned fully toward me. A smile tugged at his lips, and his dimples appeared. I didn’t notice he had that until now. It was mesmerizing. “I’m sorry, but I can walk. You don’t need to help me”. I said, trying to sound brave. Honestly, I could not walk back there. It looked so dark. “You’re gonna be my wife soon, we might as well get started now”. We continued walking and he still didn’t let go of my hand. My brows

  • The Billionaire’s Pretend Wife    Pizza Night

    Arielle I knew it sounded ridiculous, selfish, even, but I needed to be sure. I needed to know I wasn’t stepping into something I’d regret for the rest of my life. His expression whispered warnings, but I refused to let them sink into me. He sighed, heavy and raw. I matched his breath, not to mock him, but because my nerves were stretched thin. “Fine. Deal.” He stretched out his hand for a shake, but I hesitated. “Not yet.” My heart thudded like a warning drum as his breath brushed my face. He exhaled sharply through his nose. “Why? I’m agreeing to your deal, what now?" I lifted my chin, summoning what little courage I had left. “I still need to think about it.” I scratched the back of my hair, embarrassed by my own trembling voice. His jaw hardened, fury simmering beneath the surface. “What is there to think about?” He dragged a hand down his face, slowly. “This is a big step for me,” I answered firmly. “A delicate one. I need to be careful. I’ll get back to you in

  • The Billionaire’s Pretend Wife    Last Deal

    Arielle For the first time in my life, I was taking a huge risk. The one that could either change me for good or destroy everything I had left. I stole one last glance at Tiffany and inhaled deeply, letting the breath sink into my chest. I had dialed the number. My pulse throbbed beneath my fingertips as the line rang, but instead of connecting, it cut off completely. I didn’t know whether to be relieved or disappointed. “Try again,” Tiffany urged. So I did. Her eyes locked with mine, and then. He picked. “Hello.” A shiver slid down my spine. “H–Hello. Hi.” My voice cracked. Tiffany moved closer, gently squeezing my hands because of my wound. “Hello, who am I speaking with? This is Joel White, his manager. Mr. Darius is in a meeting.” Relief hit me like cold water. “Oh, I’ll call later.” Tiffany blinked at me, clueless. “Please wait, may I get a name?” “Oh, don’t worry. I’ll just call you later.” I tried to end the call as fast as I could. “Alright. Hope to h

  • The Billionaire’s Pretend Wife    My Mistake

    Arielle I had never been this worried in my entire life, not even over my pet, much less a total stranger. I didn’t even realize I was still at work until Tessa yelled my name as she prepared to leave. I snapped out of my thoughts immediately. I grabbed the card from the table and slipped it into my pocket. It didn’t mean I was changing my mind. Ever. I rushed to join her. I pulled down the curtains, turned off the lights, and locked the door behind us. Then we began walking home together. Her place wasn’t far from mine. As we walked, the question slipped out before I could stop myself. “Tessa…” My voice was calm but abrupt. “What would you do if a man forces you to marry him?” The question came out childishly. She stared at me before answering. “Okay… if I like him, I don’t see anything wrong with it. But if I don’t, I’d probably run away to somewhere he’d never find me. Ever.” She shrugged. I exhaled quietly. “Why do you ask? Who are we talking about?” she pressed. My hea

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