LIAMI smiled as I remembered Ayra's confession about her feelings for me and her desire for us to be together exclusively. Finally, she was mine, officially exclusive without hesitation or doubts. The wait had been worth it, but now that she was committed, I planned to make sure she never regretted choosing me.I picked up my phone to make a call to Matteo's. It's a private and exclusive dining establishment that doesn't advertise or take walk-ins. You have to know someone who knows someone, and even then, you must be vetted before being given access.But my good friend Matteo had already had everything fixed and planned for me. Before I came back, he wanted me to have a good time. And that was where I was meeting him the night I went to the nightclub where I met Ayra for the first time, which led to us being here today.I'm forever grateful to Matteo for that invitation. It was crazy how she thought I was working there. A server had initially spilled my drink that night and was so
AYRA"Yes, no pressure. If you don't want to meet her, it's fine. Just keeping you in the loop. Don't worry, she isn't as tough as she looks or sounds. She's always concerned, and you two have a lot in common." He smiled."We do?""You're both nosy." He laughed as I swatted his hands away.I was still nervous about the whole thing, but his comment put me at ease. I guess that would be a bridge I'd cross when it arrived.We pulled up to my apartment building, and before I got out, Liam pulled me in for one more kiss. "Tonight, seven o'clock. Wear something that makes you feel good, sexy, and powerful." He smiled."Good, sexy, and powerful. Got it," I smiled."And Cupcake, text me throughout the day. I want to know how filming goes. I want to know when you get the news.""What news?""You'll see." He kissed me again.********I arrived at the set with Raven and felt like I was on top of the world. Everything with Liam felt more settled now. We were defined, and it felt as real as any r
AYRA"You don't have to say a thing. I've just been exploring possibilities. Nothing is set in stone. Nothing happens unless you want it to. However, I wanted to have real opportunities ready to present to you, rather than just vague ideas. I wanted everything to be perfect, if you want it, of course. This isn't me forcing it on you. I just felt like this is something you could go into and thrive. You are a brand, Ayra. I don't know if you know that yet. And I'm not that dumb to bet on something I know wouldn't win. I always win, so I always bet on winners. And you, Ayra, are a winner."Unshed tears pooled in my eyes at his confidence in me and what I stood for. The words were stuck in my throat as I couldn't find the right ones to speak.How did I get so lucky?Where had he been all my life?"Why are you so nice to me?" was all I could manage. "Why do all this for me?""Because you're talented, because you deserve options, because..." He stood up as both hands found their way to my
AYRAI woke up to soft sheets and an expensive, familiar cologne that made my stomach flutter. The room was dark, so I rose slowly from the bed to avoid hurting myself.I made my way out of bed and padded softly across the floor. I could hear sounds coming from somewhere in the house. Was that music? And the sounds of pots clanging. I ran my hands through my messy hair as the events of last night came flooding back to me in vivid detail.The sex toy shopping. The drunk phone calls. Liam picking me up. And the vibrator buzzing out of nowhere before I threw it in shock.Oh my God, I groaned, covering my face with my palms. I can't believe I did that. I tried remembering what happened after the flying vibrator incident, but my memory got fuzzy after he buckled me in. I must have blacked out.This is why I always say Brielle plus me equals a recipe for disaster.I looked down at what I was wearing and realized I wasn't in my clothes. I was wearing one of Liam's shirts again. It's becoming
AYRAAfter what felt like forever, I stumbled my ass into a sex toy shop called Fantasy. I pulled my hoodie up to cover myself more as the evening air was chill."I can't believe you talked me into this," I muttered as Brielle confidently pushed the door open."Think of it as market research," Brielle said cheerfully. "We're conducting a scientific study on female empowerment. On how women take their freedom after being ignored by men."The shop was nothing like what I had imagined. It was quite elegant, and the products were displayed tastefully. We approached the attendant who was dressed in pink."Can I help you ladies find anything specific this evening?" she asked with a professional smile.Brielle nodded, still obviously slurring her words. "We're looking for something fun and educational for independent women who are tired of waiting for their partners to catch up to their needs."The sales rep smiled. "We have exactly what you need. Right this way."She walked forward as Briel
AYRABrielle and I walked into exactly the kind of place she would choose for a girls' night out. It was intimate and dimly lit with plush burgundy seats. The place was upscale enough that I wouldn't be bothered by curious fans, but cozy enough that we could talk easily. Jazz played in the background while bartenders moved quickly and quietly.I slid into a curved booth across from her, grateful for the cozy vibe that hid my exhaustion from my first day of filming. I was dressed casually in a hoodie and loose pants. I checked my phone for messages from Liam but found nothing, and my mind flashed back to the blonde woman and Raven's comment about defining what we were."You look like you need this," Brielle said, sliding a perfectly crafted martini across the table. "Rough day?""Not really, filming was amazing," I said, taking a grateful sip of the alcohol, trying to drown everything else that was complicated. "Everything else is what's complicated."Brielle raised an eyebrow at me.