MasukARIELLA Ariella, Nineteen, Daniel, Twenty Six “For heaven’s sake, Ariella, what are you doing? They’re here so hurry up!”My Mother scolded me, her heels clicking on the shiny floor. Then She grabbed my wrist and pulled me.“Come on, you know I’m not good at small talk and you have to save me from talking too much. Especially with the mother. She has a job. You know I don’t do well with people like that.”I followed her to the front hall, feeling like a big rock was stuck in my stomach.Today, my parents invited Sandy’s family over for dinner. Mother said she wanted to know the Sterlings better. But really, she just wanted Henry to come.Even though Henry didn’t like the idea, I had met Sandy many times since they moved in together. We became friends fast after a strange charity party where she introduced me to Aurora and Annabelle.Sandy was funny, smart, and very loyal but no matter how hard I tried, she wouldn’t talk about Daniel. She was super protective of him, and every time I
ARIELLA He bit my bottom lip gently, sucking on it a little then licked the inside of it.“Oh sweetheart, you’re a pretty liar, Ariella,” he said in a low voice that made my stomach twist. “But it looks like you found out who you really are. You’re a monster, too.”He kissed me again, rough and deep, then pulled away.“If you tell anyone about this, I’ll find you—and I’ll kill you, too. I’d run if I were you. I’m giving you two minutes before I come after you.”Then he turned and walked away slowly. The streetlights hit his back, making him look like one of those bad guys in old movies—the kind you secretly hope wins. He got into a car parked a few spots away from mine. Slow. Calm. Dangerous.I hit the gas and didn’t look back.I drove so fast that my car broke down the moment I got home.Not long after the Aquila Fair, my brother Henry came back from California for good.He looked golden, sun-kissed, and more blond than before. He moved into a fancy apartment downtown with a girl na
ARIELLA My phone kept ringing and I knew my parents would send someone to look for me if I didn’t go home soon.An eighteen-year-old girl missing for eight hours wasn’t a big deal to most people.But an eighteen-year-old oil heiress, whose dad was one of the richest men in the world? That was a big deal. I was sure my family was already panicking.I was a King. Kings always had to be protected. I looked at my phone again.Mom: I’m getting more and more worried. Please text me. I know you’re upset, but you’re upsetting everyone by disappearing like this! I can’t sleep. You know I need my sleep.Mom: Your dad will blame me for all of this. I hope you’re happy, Ariella. Getting me in trouble.Oh, no. Calm down, Mom.Henry: Dad might have a heart attack, sis. Just saying. (More hugs from Cali.)Aiden: Don’t be so emotional. She worked for us.Dad: I’m sorry for your loss, Ariella. Please come home.Leaves crunched under my feet as I walked to Mom’s car, a Volvo XC90. I was just about to
ARIELLA The cart pulled back, made a loud noise, then started falling fast.The stranger stopped my scream by kissing me. His lips were hot and salty, holding mine like he owned them. All my fear and nervous thoughts disappeared. He tasted like smoke, mint gum, and something wild. Like a real man. I let go of the safety rail and grabbed his black shirt, pulling him closer. In that moment, we were something wild—like a monster kissing a princess, with no hero around to save her.He bent his head, held my cheek, and put his other hand behind my head. His tongue touched my lips, soft at first. Then I let the kiss get deeper. Our tongues moved together, slowly at first, then more. My stomach dropped, and my fear was gone. I started getting aroused and my hips moved on their own. I pressed my legs together as my panties got soaked just as I felt fresh air on my face.The ride was over and we were outside again. He pulled back, his face calm. Too calm. Like he didn’t care.Girls in the car
ARIELLA He looked right at me, like he had every right to. His eyes said things no stranger should say. It felt like he owned the world, and since I was in it, he thought he owned me too. That’s when I realized something about this was strange and maybe even a little dangerous.I wanted to show myself to this man. I never felt that way before. Not for any man. Not even for love. And I didn’t mean just taking off clothes.I wanted to break him open then reach inside and see every little thing about him. His good parts, bad parts, and all his habits. Who was he? What was his past? Why was he talking to me?“You think you’re not special,” he said softly.“Do people think they are special?” I asked.“Only the ones who aren’t,” he replied.“I'm sure you’re the bad one in your family,” I said, pushing my hair back. He smiled, and I felt it deep inside me. The air around us even felt warmer.“Right again.”“I bet you were stubborn as a kid,” I said, trying to imagine him as a little boy.“
ARIELLA I grabbed the sleeve of the guy running the ride and pulled on it.“I want to get off,” I said.He looked me up and down slowly, staring too long at my bare legs.“Damn, sweetheart, I’d like to get you off too. But I have to finish my shift. I need the money,” he said, sounding high.I held onto his hoodie and forgot all the manners I’d learned in fourteen years. I was too scared.“No! I mean I want to get off the ride. Unless… can someone sit with me?” I asked, a little hopeful.“Girl, it’s just a ride. If you’re taller than four feet, you can go,” he said, shaking off my hand. “You’ll survive.”“I know. I’m not scared. I just—”“Look…” He held up his hand to stop me. “If I don’t press that red button every three minutes, I lose my job. So are you getting off or staying on?”I was about to say I’d stay on and that I was just being silly, when someone stepped forward and cut in line.“She’ll stay on, Sir.”I didn’t want anyone to see me cry even as tears filled my eyes and ri







