Arya wonders how Ayden will see to it that her brother does not find her. Two days had passed since that first call, and she doesn't know how to talk to her benefactor without upsetting him. He has been “resting”, eating and walking around the house like a stray cat. In the afternoons, she goes for a short walk to Central Park and returns just before he gets back. The doctor asked that they return on the third day when his period started and they did. During the visit, the doctor asked Ayden for a sample of his semen. The latter almost choked when she told him that there were graphic magazines or a television with access to adult videos in the room. Arya blushed just thinking that on the other side of that room, Ayden would be masturbating. “You have nothing to worry about, that cubicle is soundproof and will have everything you need if necessary,” the doctor explained, opening the door for him to pass through. Ayden looks quickly from there to Arya, who, awakening her curiosity,
Since that day, they had not heard from Mark or Gerard's order. On the one hand, Arya wanted peace and quiet, she had tried to keep the party peaceful with Ayden. He had decided to have breakfast with her, after each hormone injection.He had to make sure she was healthy, the day of the insemination had come and they were both nervous. Likewise, he had had to re-sample to make sure the most feasible sperm were selected.“Everything will be fine, you have nothing to worry about,” assures the doctor, who has Arya already on the gurney with her legs spread wide open. “You will feel only slight discomfort, but it will pass.”Arya nods, she is nervous, her hands are shaking, and she mentally prays to heaven that everything will be all right. She hadn't talked to Ayden about what would happen in case she couldn't get pregnant, would she have to pay back all the money or just a part of it? After all, her mother was out of danger.She had managed to get through to her and although Mirella woul
But it is too late, Ayden has admired what to him is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen.“Sorry, sorry” he turns around realizing his imprudence. “I, I was just trying to tell you that I'll go to the pharmacy, I'll wait for you there.”Arya picks up the robe that only covered her front and hides behind the bulkhead.“Okay” she replies flushed with embarrassment.Ayden comes out equally, if not more, embarrassed by such a reckless interruption on her part.“If you'll be an idiot, Ayden” he mutters to himself as he walks to the pharmacy to change the medications.Arya staying feels a pang of emotion, he has seen her naked and blushed.“Perhaps, he finds me attractive after all” he thinks as he dresses.“Don't be silly, he's a millionaire from Central Park, he would never notice you” she whispers to nothing.Once they leave they head straight home, Ayden has had a special caterer prepared to celebrate.“Wow! This is wonderful” she says as she sees the dining room table with differe
“What's wrong?” asks Ayden worriedly.“Nothing, nothing, everything is fine.” He looks at his new pulse watch and notices the time. “We can go now, I'm a little tired.”“It's okay Arya, but if there was something that made you angry, just say so,” he warns. “I'm not a fortune-teller, and if you don't tell me what upset you, I won't be able to help you at all.”Arya, reluctant to speak, decides to keep quiet, for her own and the family's sake.Ayden drives carefully until they reach his house, once there each one retires to their rooms without saying a word to each other. He suspects that something happened, but does not demand more because today has been a very heavy day, and they are both tired. The young woman, for her part, decides to prepare everything to go to work the next day, she is excited to be able to do her internship in one of the best hospitals in New York.“Who knew that after all the bad, at least something good happened,” Arya reasons in the darkness of her room.The n
Arya walks to where the parking lot is supposed to be, annoyed.“I came with one of my drivers,” she explains, pointing to an SUV. “And I don't have to walk around controlling anything, you're the one who should be on the phone, not me.”Ayden walks to his sling and opens the door, waiting for Arya to retrace her steps to leave. However, a car parks right in front of the slingshot and the driver opens the door for him.“Can I give you a ride?” asks Mark.Arya walks quickly to him and climbs in, closing the door quickly.Mark locks the door and starts the car immediately.“I saw you argued,” warns Ayden's brother. “That's why I came over, I thought you needed help.”“Thanks, it's really not an argument.” The ringing of her phone starts to ring. “He's just upset because I didn't answer all day, he should get used to it, since I have to do the internship.”Mark lets out a loud laugh at his only brother's expense, Arya doesn't like that, a shiver runs down her spine as she hears him enjoy
Arya finally falls asleep, Ayden decides not to leave her side, as he is worried about her. Instead, he lies down on the couch that lies by the window.When he wakes up, she lies watching him with eyes swollen from crying.“Have you been able to get any rest?” she asks.Ayden sits up, trying to wake up a little.“No more than you, I think. I was left worried about you” he clarifies, standing up to stretch. “I'd like you to tell me what's been going on, you've been absent for a couple of days. I know something is up, but like I told you…”“I'm not a fortune-teller” completes his sentence, making her smile. “I'll tell you, but promise you won't get mad.”Ayden is already frowning, and Arya knows that's not a good sign.“I haven't told you yet, and you're already getting angry” she warns, pointing to the lines between his eyebrows.“Sorry, it's a habit of mine.&r
When he boards in the back, he looks at her judiciously.“If you keep up that behavior, I'm sure by the end of this contract I'll be full of gray hair and will have aged twenty years, at least,” he remarks sarcastically.Arya, in no mood to argue, ignores him and fixes her eyes on the front, she tries not to cry and succeeds.When she arrives at the clinic she just gets out, the car stops, she doesn't say goodbye or anything, she walks angrily inside.Ayden watches her, but does not go after her.“Let's go, at least I'll rest three days from your dramas,” she says to the driver and he laughs.After blurting that out he regrets it, for he actually feels sorry for the young woman, being so talented and not having the support of her family, living in the situation she was living in must have been very painful for her.“It's business, Ayden, it's business. Don't get attached, she'll go away like they all go away” he reminds himself.☆゚・*:.˛˚ღღ゚~εïз~ ღღ゚・*:。.。.・*.☆Mark watched Arya from a
Arya had gone back to the hospital every day without speaking to any of the staff, not even John, the driver. Mark tried to approach her, but work was so busy that it was impossible.The young woman was grateful for that; she wanted to avoid talking to anyone. She felt discouraged, devastated and demoralized. During those days, she barely ate anything. She stopped answering Ayden and forwarded her calls to her mailbox.Ayden wanted to get in touch with her, she thought about talking to her through Mark, asking him to put her through, but that was grounds for them to have to talk, and she didn't want that. She feared that her brother would cajole her and turn her against him.By the third day, Arya was resigned to the fact that she was going to have to face him. When John arrived, she almost expected him to get off to scold her, but he didn't.“Good evening, miss,” greets the chauffeur, as he does every day.“Good evening, John,” she replies, trying to force a smile, but it doesn't rea