Ariana’s POV It seems like Justin’s heart felt that I needed him, so a few moments later, I got a message from Rose informing me that Justin was missing me and wanted to talk to me. Instantly, I video call him because it feels like ages since I have last seen him. His face comes before my screen, and instantly my mood gets better. “I love you, baby.” I smile quickly, blinking away my tears because seeing his face wants me to cry more. “I love you too.” He replies, then frowns, “Are you crying, momsis?” “Just missing you, bunny.” I don’t lie to him about crying because he always manages to catch my lie. “I hate it when you cry.” He sadly pouts. “See,

Ariana's POV I woke up quite early the following day because I needed to get my stuff from that room. I just hope I will be as quick as possible because I am just not ready to face Samuel. I have decided today I will tell mother the truth, that Samuel and I are not together, then I will handle it whatever will happen. Just like I always do. I don't know what I thought when I accepted Samuel's offer. Maybe I just wanted someone to be there for me. However, when I walk towards our room, I meet my mother in the hallway as she is returning from her morning run. She smiles widely as soon as she sees, which obviously takes me by surprise because this is not her usual reaction when she sees me, especially when I am still in my yesterday's clothes. S

Ariana's POVSamuel's murderous glare falls on Jasper, and for some reason, I feel scared because I feel he knows everything.My fear turns out to be true when grabbing Jasper by the collar; he drags him outside the venue. I rush behind him, terrified out of my mind because I don't want Samuel to land in any trouble because of me.My hands flew to my mouth in shock when Samuel threw a punch on Jasper's face sending him down. He doesn't stop there as he holds Jasper by the front of his shirt as he hits him again and again."How dare you touch her!" There is a terrifying rage in his voice, "How dare you put your filthy hands on her?""I am going to fucking kill you." He growls while my heart beats wildly against my ribcage because his every word sou

Samuel's POVBiting my lower lip, I attempt to stop myself from smiling as I watch Ariana fussing over my hand as she cleans my knuckles."Kitty, do you realize that I am not of Justin's age? I am not going to feel hurt because of these scratches." I raise my eyebrows at her while a low chuckle leaves my mouth as she applies some antiseptic cream on bruised knuckles while blowing air over them.What I do find really amusing is that she is continuously trying to comfort me that it will not hurt like she is talking to some kid.I will not lie and say that I am not enjoying her attention, but it still feels strange."Pain has nothing to do with age." She lifts her eyes from my hand and locks her gaze with mine. Her mouth curved in a rueful smile, "Pa

Ariana's POVI look at him in slight shock, as I have never imagined him asking me something like this. In fact, no one has ever requested me to draw them. I will not lie and say that the idea of painting him doesn't excite me, but at the same time, I am feeling a little nervous for some unknown reason."I don't think I can do that." I shake my head while chewing inside of my cheeks nervously."Well, I think you can." he instantly replies confidently," However, I am not sure that you will be able to do justice to my handsomeness." After a moment, he adds smugly."You are just okay." I pointedly look at him up and down, "But a little less arrogance can make you look a little better." I give him a curt nod an