I sat on the stool, absentmindedly sipping my drink as I looked around the club. The music throbbed through the club as everyone was lost in each other's company.It was my mother's bachelorette party, and I was here more out of obligation than enthusiasm. Most of the people present at the club happened to be her friends and family.Glancing through the neon room, I spotted my mother engrossed in conversation with her friends, reveling in the celebration. I rolled my eyes, contemplating the inevitability of being here. It was just a big score for her. She had recently caught the attention of a billionaire, and how she had managed to convince him to marry her was still a wonder to me.I was lost in thought and didn’t notice when Freya slid into the chair beside me. I was currently standing close to the bartender, swinging my drink while looking around the party, which didn’t seem to interest me.“Hold on, it’s your Mother’s Day... why not enjoy it and stop lingering on your own here,” F

Damien’s PovI landed in London in the evening. My father was getting married the next day, and it was important for me to attend the wedding. I was happy for my father, but I wasn't pleased with the woman he had chosen to be his wife.She had a questionable background and reputation, but my father loved her despite my concerns. My mother had died from a bullet wound when I was fifteen, along with my older brother. This had a profound impact on my father, who became reclusive, leaving me to run the family company from the age of eighteen.I was currently twenty-eight, and as soon as I arrived in London, my driver picked me up and took me to the club where my future stepmother was hosting her pre-wedding party.After congratulating her and my father, I went to get a drink. I was feeling very aroused, and my eyes fell on a beautiful woman next to me. I overheard her conversation with her friend, and I picked interest with her and I made an effort to talk to her.My love life had always

Ariana’s POVI stood there, shocked, as Damien smirked at me. I was speechless and it seemed I had been caught in that moment.I felt so embarrassed by everything at that moment. I didn’t know how to react. Gathering my strength, I intended to walk past him, ignoring his presence.However, he had other plans as he swiftly moved to the door, blocking my path with a smirk that only widened."What the hell do you want?" I questioned, looking up at him."Oh, you know, all you could do is ask," he laughed, his gaze fixed on me.Feigning ignorance, I looked at him, acting confused.“What do you mean?” I asked him, as I stared at him, pretending to be confused about the whole situation.He smiled at me as he began coming closer. I looked at his feet, wanting to avoid his face. I felt so embarrassed at the moment and I knew he wanted to see that on my face."Too bad," he said, and confusion crossed my face."Too bad I don't get to hit on it again after I'm done," he added with a smirk. My mout

Ariana’s POVI could feel the morning light streaming through the curtains. I groggily opened my eyes with a tired yawn, stretching my hands out to the bedside table while my fingers fumbled with my phone to check the time. Soon the phone came on as I glanced at the screen, my heart skipped a beat. I squinted as I stared at the screen. It was 10:00 AM. Panic surged through me. I knew I didn’t know enough details about this job, but I knew I was very late.With a jolt, I shot out of bed, the covers tangling around my legs as I stumbled toward the bathroom. I didn’t waste time in the shower as I took a quick shower. How I had overslept is beyond me, and what would Damien think? He might take this as an excuse to not give me the job.The shower did a good job of wiping the remnants of sleep from my eyes. Soon, as I was dried enough, I put on my office wear, which was a black skirt and a purple top paired with some heels.Without glancing at the mirror, I rushed out of my room and nearly

Ariana’s POVI stood at a loss for words, and without hesitation, I ran out of the office. As soon as I got into my office, I slammed the door and breathed hard. Damien wasn’t my first fling. I had been with different men before him and left them without even caring about them.But why does he seem to affect me so much when I see him? Something about Damien made me crave more of him. Memories of the little time we spent that night have been unforgettable. Seeing him with her put so much rage, jealousy, and envy inside me.I knew he was a douchebag and had mocked me since then, but I can’t get him out of my head. I knew I needed to move on from what we had. He was my stepbrother now, and there is no way we're going to end up together.The office got so suffocating. I don’t think I can stay any longer and see his face. It's not like I have a job anywhere else, so I left for the canteen.I ordered a sandwich and settled in my chair to eat. The rest of the customers were paired up in pairs