Julianna Baker Flipped Novels & Stories

Going against me isn’t an option. **** AVA BAKER’S POV. I sat on my bed, surrounded by the familiar comforts of my bedroom, but my mind was a million miles away. I stared blankly at the wall, my thoughts consumed by Julian's sudden change in behavior towards me . Just a week ago, he looked at me with admiration. Julian would tell me how important I am to his cause, and we would talk for hours about everything and nothing. But now, it seems like Julian has lost all sense of want for me. He wouldn't even look in my direction, I feel like a slave in this giant house. Nothing makes sense anymore.

"Your perfection, Juliana. Pure perfection" THE END

I heard Becky tut severally, mocking me before moving closer to me, she stroked my hair before I slapped it out of my face. “Poor Ariana, it seems it's all in your head, the way it looks, I found out you were sketchy, so I followed you and your lover, appears you framed Julius to promote him, and now I have the evidence to prove it” she smiled before turning to leave. “See you at home wifey, let's see how long you stay married to my fiance after he sees this”

They all had been trying to be manipulative but she resisted. She needed time to think about her future. So she decided to go for one thing she was passionate about. Baking! She was not alone. Her high school buddy Julia Aaron accompanied her. They were friends since childhood because of their name resemblance. Emerald was Emerald Julie Aaron and her friend was Julia Aaron.

"Kelvin is my best friend, and it's safe to speak freely in front of him." Julia's gaze shifted towards Kelvin, her eyes searching for confirmation. After a brief moment of contemplation, she nodded her head, a flicker of certainty dancing in her eyes. Gathering her courage, she began to share her secret. "Ariana is my best friend," Julia revealed, her voice tinged with vulnerability and trust. "She told me everything that happened and how she wants to keep the baby for herself alone."

I jerked away. He didn’t look at me. --- The warehouse loomed, music thumping like a sick heartbeat. Julia stood at the entrance, her honey-brown eyes gleaming. “You came,” she purred. “How… predictable.” Ace’s hand settled on my lower back. “Stay close.” I stepped out of his reach. “I’ll do what I want.” Julia laughed. “Oh, Brie. Still playing the rebel?” Valerie materialized beside me, a champagne flute in hand. “Careful, Juju. She’s got a knife and a grudge.”

She wanted it inside her more than she wanted her next breath. Julian didn't look at her with sweetness. He reached out, grabbed her by the shoulders, and flipped her over completely on the desk. He forced her onto her hands and knees, turning her away from him so her naked, dripping ass was sticking high up in the air, completely exposed to him. Before she could even settle into the position, Julian brought his large, open palm down hard against her bare left butt cheek.