Trouble In Paradise Novel Arianna And Nicholas Novels & Stories

I desired her and her bastard husband was no hindrance in my plan, her resistance was. I was awaiting her presence. I wanted her near me desperately. Those nine hours were the only duration I could have her which I was soon going to turn in my favour. The ball was soon to be in my court. Drowned in her musings I was, when the door to my cabin flung opened and entered a perturbed Eva and a furious Arvik. "It's an emergency. We would be needing Aditi." Eva said.

“You have the wrong woman.” “No.” Calvin stayed close, his voice controlled but edged with anger. “The woman on Apollo wore a different face, but she used the same perfume. Jasmine and cedar.” I released his wrist and reached for the cloth beside the stove. “She also had the same mark behind her right ear.” My hand stopped. Calvin leaned closer. “Do you still want to tell me we have never met?” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” His gaze held mine. “Then perhaps you need help remembering.”

Everything was mouthwatering such that she couldn't wait to dig in. "I'm Anna, from Europe" Anna chimed as she extended her hand to Nevena. She looked at it before she could shake it. "And I am Ariana, Gregory's wife," Ariana said calmly. "And I am Nevena Mason, Mr Mason's wife" Nevena said with a smile on her lips. Her small dimples even showed. Kennedy looked at her. It was too good to be true that Kamala married. "You look beautiful Mrs Mason. It's good that Mr Mason chose a beautiful person like you" Gregory said genuinely. The little lady was beautiful and well mannered.

Ariella's POV The next morning, as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the man lying beside me. The warm sunlight bathed his face, casting a golden glow that accentuated the perfection of his pronounced nose. I have to admit, he was incredibly handsome, like the masterpiece of the most exquisite sculptor. I marveled at the thought, but soon felt a sense of loss. He was the Alpha of the Thron Pack, and also the uncle of my ex-fiancé. How could I possibly be with him?

But maybe that part of my life was finally over. Maybe I didn’t have to carry everything by myself anymore. Movement at the staircase caught my attention. Aria. She descended slowly in a soft silk dress, graceful without trying, her presence instantly grounding the room. Her eyes moved over the scene me, Isabella, her father and something softened in her expression. She crossed the room without hesitation and slipped her hand into mine. “She’s safe now, Luca,” Aria said quietly, looking at Isabella. I squeezed her hand. And somehow, those two words felt bigger than anything else.

“DAPHNE, this is wrong," Rage hushed tones sending electrifying volts through Daphne's system. Rage is on top of her, showering her with hot wet kisses all over her face and body... Daphne couldn't have asked for anything more. Daphne locked her gaze on him. "How could this possibly be wrong, Rage?" He averted her gaze. "I shouldn't have allowed this to happen between us; I shouldn't have let my emotions control me. I know what we have is forbidden..."

She met his warm, unwavering gaze—and suddenly, without thinking, she threw herself into his arms, wrapping her arms tightly around him. “Aric, I must have saved the entire Milky Way in my past life to be lucky enough to meet you in this one.” Alaric let out a low chuckle, his arms tightening around her waist. “Then I’m honored to be your reward.” Meanwhile, on the terrace, the old man stood watching them embrace on the lawn below. His face twisted in irritation as he huffed, “Shameless little devils. Truly an eyesore.”

She grew increasingly angry as she spoke. Louisa laughed with resignation. "A man's infidelity has nothing to do with how good a woman is. Even the strongest chain can't hold back a dog determined to run." Sadie nodded. "Exactly! As soon as that one-month period is up, we're out of there—not wasting a single minute more! Let him live with his regrets!" After a pause, she asked, "So what's your plan now?" Louisa was silent for a moment. "I originally wanted to start my own business, but after taking inventory of my resources, I realized almost everything is connected to George.

I roared as I punched through one of his precious paintings. Bryce didn’t understand these urges, though we had the same mother, the three of us had different fathers. It was common for a female to have multiple mates, and we knew that there was a chance we would share one. Our mother, Anya, preferred traveling the world with her mates while the three of us liked being in one place. However, if Marley wanted, I would take her anywhere she wanted to go. “Stop taking your rage out on my art!” Bryce shoved me backwards and I landed on the desk with a loud crash. Papers went flying everywhere and I was peeved that he was blaming me for being myself.

His gaze shifted from me to Micah, then to the marriage certificate in my hand, then back at me. Amusement lit in his eyes, “Interesting.” He said, the vibration of his voice reaching my core. I’ve forgotten how well my body responds to him. I’m in trouble. “Aria, meet my Dad, the infamous Lucien Blackwood. Dad, meet my wife, Aria.” I could only stare, dumbfounded, wondering why fate hated me this much. “Hello, Aria.” Mr. Blackwood stared me down. Fuck my life! My one-night stand is my father-in-law?