Mia

A week passed by and I avoided Aryan like a plague. I timed myself well, I knew Aryan would leave for the hospital around 9 or 10a.am in the morning so I only come out of my room and leave to work once the coast is clear. I even went to bed early this entire week so that I wouldn't accidentally walk into him once he was back home. I mean I know he only comes back really late but one could never be too careful.

I know I was overreacting but after that incident in Thailand between us, I just felt awkward to be around him and I believe he felt the same way too because he didn't bother to talk to me or even ask me about my health. He either asked Nina or once in a while Aryan would just text me instead but that was it.

This entire week, he was absolutely silent and I was genuinely surprised because Aryan was the one person who could never shut up. I truly enjoyed the silence and peace the universe has so graciously bestowed upon me. Maybe this was for the best. I silently prayed Aryan would maintain this distance with me until his one year contract with my dad was up. I can't afford to have my feelings messed up like that again. Love is a circus and I have been a clown in it for years.

The thoughts of Aryan leaving someday and not controlling me anymore brought a bright smile onto my face. I was deep in my thoughts about how I would celebrate my life again once Aryan was out of it when Karan called my phone.

"Ms.Young, Lucian Russo is here to meet you." Karan spoke on the phone.

"Yes, let him in, Karan."

"Will do."

A few moments later Lucian Russo, my old college friend and the new CEO of Russo groups walked in.

"Amore it's so good to meet you again." Lucian walked towards me and hugged me.

'Lucian it 's been too long. I'm glad we could finally meet."

Lucian was the same age as me but he definitely way looked older and sexier compared to his university days. He had dark brown hair, dark eyes, chiselled features that screamed Vogue. I always told him to become a model if the whole CEO thing didn't work out for him. Lucian was half Italian from his father's side and half Indian from his mother's side.

We met when I was studying in London, we were classmates. Lucian was this loud guy you can't miss. He was popular amongst everybody, especially the girls. The first time we spoke was when we were at the club and someone was trying to disturb me and he swooped in like a knight in shining armour or in his case knight in shining Armani and saved me. We had Mcdonalds after that and ever since that day we became really good friends. Lucian grew up in Italy with his grandparents because his parents were always in Singapore for business and now since he took over, he moved here and bought his own penthouse in the city. This was the first time I saw him in 2 years.

"Amore you look so much better now, I should have called you sooner when I heard about your health, but I was in Shanghai and we were dealing with a huge problem there." Lucian spoke with a heavy Italian accent.

"It's totally fine. I'm all good now and I definitely appreciate your concern. Have a seat Lucian, would you like some coffee?"

'Yes, coffee would be good."

Lucian and I discussed the new housing projects that we just started, the quotes and the latest in house security systems and CCTV's we were planning to install with all the new homes. This project we were working on are the new housing developments by Russo Group as they had purchased a whole new plot of land in the new developing region of Cybercity. They are building 3 story houses, a mini lake, playground, dog parks and many more things in that area to accommodate the future residents. The discussion went on for a while until we both decided we were hungry.

" I know this great place in Pavillion Square, I could drive us there." Lucian said.

"Sounds good let's go, I'm starving." I grabbed my Valentino bag and we both headed out of my room.

"Karan, I will probably be out for the whole afternoon. Let me know if something important comes up." I informed Karan who was sitting by his desk and observing something on his desktop screen.

"Will do, Ms. Young." He nodded at me.

We headed to an Italian restaurant that Lucian loved. He thinks this is the only place that serves proper Italian food just like ones in Italy. I ordered seared lamb aglio olio while he had lasagna.

"God I love the food here." Lucian moaned.

"Can you please not moan so much, people are looking at us." I looked around and saw people staring at us weirdly.

"So Mia, tell me about what's happening in your life, I heard you have a new guest at home."

"Keeping tabs on me Lucian." I took a sip of my wine.

"Well your mother told my mother and then she told me."

My mom. Ofcourse she did. She did have a knack for gossiping especially with Lucian's mom. They were really good friends. That's partly also how I knew Lucian when I was much younger but I never once introduced myself to him until we saw each other again in university.

"He is a pain in the ass, wish I could kick him out." I sulked.

"Then just do it, how hard could it possibly be?" He said a mouthful.

"I wish it was that simple Lucian, but he made a deal with my dad to stay with me and have his med school debt that Young industries paid for his studies back then waived off."

'How much?"

"$300,000."

"$300,000 damn that is a huge amount." Lucian said while he looked at someone behind me.

I followed his eyes and turned around and saw him looking at a girl in red hair and black dress who just walked in and sat on one of the chairs on the other side.

"Someone you know?"

"Hmm no. Anyways, $300,000 huh. So he is doing it for money and here I thought it was because he was a good man."

"First of all he is a good man. Secondly, anyone in his position whether they were good or bad, would take up the offer Lucian." A part of me felt hurt to think that Aryan was only doing it for the money but then again why was I even upset. Did I really want him to care about me when I can't even stand his presence?

"Enough talking about that uninvited guest, how's your life going?" I waved my hand. I am so done talking about Aryan. I had to distract myself from him.

"Oh you know the usual, work, occasional drinking, girls." Lucian said it so casually. Well he afterall was a notorious player.

"I miss our university days when we could just lounge around and do nothing except partying and studying."

"Yeap those were the good old days." We were both silent for a minute reminiscing our golden days in university.

"Let's go drinking." Lucian suggested out of the blue.

"Like right now? Are you crazy? We can't do that, we have to get back to work."

"Take the day off and tell Karan to deal with it." Come on amore it's been too long since we hung out and plus it's already 5 bella, let's go." He whined like a little kid and I couldn't ignore his pleas. He was right, we did have late lunch and it was already 5.

"Okay Lucian I 'm in but only going to have a couple of drinks and then we go straight home."

"Deal".

We went to Clairevoyant, the newest and most exclusive club in the city, perched on the top floor of the Ritz-Carlton. The entryway was adorned with elegant chandeliers that cast a warm, golden glow, and the walls were lined with rich, dark wood panelling and plush velvet drapes. This place was luxurious as fuck and I noticed a number of people were already lounging by the bar. I'm so glad Lucian brought me here.

I have never regretted a decision so much as I am regretting one right now. I should have seen this coming from miles away and stopped myself and Lucian from going out for drinks because 5 hours later we had more than a couple of drinks and were super wasted by the time we were done. It was already slightly past 10. I mentally cursed myself for being this stupid.

Honestly I shouldn't be drinking like this, it really wasn't good for my health but I guess a part of me has been feeling really stuck and upset from not being able to drink or enjoy to my heart's content for the past 2 years and once I started, somewhere along the way with Lucian encouraging me more, I guess I just let myself loose.

"Lucian you fucker, I knew I should have never agreed to this." I slurred.

"Admit it amore its fun, you needed this." Lucian stumbled back and almost fell before I caught him back by his collar. God he was really heavy.

Dammit we definitely can't drive back like this. Fuck if only I had my driver Ragnar with me but my dad assigned him to drive that stupid Aryan to work or wherever he wanted to go.

I tried to book a cab but most of the drivers were out of range or it would take them at least 40 minutes to come and pick us up. I doubt we both last that long. Lucian was close to passing out and I don't think I would be able to carry a 6'2 monster all by myself. I mentally cursed myself for putting myself in this horrible position. The one time I decided to have fun and the universe punished me. Fuck it I will call Ragnar. I dialed Ragnar's number and he immediately picked up.

'Hello Ms. Young, how can I help?"

"Ragnar gosh I uhm need you to pick us up from Clairevoyant, we are super wasted and I can't seem to find any cabs at the moment."

"Ms. Young I will be right there I just have to inform Aryan."

No fuck, why does Ragnar need to inform. He was technically my driver, not Aryan's.

"Screw him, please just hurry up". I was so pissed. Why did he have to inform Aryan, he could walk back for all hell I care. I shaked his thoughts away and turned around to find Lucian kissing some girl.

"Hey lady back the fuck off." I pulled those two away from each other and dragged Lucian with me to the elevator. By the time we made it downstairs Lucian was frustrated and mad at me that I dragged him away from his potential love of his life. I didn't give a shit if he was upset with me. I was exhausted and these heels were killing me and not to mention my head was spinning. I waited in the lobby and 10 minutes later Ragnar pulled in. He immediately got down and helped me and Lucian to get into the car.

On our way home, Lucian had already passed out so I told Ragnar to just take us back to my place. Lucian can stay the night and leave the next morning and unlike someone else he was a welcomed guest in my home.

While we were on our way home I asked Ragnar if he told Aryan about my situation and he said yes and that he already texted him about it and then left to pick me up. Fuck this was bad, Aryan was going to kill me if he saw me this drunk. I silently prayed that he wouldn't be at home when I reached but I felt like these days God doesn't really listen to my prayers.

Fortunately for me, I noticed Aryan wasn't anywhere to be found, he was not in the hall or the kitchen. I thanked the universe for this opportunity and dragged myself to my room before he caught me but the moment I opened my room door my whole world came crashing down again. I found a rather angry Doctor waiting for me inside. Fuck.

The temperature in the room must have increased to 100 degrees right now. The way Aryan was staring at me with his light brown eyes could have burned a fucking hole into my head. His lips were pressed in a thin tight line, twitching slightly and it was almost as if he was controlling himself from screaming a string of curses at me.

"Aryan I........" My words were cut short. "How stupid can you be? Getting drunk like this when you have an early appointment tomorrow and on top of that with your ongoing heart issues."

"Aryan just hear me out..... I can explain myself."

"No, you can't explain shit. I mean just look at you, drunk without a care in the world". He yelled and I flinched.

"Will you just stop yelling? I'm not in the mood for you right now." I rubbed on my temples and sat down on the bed while Aryan glared at me.

" Oh you are not in the mood huh. But guess what, I am." He yelled again.

I couldn't take it anymore so I got up and walked towards my bathroom, with Aryan tailing behind me. I didn't want to deal with him when I was so drunk and with him just yelling at me, it only made things worse. Just when I was about to shut the door he put his foot in and blocked me from doing so.

"Aryan will just let me shower in peace." I screamed in frustration. God give me a break from him.

"I'm not going anywhere until you answer my question."

"Fine, just stay there." I moved further into the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror, my face looked so swollen, my hair was an absolute mess. I can see Aryan's piercing gaze on me. I have never seen him this angry before. Seriously, what is his problem?

"So you plan to watch me strip or something?" I asked and stumbled back a little.

"You can't even stand up straight, let alone strip." He insulted me. I quickly turned around embarrassed and concentrated on doing a terrible task at trying to remove everything.

I removed my earrings, bracelet and watch with much struggle. Once I reached the back of my zipper, I couldn't pull it all the way down. It was stuck halfway and I almost gave up. Why is everything so much harder when you are drunk?

God I just wanted to take a shower and lie down in peace because my body and head hurt so badly. Remind me to never drink this much again. I could literally hear Aryan cursing from behind me and I grew more annoyed.

"Well, do you plan to help me or just stare and curse at me?" I looked at him through the mirror. After a beat, he then moved closer to me and unzipped the remaining portion of my dress. I managed to push off the dress just leaving me in my black lace bra and underwear. Aryan's eyes roamed all over my body, before he looked back at my eyes again. His previous anger changed into something more desirable and lustful. Is it getting hotter here? I need a cold shower. I almost stumbled again on my way to the shower when Aryan caught me. His hands were on my bare waist, bringing our bodies closer. I giggled at our proximity and Aryan's face looked as cold as ice. He clearly wasn't amused one bit.

"Omg I will help you shower." Aryan led me towards the shower by opening the glass door, revealing my spacious shower area with a rainfall showerhead. He turned it on and the water started pouring onto us. I thought he would leave immediately but he didn't. He stood there in the shower with me.

"I will turn around and you can remove your clothes." He told me.

"I'm not removing my clothes while you are in the shower with me."

"Then how will you.......Never mind." He ran his hand through his wet hair and it looked so hot.

"You are getting wet too." I giggled at him.

"It's fine." If I thought he looked hot when he was all dry and clean, he looked so much sexier with water dripping off his hair and face and his light blue scrub top was clinging on to him. and I could see the outline of his body. Man was really built. He definitely worked out a lot. I wondered how he even found time to stay so fit when he was always so caught up with his work. I guess he is pretty good at managing his life in general.

"How do you stay so fit?"

"I.... just try to find some time to workout." He brushed some of the water droplets off his face.

"Are you not tired after work?"

"I am. I usually go to the gym before I leave for work in the morning."

"Why are you always mean to me?." I asked after a beat.

"I'm not".

"Yeah you are. You are always scolding me, or staring at me, you don't even respect me and you probably think I'm childish and incapable of taking care of myself."

"I'm mad at you because you don't take care of your health properly and never listen to me, and today you got drunk. Do you have any idea how risky that is? Do you not care about your health at all? Do you not care how the others would feel if anything happened to you?"

"Whatever you are just like everyone else, always trying to control me and hurt me and then you try to gaslight me on top of that." I turned away and faced the shower. I could feel my tears forming in my eyes.

"Controlling you or hurting you is the last thing on my mind." He said as he moved closer to my back. I felt his hands wrap around my stomach. He moved my hair to the side and started placing kisses along my neck.

"I just want you to get better fiore, I don't want to lose you." He said as he traced kisses towards my shoulder. I honestly didn't know what he meant when he said the last part. He moved one of his hands down towards my underwear and pushed his hands further inside until he reached my clit and I gasped. He then pushed his two fingers inside of me and the moment he did that I felt like my whole body was on fire and plus being intoxicated only made my head spin more. I moaned in pleasure as Aryan slid his fingers in and out of me. I loved the way his fingers felt inside of me. Aryan please.... I can't" I arched my back further into his chest while my hand found its way to his hair.

"You are so wet for me fiore." Aryan teased as he started moving his fingers inside of me faster. He proceeded to unclasp my bra and toss it aside and his hand slowly brushed its way up to my breast where he cupped one and started kneading it. He played with my already erected and hard nipple all while fingering me harder. He was driving me insane at this point. I haven't felt this sort of pleasure in a long ass time and I craved it so bad. I moaned louder and sank into him deeper. I was glad he was holding me up because there was no way I could stand on my own with all the attention he was giving me.

"Aryan....... Ahhh please, faster." He thrusted his fingers into me deeper, hitting all the right spots and I could feel myself about to come over all of his fingers. My voice was already so hoarse from screaming out his name.

"That's it fiore cum for me, drip all over my fingers like a good girl." He whispered into my ears and just like that I came all over his hand with a loud cry. I didn't care if Aryan, the one person I genuinely hated finger fucked me, in that moment I only enjoyed it. I only yearned to be with him. I wanted my body pressed against him so badly.

"That's my girl, but I'm not quite done with you yet. He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the bathroom and led me back into the room. He removed his already soaking clothes and was just left in his boxers. I ran my eyes from his well toned chest down to his abdomen with his visible 6 packs and the V shape going all the way down to his boxers. I could see that his dick is already hard and it's just waiting to be released and I wanted it inside of me. He pushed me down onto the bed and sank down to his knees in front of me, he gently removed my underwear and started placing kisses all over my thighs all the way up until his delicate lips found its way to my most sensitive point again. He flicked his tongue over my swollen clit, and started kissing and sucking me hard. He placed my thighs on his shoulders while my hands found their way to his hair. I pressed his face harder towards my pussy as he ate me out. His tongue swirling around my pussy, driving me over the edge.

"Oh fuck Aryan..... Oh yesss ... .ahhh." I arched my back and cried out his name louder and louder until I climaxed. Once he was done, he stood up and wiped my juices off his lips with the back of his hand. He then bent down again and kissed me all the way from my stomach to my lips. His kiss was soft and sweet and I could taste some of my salty slick on his lips.

"You mean so much to me fiore." He said when he briefly pulled away but closed the gap again quickly before I even responded. We were both out of breath by the time we pulled away from each other and he laid down next to me. Only our harsh breathings could be heard.

" I can't sleep here, my bed is wet". I said after a while when my breathing was back to normal.

"Sleep with me."

I turned and looked at Aryan when he said that. There was a sense of longing in his eyes, something I've never seen before.

"I... yeah sure. Hope I'm not invading your space."

"Yeah, very funny, let's go." He pulled me up from my bed.

"But first we need to dry your hair." He took out my hair dryer and started drying my hair while I silently sat on his bed. This wasn't how I imagined ending my day but I liked it. The silence and the fact we were not arguing or talking about my health was rather peaceful. Once he was done, he left my room for a bit and came back with a t- shirt. "Here, wear this." He commanded me, I took it and placed his shirt on me, it was huge and it smelled like him. Perfect. He then led me out of the room and into the guest room where he slept. Aryan tucked me into bed and then lay down next to me.

"I will wake you up tomorrow." He said while he brushed my hair out of my face.

"Okay, I like it when we aren't fighting." I yawned while I said that.

"I agree." He smiled back at me.

"Goodnight Aryan." And with that I drifted off to sleep with a sweet dream of Aryan playing in my head.