Aryan

It's been one week since that whole car chase incident unfolded. One week of pure chaos in the Young family household. After I received that message at the hospital I immediately showed it to Raymond and he called the cops and informed Darian. The investigators worked overtime to track the number of that cell but it turned out that the number belonged to a burner phone and then it was dumped into a random trash can on the sidewalks.

Mia's parents forced her to stay with them temporarily at their place ; she hesitated a lot at first but they agreed after I convinced her. I would still be staying at Mia's house however but I will visit her everyday to keep up with her health progress.

I still remembered the argument we had that day.

'It's not fair, I don't want to go. I'm fine here. I am safe, I have all of you guys with me." She yelled.

"Fiore please, it is for your own good. Your dad has bodyguards surrounding the house and they can protect you better."

"But I can't be with you." She started tearing up.

"I will come and see you everyday after work, I promise."I kissed her forehead. I knew I would miss her and I wanted her to stay here but I can't be selfish, this is about her safety and I cant put her life at risk. Someone is seriously trying to hurt us though I didn't care about myself that much, I only wanted her safe.

"Somebody is trying to hurt you too."Mia looked up at me with tears pouring down her cheeks.

"I will be fine fiore. Nobody can harm me." I wiped the tears off.

"Stay with me, I can talk to mom and dad. I don't want you to get hurt. I can't..... I can't lose you." She started crying harder and buried her face into my chest. God I hated seeing like this. She looked so defeated and powerless.

"Fiore I will be fine... Please don't cry. You dad insisted I have a bodyguard follow me everywhere as well so it's all good." I tipped up her chin and gazed into her eyes and my heart twisted further.

"Okay." She wasn't convinced with my answer but she didn't argue either.

Right now, I am at the gym. I came here straight after my graveyard shift. I had to release all my tension somewhere and boxing helped me a lot. Unfortunately, Rahul wasn't free today and my trainer was busy with someone else, so I was all alone.

I was in the locker room, wrapping my hands with the hand wrap and when I was done with that, I pulled out my gloves from my bag and slid them on. I walked back outside and headed straight to the slightly worn out punching bag. I did some stretching for a few minutes and then I took a deep breath and positioned my arms and legs and stared at the punching bag. I started slow with a series of jabs, each punch precise and controlled.

Gradually, I increased the intensity by adding in a combination of jabs, crosses and hooks.The sound of my gloves hitting the bag creates a steady beat, echoing through the gym.

I took a brief pause to catch my breath and when I felt ready again, I closed my eyes, adjusted my stance and imagined the punching bag as the guy who was trying to Mia. I opened my eyes full of rage and unleashed a series of powerful body shots, each punch delivered with precision and force. I punched harder and harder to my heart's content. I finished with a rapid flurry of strikes, pushing myself beyond my limit before stepping back, breathing heavily but feeling a sense of satisfaction. I looked around the gym and found Mia standing in the corner staring at me with a proud look on her face. My baby girl is here.

Mia

They say every moment of your life and everything happening around you is the result of some past karma and I truly don't understand what kind of sin I committed to end up back in my parents house. The past week has been so damn chaotic. From Aryan receiving weird threats from someone, to me moving back into my parents home temporarily,  my dad hiring bodyguards for me and Aryan everything was too much to handle. The universe must have some kind of animosity towards me because it hated seeing me happy or even relaxed even for a second.

I was just lounging by the pool right now with Shvan and Toffee by my side when I heard my mom opening the sliding door and coming outside.

Oh no she is probably going to argue or nag at me.

"Here I brought you an apple."She handed me a bright red apple and sat down on the other chair next to me. Thank god.

"Thanks." I grabbed it from her and munched on it.

"How are you feeling today?"

"Good."

"Any chest pains?"

"No." I gave her a curt reply.

"Okay." She looked down at her palms.

I was using my phone and I saw my mom fidgeting on her chair from the side. I pulled down my sunglasses and sighed. Now I hated talking to my mom in general because it always ended up in a fight but right now she looked anxious and I knew something was on her mind. If she doesn't say it now, she will eventually find another inconvenient time to say it and it may not be under such calmer circumstances.

"What is it?"I asked her.

'I.... just wanted to ask you...... how's things with Aryan..... you two seem very close."

"He is good and yeah we are dating, so naturally we would be close to each other." I shrugged

My mom's eyes widened in shock and then changed into excitement.

"Really, Mia, that is great. I mean Aryan is an incredible guy and he takes care of you well. Your father and I were just talking about the two of you the other day. We think you two make a perfect match." Her face lit up like a big bright bulb and I smiled at her.

"Okay. I'm thrilled you and dad feel the same way."

"So can we expect a wedding soon?"

The moment my mom said that I almost spat out my apple. Wedding? What?. I never thought about marrying Aryan. I mean yes I would love to be his wife and have my own little baby Aryan's walking around the house and we would be so happy together. But it has never crossed my mind before. I haven't even told him I loved him yet.

"Mom...... we just started dating. I have to see how things go before we decide to get married."

"I see, yes okay. Let me know when you are ready then."My mom got up all giddy and happy and walked back inside.

I chuckled at that sight and continued eating my apple. I wonder how Aryan would feel about marrying me. Would he want to spend the rest of his life with me? Thoughts of being married to him brought a sense of joy to my heart. There is no one I would rather marry than him. I will pick him in every life that I take.

I looked at my phone and the time read 11.30a.am. Aryan said he is heading to the gym to box after his graveyard shift. I bit my lip and pondered for a bit and decided to surprise him. I missed him so much even though I saw him everyday but I couldn't spend much time with him because he would only visit for an hour just to check up on me and then had to go home and rest. I got up from the lounge and drove off to the gym.

The gym buzzes with energy, filled with the rhythmic sounds of treadmills, weight machines, and the occasional clank of free weights. I walked further inside to the boxing area and the familiar smell of sweat and leather greeted me first. So this was the sanctuary Aryan always came to clear his mind after a long day.

I spotted Aryan in the corner, punching the bag with so much of rage in him. The sweat gleamed on his naked torso and his hair was all damp. He looked so hot and my mind played really dirty thoughts about me licking the sweat off his chest and I shook off immediately. It was my first time watching him box and I was in awe of him. The precision and power in his moves was so lethal and graceful at the same time. I had to remind myself to never get on his bad side because one punch from him would definitely end me. After a beat Aryan stopped punching that poor old bag and looked around till his eyes found me. He looked confused at first and then he grinned widely at me. Oh Aryan, the things you do to my heart.

"Fiore, what are you doing here?" He sauntered over to me.

"I was scouting for a new boyfriend."

Aryan laughed at my question. A deep hearty laugh and I joined him.

"Your sense of sarcasm is remarkable baby."

"Thank you, I was born with such amazing qualities." I flipped my hair back.

"Come here." He didn't even have to ask, I walked to him and crashed my lips on him. Our lips moved in sync with each other, begging and wanting more. I savoured the way he tasted, smelled and how he moaned into my mouth.

Our kiss was either soft and sweet or wild and passionate but this one was different, it was needy, hungry and desperate. He pushed me against the wall and pressed his body against me and I could feel his hardened abs and cock pressing on me. I roamed my hands all over his sweaty torso and felt myself getting wetter by the minute. I needed him inside me so badly but my dreams died when he abruptly pulled away and placed his head on my neck.

"We.... can't.... Fuck....here. There are cameras everywhere." He whispered.

Fuck he was right. Last thing I needed was someone watching us fucking over the screen of their computers.

"I hate you."I replied to him.

"I hate myself too fiore."His eyes glimmered with a mixture of love and lust.

We tore ourselves away from each other and I straightened my shirt and shorts.

"Fiore, I was going to come and meet you later anyways, why are you here baby?"

"I just wanted to come and surprise you and also see you boxing."I shrugged.

"So do you think I am a good boxer?"

"You are alright." I patted on his arm.

He shook his head at me and I walked towards the punching bag.

"Teach me how to box." I said while staring at the old black punching bag. I wonder how many hits it took over the years.

"No."

"Why?"

"You didn't ask me nicely." He teased me.

"Please teach me how to box." I repeated again with a sweeter tone.

"Okay, see that sounded so much nicer."

Aryan removed one of his gloves and placed it around my hand and tightened it.

"Okay, so just slowly punch the bag."

"Like this?" I punched the bag and it barely moved.

"Slower baby, you might hurt the bag." He sarcastically commented.

"Okay hang on."I punched the bag harder this time and I think it moved or that was also probably my imagination.

"Have you ever punched before?"

"Not...."

"Don't even answer that question." He cut me halfway.

"You have to stand like this, position yourself properly and punch hard.... Like this."Aryan punched the bag so hard it started shaking back and forth.

"Okay ... .okay let me try again."I took a deep breath and punched really hard this time. The bag moved a bit.

"Better."He smiled.

"You know what, let's train for a bit."

Aryan went to the other side and came back with a pair of gloves. He gave me the other one he was wearing and slipped on the new pair on himself.

"Okay just watch what I do and follow me."

An hour later, I was so worn out. Aryan was pretty patient with me the entire time even when I got all the moves wrong the first few times. I only got the hang of it towards the end and he was pretty proud of me. He adjusted my hands and legs properly, so that I was able to punch better. I love that he was so gentle and nurturing and never once complained about how slow I was in the beginning. I would truly be lucky to have him as my husband and future father to our children.

"You okay fiore?"

"Hmmmm..... Yeah I am fine. Why?"

"You have this creepy smile on your face." Shit I was busy day dreaming about our future.

"I'm fine... and no I don't have a creepy smile. I have a beautiful smile." I smiled sweetly at him and he looked disgusted at me.

"Don't be mean Aryan. It's rude."

"You talking to me about being mean.... Wow okay fiore. How the tables have turned."

"Can we just go home or go and have lunch?" I pouted.

"Sure fiore. Let me just go and change" He pecked me on the lips and walked back to his locker room.

We drove to this really cute restaurant near the gym to have lunch. It was a beautiful day, the sky was clear blue and there was a bit of wind. I didn't want to waste it by just being at home doing nothing. Plus I would get to spend some time with Aryan. We were sitting outside the restaurant so that we could enjoy the view of the busy streets, beautiful plants and trees rustling in the wind.

"Good Afternoon, can I start you off with something to drink?" The young waiter greeted us with a warm smile.

"I will have a glass of white wine." I told him.

"I'll have the peach tea." Aryan said.

"Excellent. I will be right back."

The wind blew in my direction and my hair was all over my face.

"Here let me help you." Aryan adjusted my hair properly.

"Thank you, it's a bit windy today isn't it?" I chuckled.

"Yes, fiore." He gave me a hearty smile.

The waiter came back with our drinks and we sipped on our drinks.

"This is nice, we finally get to spend some time together." I am so glad I came here to see him, the past one week has been awful and Aryan time was much needed. I believe it is good for my health and soul. He was the only cure to my problem.

"Yes it has been too long, my fiore. Home isn't exactly home without you."Aryan looked sad and despised seeing him like that. I wish I could go back to my house but my parents would throw a fit.

"Baby just come and stay with me." I held his hand in mine and I sulked.

"I can't, darling I don't think it would be appropriate."

"My parents won't say anything Aryan. You are more than welcome to stay. Please come home with me."He just stayed silent and didn't reply to me and I felt a pang of hurt in my chest. Why is he so hesitant to stay with me? I was only looking out for him, why didn't he get that.

The waiter came to take our orders and then he left. Aryan remained quiet and I thought of all the ways I could run away from home and be with Aryan but knowing him, he would probably drive my ass back to my parents place again. He was too righteous for his own good.

He was just on his phone while he played with my fingers.

"Aryan, how is work these days?" I brushed his soft hair up.

"Hmm, they are okay. It's the same thing as usual. How is your work fiore?"

"It's the same old thing you know, meetings and more meetings and those dreaded accounting drafts that I will never understand." I cursed when I said the last part. It was true. I harboured a deep sense of hatred towards accounting.

"You don't understand accounting?" He removed his glasses.

'Nope and I hate it." I scrunched up my face.

"Ah so there is something the perfect Mia isn't good at."He laughed a bit.

"I'm serious Aryan, are you good at accounting?"

"I got an A, so yeah I think I'm okay at it." I knew he was rubbing it in my face.

"How? I mean I get you are a doctor and you are smart but still how?"

"It's all in the numbers and format babe, once you get the hang of that it's pretty easy."

"Baby do you have any idea how many times I failed in school. My mom then got me a private tutor and even then I struggled. I only managed to get a C- at best."

"Hahaha C- isn't that bad fiore. I'm proud of you." He kissed me on my cheeks.

Aryan always tried to make me feel good about anything and that was one of his many amazing qualities. The way he was always so supportive and cheerful brought so much comfort to my heart. All my life, I always got criticised  and no matter how much I tried, I never got the recognition I needed, especially from my family. I was always not good enough, not up to Darian and Shreya Young's expectations.

However with Aryan, he applauded and cheered on me even on my tiniest achievements, he made sure I always felt good about myself and never underestimated my own abilities. I really am the luckiest girl ever to have him by my side.

"I can't wait for our Japan trip. I want to wake up next to you everyday." I cupped his cheeks and I could see his gaze on me soften.

"I can't wait too fiore. Another one more week and we will be in our own bubble."

"I already made a list of places we should visit when we are there."

"Oh really now and where are we going?" Aryan grazed his nose at the back of my ears and I felt goosebumps all around me.

"I....uhm.. Disneyland and then... then we can go places..... Ah Aryan you are distracting me." Aryan smirked and moved his lips to the side of my neck and planted a kiss there.

"You were saying something, my love?" He looked back at me with his innocent light brown eyes.

"You are the worst." I swatted his arm and he placed his shoulder around me.

The waiter came back with our orders and placed them in front of us. I ordered a margherita pizza and he ordered steak with mashed potatoes.

We both laughed and enjoyed our lunch. The conversations flowed so easily between us. We had so many things to talk about from work, to travelling to silly jokes and more. Aryan made it easy for me I will admit. I'm not someone who enjoys talking a lot to anyone but with Aryan he made it so effortless to converse with him and the best part is that he loved listening to me talk about anything. I even spoke about fashion and he listened to me intently without getting bored. Aryan was truly God's gift to me in this life.

"Okay okay so.... Would you rather be a doctor as you are now or a famous actor?"I asked Aryan.

"Famous actor no doubt."He didn't even hesitate

"Oh that was quick. I thought you loved being a doctor."

"Yes, but being an actor is fun. You get to act in cool action packed movies and you get to act with pretty girls. You know I could even get a chance to be the next James Bond."

"Dreaming a bit too much aren't you?"

"Nothing is impossible when you look good."He ran his hand through his hair and gave me a cocky look.

"You turn fiore.... Would you rather eat a slimy bug or dog food?"

'What kind of question is that?" I was disgusted to even answer it.

"Just answer it."

"I rather eat dog food, there is no way I'm going to eat a bug." I almost gagged at that thought.

"My turn... Would you rather spend a week in the forest or a night in a haunted house with me?"

"A week in the forest no doubt." He answered it so fast and I was offended.

"Why not the latter?"

"Let's be real fiore. You will pass out for sure and I have to carry you around, risk my life trying to save you. It's too much."

"How do you know I would faint?. I'm not afraid of ghosts or anything like that, I could spend a night in a haunted house."

"You couldn't even handle the thrill of a car chase." He answered flatly.

"That was different, it was unexpected and I hit my head so it was too much for me to handle." I tried reasoning with him and also I defended myself. He can't possibly assume I am that weak. I am Mia Young for god's sake.

"And you think the ghost is going to introduce himself and have a nice cup of coffee with you, make sure you are comfortable first before he starts chasing you around the house?"

"No, but like I already know it's a haunted house so I would know what to expect." I know he was judging me hard based on my answers.

"Don't give me that look, Aryan. What I said makes sense." Aryan did not agree with me and I had to prove him wrong.

"I have an idea, let's watch a horror movie together, a super scary one. We can ask someone to pick out the movie for us and we have to watch it together in a dark room. Whoever makes it till the end of the movie without flinching or screaming or even covering their eyes wins and the other person has to do what the winner says." I came up with a brilliant idea. Aryan pondered on it for a minute and then agreed.

"Deal." We shook our hands on it.

I used to be scared of watching horror movies when I was a kid but over the years after all the horrors I have seen in my life, a ghost is the least scariest thing you could ever experience. We ate our lunch fast and went back to my parents place. My dad was away on a work trip to India and my mom was out with her friends, so we had the house to ourselves.

Kaya, one of our maids suggested this Thai horror movie for us to watch. The IMDB rating was pretty high and the trailer looked scary as well. We went to the mini home theatre and put on the movie and watched it silently. The entire time I was just looking at Aryan especially during the scary moments, he looked a little petrified and I could see him trying very hard to not squint his eyes. Once we reached the climax, the scary demon appeared out of nowhere and Aryan screamed and I knew victory was served on a silver platter to me by Aryan himself.

"I won hah!. Take that doctor Aryan." I pointed at him, jumped off the seat and danced.

"How the hell did you even make it this far without flinching one bit." He had his hand on his heart and he looked so mortified, it was hilarious.

"I told you I'm not afraid of ghosts or weird scary creatures even if they do exist."

"Now you have to do everything I say." I smirked and crossed my arms.

"Okay Queen Mia, I am your humble servant, what would you like me to do?" I know he was annoyed at me but it only made things more fun. I lived to vex him.

I was too busy celebrating my victory when all of a sudden there was a loud thud and both of us screamed and I jumped into Aryan's arms and hugged him tightly.

"What was that?" I started panicking.

"I don't know, but that was loud and it came from the front." He hugged me tighter.

"It was probably nothing....haha."I nervously laughed.

"I think we angered the spirits."Aryan responded.

"What spirits?. This house isn't haunted.... I think."

"How do you know?" He whispered as if some spirit was trying to listen to us.

"Because I lived here for the past 20 years. I would know."

"But what if it recently became haunted?"

"Aryan don't be dumb."

"We will see who is dumb when we are getting  chased in the middle of the night by some demon." He commented and looked around with fear latched onto his face.

We were busy arguing when we heard the loud noise again and we both screamed again and Aryan grabbed my hands and ran out of the home theatre and down the hallways and when we reached the stairs,"Aryan.... I can't run that...fast." I started panting and he didn't even hesitate, he lifted me up bridal style and ran upstairs till we reached my room and he slammed the door shut with his legs and I locked it. He gently placed me down and he sank into the floors.

"We are officially in a haunted house."

"Aryan will you stop it, it's probably..... Kaya.... was moving something outside of the room and we heard it."

"I can't die so young, I have so many patients to save, so many countries to travel to, I want to marry you.... I want to have tiny baby Mia's running around."Aryan continued rambling until he realised what he was saying and he stopped and looked up at my stunned expression.

"Marry me"

"Tiny baby Mia's"

Aryan wanted to marry me and have kids with me. When the realisation of what he said dawned upon me I blushed.

"Mia I.... I wasn't supposed to say that out a loud." He got up from the floor and gulped.

"So don't want to marry me then?"

"No of course I want too fiore, I mean only if you will have me as your lawfully wedded husband."He held my hands and planted a soft kiss on my lips.

"In every life Aryan. I will pick you over and over again, so that I can irritate you."

"I look forward to it." We kissed again and again until he backed me up against my bed.

He slowly unbuttoned my shirt and gently pushed it off my shoulder and it dropped onto the floor. He then unclasped my bra and tossed to the side and palmed my breast all while he nipped on my neck. I knew I was going some hickeys but I didn't care. I would love to be marked by him. He pulled and tugged on my erected nipple and I let out small gasps. I spun him around and pushed him onto my bed and climbed up on him. I removed his t-shirt and placed soft kisses from the side of his lips to his jaw and down his neck, I ran my hands over his toned chest and I could feel his heartbeat increasing. I moved my lips down to his nipple and licked it, earning a moan from him.

"Fuck Mia"

I continued my way down from chest to defined abs, kissing all the way until I reached his belt. I removed it and pulled down his jeans and underwear, releasing his cock. It was thick, erected and so ready for me. I gently licked and swirled my tongue around his head, savouring every bit of him. I looked up and saw him throw his head back and shudder, he was gripping the bed sheets hard until his knuckles turned white. I used to hate the idea of giving anyone any blowjobs, I never even gave it to my exes either but I wanted to give it to Aryan because I loved him and I yearned to only please him at this very moment and for the rest of my life. I bobbed my head up and down, licking, savouring and pushing him deeper into my mouth.

"Yes, that's the way fiore.... You are such a good girl." Aryan grunted and yanked my hair and started pushing himself further into my mouth. Drool started dripping around my mouth all the way down to my chin. Aryan stiffened and he tilted his head back and I knew he was going to cum so I pulled him out and let his cum drip all over my neck, breast and nipples. The satisfaction of pleasing him was evident on my face. I was painted by him like a fine art. I swiped up some of his juices on my finger and licked it sensually.

"Tasty."I smiled smugly at him.

He pulled me up and pushed me down onto the bed and kissed me and unbuttoned my shorts and slid it down along with my underwear, he positioned his cock and rammed inside of me and I screamed and threw my head back. He rode fast and wild, hitting all the right spots. I grabbed onto his back, dragging my well manicured nails all over him and he grunted.

"Ah.....yes...baby....yes.....ah....ah...." I moaned louder as he increased his pace.

"I.....love.....you....so....much." Aryan whispered.

OMG he said it. He said those 3 letter words to me. Aryan loves me. I was so happy that I felt like I climbed Mount Everest. We both came together with a blinding force in a matter of minutes. My cum dripped all the way down my thighs and he bent down and licked it.

"You taste better." Aryan winked at me.

He lied down next to me, both of us trying to catch our breaths. When we finally calmed down, I turned and faced him.

"Did you really mean that?"

"Hmm... about what fiore?"

"When you said you love me?"

"Every word." He brushed my cheeks with his knuckles. He gazed down lovingly at me and my heart melted.

"I love you too." I whispered.

"Say it like you mean it."

"I love you Aryan." I repeated.

"Now sing it to me." He teased me.

"Don't push it." I lied back down and closed my eyes and he chuckled.

"Okay okay."Aryan scooted closer to me and played with a strand of my hair.

We lied down in silence in each other's embrace when both of our phones rang at the same time and we looked at each other and back at our phones which were on the floor. I picked up mine and it flashed Raymond's name on the screen.

"Raymond's calling me." "Ragnar is calling me." We both said at the same time.

"Hello.... Raymond."

"Ms. Young, are you safe.... Are you okay?" Raymond sounded all worried on the other end of the line.

"Yes I'm fine Raymond, what happened, why do you sound worried?" I was confused by his question.

"It's your house Ms.Young, someone broke in."