Amaya Jones is 23 years old and a single mother to Bailey King. She used to live with her family until she became pregnant with Bailey. Her father was furious so he cut her out of their life. Aiden Carter a 28-year-old billionaire playboy and heir to his father's company is surprised when his father contacts him and says he has a beneficial deal for the company. He wants Aiden to help an old friend of his who was on the verge of bankruptcy. Aiden has no interest in helping the Jones's, but his father insists so he gives in. When his father tells him what the contract entails, he's against it at first but agrees later on. After all, a joint company means more money, which Aiden doesn't mind. Amaya's parents sign the contract without her knowledge. They didn't care about what she wanted they just hoped that when they inform her about the arranged marriage, she would accept without any fuss. Amaya declines the offer. She doesn't care if her family was on the verge of bankruptcy, they cut her off long ago. After getting bad news from her mother Amaya changes her mind and agrees to help them. All she ever wanted was to focus on her daughter but now she's stuck in an arranged marriage with a man that she detests.
Amaya
"Shh, this is a one-time thing, there's no need for names" I whisper against the stranger's lips as I take off his jacket with haste.
We were two strangers that met in a club and are currently in a room together taking off each other's clothes.
"Fine by me," he says breathily before capturing my lips with his.
His hands rummage my body as mine does the same with his. Two bodies engulfed in each other and completely enraptured with lust.
Mia was right, sex with a stranger is therapeutic.
I breathe heavily as we both come apart and fall on our backs on the bed, too tired to control our breathing.
"I'm Jason King" the man beside me confesses, not that I asked.
I roll my eyes and sigh irritatedly "I thought we said no names" I sigh and get up to get dressed. Already put off by the latest unwanted discovery
"Well seeing as I just had what I can call the best sex of my life, I thought you'd deserve a name" He replied, sitting up against the headboard
"No thank you," I search around for my shoes "Don't expect me to give you my name, it's not gonna happen."
"Well, I tried" he shrugs and smiles at me
"And failed. Goodbye Mr King" I picked my bag up and walked out of the room. Immediately ridding my mind of the hot stranger that made me experience a good time in weeks.
I walk down the stairs and ignore the
numerous eyes on me, some judging and some... other things that I don't care about.
I make my way to my car and text Mia to see if she's fine before driving off to my house.
While driving, just as I expected, Mia calls me.
"Hey gorgeous" I hear her say after I answer
"How are you love?" You good?" I take a left turn and make sure I'm focused on the road but also aware of what Mia is saying
"I'm good. So how was he? Was it good?" she rambled. completely ignorant of the fact she was bombarding me with questions
"Calm down babes. Yes, he was good." I tell her
"Hm," she hums "Just good? Coming from you that means he wasn't"
I chuckle "He tried Mia. I liked it"
There was a pause. I could almost hear her rolling her eyes at me "That's a lie. You liked it but didn't enjoy it as much as you wanted. I know you, Amaya. He made you cum doesn't mean the sex was mindblowing, you've said so yourself once."
I sigh loudly. She's right.
I liked sex... a lot. But I was tired of this usual boring sex that I had nowadays. I wanted more. I wanted leg-shaking, mindblowing sex that left me thinking about it for the next couple of days.
There's only one stranger that topped that. I smile at the memory and a frown follows as I remember how it ended.
"Hello, Amaya? hiiii?!" The sound of Mia's voice echoing through the car suddenly brought me back to the present
I shake my head to rid it of thoughts "Sorry. I got distracted"
"You're thinking about him again aren't you?" Mia asks knowingly
"Pfft... no." I lied "Why will I think about him?" I drove into the house as the gate opened up. I decide to sit in the car for a couple of minutes.
"I don't know. Why are you?"
I sigh "I'm not" I drawl out another lie again
"Yeah right." She doesn't believe me
"He was rude to me Mia, I'm not thinking about him. I don't even know him" I scoff before deciding I've stayed in the car long enough
"Oh I dunno, probably because he's the first man that satisfied you the way you want in a long time. And because of that your stupid 'keep-your-name-to-yourself' rule. You'll never meet him again" She scoffs angrily
I mean she is right. The sex was amazing.
More than amazing even.
"He was the rude end of the story. And I have no wish to see him again great sex or not" I rummage for my keys in my bag, I unlock the door and enter inside.
Mia is silent for a while before she lets out a loud sigh. Sounds like she's infuriated
"You're stubborn"
I chuckle "But you love me still. Now if you don't mind I have to go to bed, I have a busy day tomorrow"
"I'm very sure you didn't eat today, so why are you in a rush to sleep?"
I contemplate lying to her about eating but I decide otherwise "My appetites been off. I guess my whole schedule change and stress, food is the last thing on my mind" I yawn loudly as I take my shoes off first followed by the skirt I was wearing.
I almost changed my mind about a shower because of how tired I was. I could swear my eyes were closing while standing. But the thought of my clothes and where they were worn changed my mind. Outside clothes do not belong on my bed.
I almost forgot about the call I was on with Mia till she let out another sigh, more like a defeated one. "Just eat. Please?"
"I will. I love you"
"I love you too. Goodnight baby"
I smile as I mutter goodnight and end the call.
I yawn loudly as I peel every bit of clothing off my body and head to the shower.
Unaware of the huge change my life was about to experience, I hummed during my shower as I washed off the sweat from the day under the current of warm water running all over my melanin skin.
My life was going perfectly until my parents summoned me back to the motherland. My father was persistent on my return and when I finally arrive I learn that I've been signed off into an arranged marriage.
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I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.