Stripped - The Dirty Wish

A Night To Remember.

"You b***h! Leave my hair!" Megan yelled in pain. 

"You've done enough! I won't tolerate your nonsense now!" Saraya punched her face so hard that blood started coming from her nose. 

She was continuously hitting Megan and pulling her hair. 

Jacob came and tried to stop his sister while Mr King came and tried to pull Saraya towards him, but the stubborn girls were angry enough to kill each other. 

"Leave it, Megan!" Jacob said. 

"Raya! Please leave it." Jacob was continuously telling both of them to stop and pulling Megan. 

She punched Saraya on the face, she was about fall but Mr King held her, saw her lips from which blood was coming out. 

He clenched his jaw and shouted loudly, "Enough!" he didn't leave Saraya. 

When Megan came back in her senses, she saw Aaron was holding Saraya. 

"Leave my man! b***h!" she scratched Saraya's face with her big nails like a wild cat. 

Aaron quickly moved Saraya at his back and stood in front of her. 

"Take your sister from here, Jacob," he said. 

Aaron held Saraya's hand and took her out of there through the back door. 

"Where are you taking me?" Saraya shouted and pulled her hand back. 

"Let's go before someone sees you." he rolled his eyes and grabbed her hand and walked fast. 

He made her sit in his car and drove away. 

"Who the f**k are you?" Saraya yelled angrily. He didn't say a word but was driving facing front. 

"Stop the car right this moment," she shouted. 

He kept on driving, ignoring her completely. "I said stop the car," she shouted more loudly. "SCREEECCCCHHH!" 

She took a deep breath grabbing his thigh, he turned his face towards her and saw a beautiful, scary face with her closed eyes. 

Her wounded face was shining bright when the pale moonlight was lightened at her. 

She slowly opened her one eye and looked at him, who was staring her, then she opened her second eye and didn't say a word. 

"What?" she asked unaware. 

He hinted her looking her hand which was placed on his thigh. She buried her eyes down and quickly removed her hand from his thigh. "If you keep doing this, how am I be able to drive?" he said in a polite tone. "Do you think I love to made sit random and stranger people on my car?" he added. "Do you think I love to sit with strangers like you in your car?" she asked. "Do you have a choice?" he narrowed his brows. "Well If I won't drag you here, you would have been dead by now," he added confidently. "Who are you?" she asked curiously. "Not one of your nightstands," he replied smiling. She looked down in embarrassment, then raised her head. "I'm sorry. I was angry... I still am." she winced. He didn't said a word but pushed the gear and started driving the car. A few minutes later, the car stopped at the beautiful white mansion. Aaron parked the car and stepped out the car, closing the door. He walked to the other side, opened the door and offered a hand. "Where are we?" she asked confused. "Don't worry, Miss. Bentley. You are somewhere safe." he said politely. Saraya put her hand on his hand and walked out of the car. Aaron opened the brown sliding gate and pushed it. "Welcome, Miss. Bentley." he smiled. Saraya walked in gazing every inch of the house.

 The generously- sized living area was graced by a fireplace, wine cooler, huge windows and glass sliding doors that lead out to the rear deck. It was a glass mansion with tones of windows. The sun and temperature-controlled glass were tastefully designed with the top art collection in mind. Every detail was carefully selected and quality crafted. Highlights include Lutron light and shade systems, heated bathroom floors, concrete first-level and hallway floors, teak wood bedroom flooring ad ceilings, artworks display lightning, a climate control system, high - tech security system and spacious corner rooms that overlook the city. The gourmet kitchen was stylishly designed with its granite counters, marble centre island with seating, that flows to the dining room, and en-suite with a private balcony. Two dramatic stairways lead to the private bedroom suites, all boasting sleek en-suite baths, generous closets and wonderful views. A room with a spa-like onyx bath with a steam shower, Jacuzzi and sauna. It was a Paradise at the point. "Have you checked each and every room?" asked Aaron with a gentle smile. "I'm sorry but your mansion is..." Saraya was interrupted by Aaron," beautiful?" he said. "I was gonna say breathtaking," she replied. "Well, suit yourself. Everything you might need is present here. As you're my guest for tonight." he said. "What?" her eyes got widened. "You heard me. If you do not want to change, you can sit here and watch some tv." he suggested. She slowly sits beside him on the couch, a satisfying smile appeared on his face and clicked on the remote to turn on the tv. There was a news channel playing on it, he turned on the volume and a news reporter was saying something. "Saraya Bentley and Megan Carlton had a catfight on the award show's backstage. They both seem to hate each other. Saraya Bentley was seen with the famous handsome bachelor Mr Aaron King. She turned her neck and stared blankly at him. "What?" she asked loudly. "You are Aaron King?" she asked staring him. Before he could answer the news started playing again. "Saraya Bentley is recently engaged to Chris Michael. And rumours said that she's having secret affairs with Jacob Carlton and now holding hands with Aaron King. She's playing with three well-reputed men at the same time. What is she trying to do? Find out only on News Tv." "What the f**k!" she murmured. "Chill it's nothing," he said. "It's nothing? I'm all over the news with these men and you are saying it's nothing?" she got up angrily. and shouted at him. "Could you please relax?" he also got up, walked towards her. "You know nothing. I may be a p********e but I can never dream of having scandals with three men," she shouted. "These god damn f*****g news reporters!" she frowned. She was walking back and forth like a maniac and was murmuring in anxiety. Aaron walked to her and grabbed her, he said," Could you please relax for a minute?" he asked in a low and polite tone. Without making eye contact with him, she said," How can I? God, I'm f*****g engaged!" she yelled in anger.

 Aaron grabbed her waist and pulled her close, In a moment of panic his lips were touching hers. She was startled and was thinking that how dare he kiss her like this. Saraya tried to free herself from his grip but the man was a hunk. A powerful one. After struggling a few minutes of such a passionate kiss, she pushed the man who himself had no idea what had happened a few minutes ago. "How dare you?" she blurted out. "Uhmmm.... I..." he cleared his throat and was about to say but was interrupted by the doorbell. "Just a second.." he said and walked to the door. Attwood came in with shopping bags in his hands. "Sir, I've brought everything you asked for," said Attwood. "Good.." replied Aaron and moved his face towards Saraya who was staring him angrily and said." You can go, Attwood." After he left, Aaron picked up the bags and said, "Here, have some food. Also, apply some ointment on your bruises." She didn't said a word nor moved an eye but kept on staring him. "You have done staring me?" he asked rolling his eyes. He walked forward with bags in his hands and gently sit down on the sofa. "Sit.," he said while opening the bags. She didn't listen to him, seeing this he clenched his jaw and said in a bossy tone," Do you understand English?" She gave him an icy stare and said," Why should I listen to you? First of all, you brought me here all alone and then you kissed me without my f*****g permission. Do you want to explain any of it?" she frowned. "It was a mistake. I apologize. I had no such intentions." he replied calmly. "Now If you're satisfied with my explanation, apply some ointment," he added. She made a pout face and sit next to the gentleman. He put some ointment on his fingers and came closer to her, apply it carefully on the bruises. "Ow!" she hissed in pain. "Oh come on! It's just a small bruise. Are you that sensitive?" he raised a brow. "You have no idea how much strength I am." she stared in his eyes. After two seconds of continuous stare, they both snapped back from the moment. "Uhmmm..." he cleared his throat and continued. "It will heal soon. Change if you want to. I'll serve the dinner." he added. Saraya stood up and started walking, paused and turned," Which room?" she asked hesitantly. "First in the left," he said pulling his sleeves up. She walked upstairs and went inside the room. "Whoa!" she widened her eyes. The room was made of glass with walls and floor shining like a crystal. The modern black and maroon bed set was looking fancy with such luxury. On the right side, was the closet, she opened it and saw different kinds of dresses were hung. She took some out and tried to figure out which one to wear. "This is too short!" she said sighing. She took another one and said."This is too long. God why does he kept all the slutty dresses!" she took a dress out, it was knee-length halter neck turquoise colour dress. "Let's try this." she walked towards the bathroom and tried to wear the dress. When she was zipping the dress, it was too tight for her. "God! It's too tight." she cried out.