Stripped - The Dirty Wish

We Are Officially Official.

"Mr King. Here is your invitation to the award ceremony." Atwood walked in the room holding a card. "It's a film award ceremony, Atwood. Do I look like some stupid actor to you?" Aaron asked while going through his phone. "Mr Smith especially sent this to you, Sir. He may like your presence there." Atwood replied bowing his head down. "He would love my presence there. Well, ask the housekeepers to arrange my villa. I'll be there on Friday night and book a ticket for me. I'll not be travelling in my private jet." Aaron instructed. "As you say, Mr King. But I don't think you should travel with ordinary people," suggested Atwood. The doorbell of his villa rang, Atwood walked to the living room, by the side the LED was placed on the wall showing the outside view. 'Who is it?" Atwood asked the guard. "Miss. Carlton is here, Sir." replied the guard. "Wait a second." Atwood walked back to the study room and asked, "Mr King. Miss. Carlton is here." Aaron rolled his eyes. "I don't want to meet her right now," Aaron replied annoyed. Atwood nodded and walked to the CCTV and said, "Mr King is resting at the moment." Megan heard that and showed her face in the camera and said, "Atwood tells him, it's important. I won't take much time. I swear." Megan begged him. Atwood again went to Aaron and was about to speak but Aaron looked him in anger and said, "Send her in." he sighed. Atwood walked back. "This better be good, Megan." Aaron murmured. A few minutes later, she walked in with a bright smile on her face. "Tell me what is it?' he leaned back on his chair. "Umm....... I....I... I want to go the UK with you." she said nervously. "Why? Can't you afford to go to the UK by yourself?" he asked raising a brow. "Oh you know I can. But I want to go with you. as your woman." she replied smiling. "What's on your mind, Megan?" he asked raising a brow. "Well it's a long story." she chuckled awkwardly. Aaron sits on the chair with paid attention, keeping both of his hands crossed and widened his eyes. She kept her mouth silent for a few seconds, then said, "What? Do you want me to explain the whole matter?" she asked, he nodded, then she said, "Well. I'm not invited but my brother is. And I want to attend the award ceremony to see my brother winning." "I'll get my revenge too." she murmured the last sentence in a low voice. "Huh, what?" Aaron asked curiously. "Oh, nothing. Nothing I was just saying I'm so happy." she smiled nervously. "And why do you want to go with me? I'll just call Mr Smith and ask him to send you an invitation." he replied casually. "uhm.. okay." she said. "Mr King, Miss. Candice is here." Atwood came in and said. Megan stares Aaron with a raised brow. "Take her to the guest room. I'll be right here." he nodded. "Do you really call girls at your place just for a nightstand?" Megan asked in contempt. "Yea what's wrong in it?" Aaron asked casually. "What about your reputation?" she asked annoyed. "Well, I prefer to do this in my house. Nobody can know it here," he said. "And you can't spend time with me but those sluts," she said angrily. "You know I like virgin girls. Not used like you." he smiled gently. "Just so you know, Mr King, you were the one  I lost my virginity for." she gnashed her teeth in anger. "I don't care about what you did. I guess you deserve it," he said lifting his cigarette. "I know you just do this to take your mind off me. You simply can't forget me. That's why you are not married yet." she said with a little satisfaction in her face. "I'm not interested in marriage. I prefer one night stands with different girls. No pain, no gain." he puffed the cigarette. "Whatever you say. I won't believe you until and unless you are married." she chuckled. "Okay. If I marry someone, will you leave me alone then?" he asked staring her. "I will happily," she said. "But I know that's not gonna happen. You still love me. We were supposed to get married." she added confidently. He didn't say a word, just nodded and leaned back on his chair releasing the smoke in the air. Atwood came in and said, "My apologies, Sir. But Miss. Candice is waiting for you." with that Aaron stood up, seeing him standing up, Megan quickly stood up, fearing him, he walked by her and whispered, "You know the way out...." Megan whispered back saying, "I'm giving you a month. After that, I'll be your only woman." "It's a bet." he nodded. "It's a bet," she whispered seducing him but he left from there. 

After the engagement party, all of Saraya's close friends went to her apartment for the celebration. Saraya was drinking red wine sitting on a couch watching Jacob and Dana dancing. The door of her apartment knocked, TJ went and opened it. He came back to Saraya and said, "A beautiful girl is here to meet you." she stood up and walked to the door. "Scar!" she hugged the girl tightly. "Raya! How are you? I saw the news of your engagement. My God! I'm so happy." she broke the hug happily. "Come on, in," said Saraya. "Attention, everyone. This is my cousin, Scarlet. she announced happily. Chris walked forward and said, "Hi Scarlet. I'm Chris...." he offered a hand to shake. "Oh my God! Chris Michael! I know you. Can I get a selfie with you?" she asked excitedly. Chris chuckled lightly at her reaction. "You can have a selfie with me too." Jacob walked forward and said. "Jacob Carlton! I'm dead. You're so handsome." her eyes widened. "What about me?" Dana winked. "Am I in heaven? All these celebrities are here. I'm gonna pass out." Scarlet said in excitement. "I won't let you." TJ winked. "Another British?" asked Dana. Rest of the night went by laughing, drinking and enjoying every moment of it. 

Three days passed by, it was Friday, the day we're going to London. Saraya packed her bags, went to the spa for daily services, had lunch with her fiance. "Don't have too much fun without me, love," Chris said kissing her hand. "I wish you can come with me." Saraya pouted. "I'll be there tomorrow morning. This f*****g shoot is taking place tonight and it's kinda important," he replied. "I understand." she smiled. She looks at her watch it was six in the evening. "Oh my God! I'm late. I've gone to my apartment, pick my bag then at the boutique, pick my dress than at the airport. So much to do." she panicked. They both kissed each other and said goodbyes. Saraya reached airport after an hour, the boarding had already been done, she ran to the plane the gates were closing. "Wait! Wait! Please wait for me." she yelled. The last passenger entered was Mr King, he heard someone screaming, turned around and saw a little girl was coming towards the plane. He turned back and shouted, "Wait. A passenger is coming." Atwood ran to the pilot to open the gate while Aaron stood at the door watching a small figure running helplessly. "Why the hell is the gate not opening?" he clenched his jaw. After the gate being closed, Saraya sighed and turned to go back, she heard a noise of opening the gate, then turned back to see the gate was opened. A stranger was offering her a hand, a voice was coming behind and the man was saying to quickly jump on the plane because the stairs were about to remove from there. The man, without thinking pulled her hand and she got bumped into his chest. His hands were on her waist, as her height was small, she could only reach his chest. He inhaled her scent, it was the same scent he inhaled in the success party when he bumped into a girl in the dark. "Thank you," she said and moved forward. the plane took off. "I want coffee," said Saraya. "Call air hostess," replied Dana yawning. Saraya called air hostess two to three times by pressing a button but nobody responded. She stood up and went to herself. "Excuse me," she said. A man turned back, it was Atwood. "Atwood," Saraya said happily. "Miss. Bentley." he smiled back. "Did you hear the news of my engagement?" she asked happily. "Yes. Many Congratulations." he nodded. " I said call me Saraya." she rolled her eyes. "No. I respect you a lot, Ma'am," he replied.

The plane landed London, Saraya, Jacob and Dana reached the hotel while Aaron went to his villa. As it was noon and many hours were left for the award show, Saraya was sleeping, there was knock on the door, she went to the door. Jacob was standing at the door yawning," Dry cleaners are here. Come to Megan's room." Saraya opened her eyes wide and said, "Dry cleaners? And what the hell is Megan doing here?' "Do whatever you want to. Just let me sleep." he pushed her and ran straight to her bed. She rolled her eyes and went to Dana's room, as he said. After getting ready, they all reached the ceremony. Saraya made a call to Chris, which was out of range. After the interview, the ceremony started. Jacob received the award for the most dashing personality(male) while Saraya received the award for 'the most dashing personality (female)'. As she went on stage and was about to speak, the screen behind her lightened and bad words like slut, p********e and w***e were appearing on it. Then a recorded voice was played, 'the award for the best p********e goes to Saraya Bentley'. The crowd along with Saraya was shocked. She ran backstage and asked the man about the recording. Mr King also went backstage to find Megan. He somehow doubted that she is the one doing this. Saraya moved her eyes and saw Megan was standing and laughing loudly. "b***h!" Saraya ran to her. "Raya?" Jacob shouted but she didn't listen. "How dare you?" shouted Saraya. She ran and stood in front of Megan. Her eyes were red and sweat was all over her face. "What do you want?" she shouted again. "Watch your mouth, slut!" Megan replied angrily. "You are a slut!" replied Saraya. Megan's face got fierce and she slapped her hard on the face. Saraya returned the slap and pulled Megan's hair.