Stripped - The Dirty Wish

Six Thousand Denim Shirt And A Prada Handbag.

Aaron King's POV:

What is this girl? Why am I showing my weak side to her? I haven't laughed this hard in a long time. She is full of energy, so innocent, so pure, so natural. Well, I must not think of her. This is just for a night. Tomorrow she'll go back to her fiance.

He lit up a cigarette and took a puff of it. It was morning. Saraya was sleeping peacefully till the sunlight passed through the window edge, falling on her body, shines with a little brightness. She woke up with a headache and moved out of the bed. She noticed a shopping bag placed at the end of the bed along with a note.

"Hope you like this single decent dress - AARON KING."

She smiled and took out a dress. Aaron was sitting in the garden with a table full of breakfast but he was just drinking coffee. "You are awake?" Aaron's long and narrow phoenix-shaped eyes are slightly lifted up, lazily glancing at Saraya.

Now only Saraya realizes that the man had done so much for her. "You look good in this decent dress." he smiled. "Thank you, Mr King," she replied. "It fits you right. Doesn't it?" he poured the coffee in a cup. "Mmhmm..." she nods her head and politely sits in the chair opposite to him.

Aaron offered her the cup. "My God! There's so much to eat," she said in excitement. "It's especially for you," said Aaron. "Me?" she asked shocked. "Yes. Your appetite is big," replied Aaron. "Won't you eat anything?" asked Saraya. "No. I just finished my toast," he replied shaking his head. 

"Oh come on. You have to eat something," she said and stood up. filled his plate with sausages and fried bacon. "Here, have some." she offered him the plate. "Take it please." she pleaded. "Nah! I'm good. You eat it." he refused. "Please," she said with a dimpled smile. "You have dimples," said Aaron staring her dimples. "Yes. Now take it and eat it all. Otherwise, I'm also not eating anything." she rolled her eyes, then made a puppy face.

"Did you really just made a puppy face?" he chuckled. "Yes. I can make different types of faces." she laughed. Attwood, from a distance, was watching, with a wide smile on his face. "Now, finish the plate, Aaron," she ordered. "Woah! Okay boss," he said.

While they were eating, Attwood came and respectively stood in the corner. "Yes, Attwood." Aaron felt his presence and wiped his mouth. Saraya lifted her face upwards and saw Attwood. "Good morning, Attwood." she happily stood up and hugged him. "Morning, Miss. Bentley. How are you this morning?" he smiled. "Good. Thank you for the dress." she smiled. "Oh no. Don't thank me. It was Mr King who asked me to pick the dress from 'Prada'." he said politely.

Aaron was surprised by Saraya's polite behaviour with a driver, said, "It was a pleasure, Miss. Bentley." As Attwood was Aaron's personal bodyguard and was with him from a long time, said, "You know, Miss. Bentley. Mr King probably has breakfast thanks to you. Today he's eating." "Uh well... Attwood, it is your duty from now on to see if he's eating well or not? And if he's not then you call me. Got it?" she ordered. "Yes, Miss. Bentley." Attwood chuckled. "Alright now, Attwood. Go away, man." Aaron furrowed his brows. 

After having breakfast, Aaron and Saraya were about to leave and were standing at the door, laughing at some random joke. "You first," said Aaron and put his hand on her waist. As Saraya took a step, Megan walked from outside seeing both of them, shocked. "You b***h! What are you doing with my man?" she frowned. "Megan. Don't create a scene," said Aaron.

"You shut up! I'm talking to this b***h. Tell me what are you doing here?" she said furiously. "None of your business," replied Saraya. "It's my f*****g business and you're in the middle of it," she shouted.

"Megan! Don't shout!" Aaron furrowed his brows. When Megan saw them standing so close and how Aaron is saving Saraya from her wrath, her blood boiled even more. She walked forward and raised a hand to hit her, but Aaron stopped her hand by grabbing it and said, "Go away, Megan. There's nothing here for you." 

"Nothing here for me? Really? Wait a second. Just a second." she walked in the corner and called someone. Then came back saying, "Now just wait and watch. Chris is coming." she smirked. Saraya looked towards Aaron frightened who clenched his jaw in anger. "Is this shirt from Prada? You gave her, didn't you?" Megan glanced at Saraya's shirt, then stared Aaron.

"Yes, Megan. This shirt is from Prada and yes I bought it for her. Now are you satisfied?" replied Aaron. Right after that, a sports car came and stopped in front of Aaron's villa. "SCREECH!" Chris quickly stepped out and came running. "Saraya!" he hugged her. "My God! How are you? Where have you been? We were worried sick." he broke the hug and examined her face. 

"Mr King, I've seen you've taken good care of my fiance. Thank you so much." he offered a hand to shake. "You are supposed to be angry with her. Don't you?" Megan whispers to  Chris. "Shut up, Megan," Chris whispered back. Aaron nodded and shake hands with him. 

"I only did what I thought I had to," replied Aaron. "No,really. Thank you so much. We would...we would like to have dinner with you someday." smiled Chris. "No, it's okay," said Aaron. "No,no,no,no. You can't say no, please. You have to come." Chris insisted. 

"You see, Mr King is a very busy man. I'm afraid, he hardly has free time." Megan jumped in the conversation. "I would love to." Aaron accepted the invitation smiling towards Megan. "Okay. Now I think we should leave. I have to be in the U.S by tomorrow for the shoot. See you." Chris put his hand at Saraya's waist.

"Thank you, Aaron. It's been a great time with you." Saraya shook hands with him and walked to the car with Chris. As soon as their car disappeared in the road, Aaron's smile quickly fades away. A sudden rage of anger appeared on his face. He pulled Megan's arm roughly and said, "What do you want, woman? I'm warning you the last time. Stay away from me and Saraya." he said harshly. 

"Isn't it obvious? I want you, Aaron. You're talking to me like this just for that b***h. What is going on with you too? She's calling you by your first name, Aaron King. She spends the night with you. She's wearing Prada. You never gifted me any branded thing. She's engaged, Aaron. Why don't you understand?" she shrugged her arm from his grip and blurted out. 

"What are you complaining about? This is what you deserve. You are nothing like her!" he said in despair. "She's sweet. She's intelligent and most importantly she has a heart. After a long time, I felt it. I felt something, Megan. Not in love sense but in humanity." he added.

"She is a mother f*****g p********e, Aaron King. I don't get it why all the men I know can't stop praising her," she shouted. "I'm done with you. Leave!" he said coldly. 

After a week

"Miss, Saraya Bentley. What is going on with you and Megan Carlton?" asked one of the reporters. "Well, she's just a lonely and sad woman, who asks for attention," replied Saraya. 

"You were seen with Aaron King, a few days back, holding hands. What do you want to say about that?" asked another reporter. "He was just helping me. As Jacob Carlton was helping his sister and my fiance were not there and you all know the wild Megan Carlton. So he stepped forward to help me and for that, I'm very thankful to him." smiled Saraya.

"You got the award for the most dashing personality (female) and you left all the other actress back, how do you feel?" asked the reporter. "Well... I'm thankful for my fans. You guys liked my role, I'm so happy." she replied smiling. 

"So, you and Chris Michael are now engaged. When are you guys planning to marry?" asked the third reporter. "Uhm. Chris is recently working on a big project as soon as his work completes, we will get married," she replied honestly.

"What about your club?" asked a reporter girl. "I left it. By my own choice. I want people to know me as 'Saraya Bentley the actress' or 'fiance and wife to be of Chris Michael', not a prostitute." said Saraya.

"Do you know Megan Carlton is Aaron King's former girlfriend?" asked a reporter. "Yes. Aaron King is a good friend and Megan Carlton is my best friend's sister What Megan did was childish. She hates me for my reputation and I can't say anything because it's her own choice." she replied. "Thank you so much for your time," she added and walked backstage. "Good job, baby." Mandy hugged her and DJ handed her a glass of water. "Did Chris called?" asked Saraya. "Not yet," replied Joey. 

Aaron was leaning back on his office chair swiping the news feed on his IPad. Attwood came in and said," Mr King, Miss. Carlton wants to see you." he politely said. "Send her in," he replied. "How are you?" she came in and sit on the chair. "Hmm... Good." he pretended to be busy. The TV was open but the volume was muted. "Open the volume, Attwood," he said while working on the tablet.

"Are you ignoring...." Megan tried to speak but the volume of the TV was so high and Saraya's press conference was playing on it. When Megan heard Saraya's voice, she quickly turned her face towards the TV, standing shocked. 

Aaron kept his IPad on the table, folded hands and listened to the news with all of his attention. Saraya's words made Megan's blood boiled. Aaron raised a brow at her words. "That b***h!" Megan murmured watching Saraya on the TV.

After the press conference was finished, Megan's face was red with anger, and she clenched her fists. "I'm not going to leave her!" Megan said a walked a few steps, Aaron indicated Attwood and he quickly stopped her from going out.

"Let me go!" she shouted. "I'm going to teach her a one time lesson," she added. "Sit down." a cold and stern voice from behind made her came back in her senses. She quietly sits on the seat. "Here. Drink some water." Aaron offered her a glass of water.