Becoming My Ex's Stepmother: Father Adores Her

The room she was pulled in from the bathroom was dark except for the city light from the window, the place was nothing like the bar downstairs, Aria didn't remember walking here, didn't remember leaving her best friend at the event hall maybe she didn't want to remember, all she knew was the pain of what she had witnessed and Damien Ashford One minute they were talking in the bathroom and the next they were on each other ,the room smelled of expensive cologne and sweat. Aria was pinned down by her ex's father ,the man who was supposed to be her father in law, her dress long gone. Right now she was thinking about right or wrong, ethics and morality, decency not when his tongue is down her throat,he pulled away staring at her. He shoved two fingers into Aria mouth without warning “Suck”. He commanded and she sucked on it instinctively “Good girl”. He growls low in approval. She arched her back when she felt the fingers shoved into her wet p***y, she moaned out loudly as he thrust into her repeatedly,his d**k soon replaced his fingers, he went slowly but soon quickened his pace, not giving her the time to breath, she love every bit of it. ‘Tell me, do you enjoy it” He whispered to her. Silence. She didn't speak. He flipped her over on her stomach and smacked her ass,the sound echoed through the room. Her gasp turned into moan mid air, before her brain could process it, another one it . And again! Smack! Smack! Smack!! Each one sent shivers down her spine, she felt a mixture of pain and pleasure,a sensation she never felt before. Her ass stung,each slap harder than the last. “Let me ask again doll, do you like it the way I f**k your cunty p***y,was it better than Ethan's?.” “Yes” One word. “Call me master”. She didn't reply. He smacked her thighs, she purred. You like being punished, you little slut. His voice dropped lower than before. “Call me master” He repeated. “Master’. She moaned out ,as he thrust deep into her womb. “Good girl” . Aria whines at the praise,she is discovering a lot she didn't know she was into, she couldn't believe she will ever be in the situation where she is being ass slapped by no one other than her ex father. She held him tightly as they both c*m, she felt light, this was the first time she ever had orgasm,it felt good, like she found a little piece of heaven on earth, she had always faked her orgasms with Ethan and never had them. she turned away from Damien , turning her back to him, tears spilled from her face she didn't dare sob out, she felt him carry her, she closed her eyes tightly pretending to fall asleep maybe out of shame, he placed her into the bath tub and wash her body, the sense of relief filled her body as the warm water help her body calm a little. As Damien laid her back down on the bed, he covered her with the silk sheet,he walked to the other side of the bed and then lay on it,as Aria felt a dip in the other side of the bed, she opened her eyes and saw Damien sleeping with his back facing her, the alcohol had completely worn off,her skin still warm from his touch, her ass still burning. Her mind wasn't blank but not far from it, memories flickered behind her now closed eyes… EARLIER TODAY, AT HER ENGAGEMENT CEREMONY Music played softly at The Grand Orion event hall. Guests mingled in purple and black, while the entire hall was decorated with heavenly themed decorations. Today was supposed to be the happiest night of her life. Guests were dressed in the theme colors of winter and cream, her favorite colors. Aria, wearing a champagne colored evening gown that hugged her slender figure, with a high slit that screamed effortless beauty. A diamond ring worth millions fitted perfectly on her finger, the proof of the future she had spent six years working toward. The wedding date was less than two months away. She was going to be Mrs. Ashford, married to Ethan Ashford, the man she had loved since their university days. The only son of Damien Ashford, they were known as the perfect couple in university. They had graduated four years ago. “Miss Bennett,” one of the staff said politely. “Mr. Ashford asked if you could meet him upstairs in his lounge.” A smile spread across her face. “Ethan?” “Yes, Miss.” Her heart fluttered. “Typical Ethan,” she muttered softly. “I will be back in a few minutes,” she told her best friend, Sophia, who in turn grinned. “If he cries again, record it this time.” They both laughed, remembering when Aria proposed to him and he started crying. “He wouldn’t.” “He absolutely will.” Still laughing, Aria stepped out of the ballroom and made her way toward the private elevator. She had no idea she was walking straight toward the moment that would destroy her world. The presidential lounge door wasn’t fully closed. Soft laughter drifted into the hallway. Aria paused. The laugh… It belonged to her cousin, the spoiled brat who always wanted to have everything that belonged to her. She didn’t want to invite her, but she had no choice since she was inviting her uncle. She was the girl who made it her job to snatch everything from Aria. “Why would Vanessa be here with Ethan?” she thought, frowning. She gently pushed the door open. Her frown deepened. Her heart stopped. Ethan, her man or so she thought, stood beside the floor to ceiling window, Vanessa’s arms wrapped around his neck and his hands resting comfortably on her waist like they belonged there. They were basically eating each other’s faces. Aria couldn’t breathe. The room blurred before her eyes. She choked loudly while trying to sniff back her tears. Ethan and Vanessa spun around. For a long second, no one moved. “Aria…” Ethan whispered, testing the waters. Aria stared at him, looked at the lipstick stain near his collar, then looked at Vanessa’s smug expression. She looked like she had won. Aria looked back at the man who promised her heaven and earth. “Is this why you called me here? To see you suck my cousin’s face?” “No… Of course not. I didn’t call you here,” Ethan argued. All that didn’t matter to Aria. She needed answers. “How long?” Her voice came out barely above a whisper. Ethan stepped forward. “Listen to me.” “How long?” she repeated, louder this time. Vanessa folded her arms. “If you are asking whether this was the first time…” She smiled. “It wasn’t.” Aria felt something inside her break. Ethan glared at Vanessa. “Shut up.” “No,” Vanessa replied calmly. “She deserves to know.” “We had been together for over four years. Every time he had night class or business training at his father’s company, he was with me, on my bed warming it. You know, Aria, you think you are untouchable, but while you were behaving like the campus queen, being everyone’s favorite, I was here being the only person who mattered to your favorite man. “I tasted him. You know what he says when you call? He says you are a b***h who clings to him like a leech that won’t go away. “I beat you at the one thing you wanted most. They talk about how pretty and smart you are, but you couldn’t even keep a man with those features. You are a fool. I can’t believe you could propose to a man. You were the first to confess your love, and then you planned an elaborate proposal party for him. “You know why he never proposed? Because he only accepted you because he pitied you when you proposed. “You can’t keep a….” A slap echoed through the room. Aria palmed connected to Vanessa's cheek before she could finish her words.The sting she felt after was definitely worth it. Vanessa held her cheek, shocked. “Four years!” While she was planning her future with him, while she fantasized about their wedding, their kids, choosing invitations, he was whoring around with her cousin, who he always consoled when she cried about how mean she was and how she maltreated her when Aria was living with the Hart family. She looked at Ethan. “Tell me she is lying.” Silence. That silence answered everything. Tears blurred her vision, but she refused to let them fall. “You let me believe…” she whispered. “I was going to tell you.” “When, you bastard? When?” “After our engagement,” Ethan spoke out. A broken laugh escaped her. “After?” “I didn’t know how to tell you.” “You had four f*****g years.” “I was protecting you.” “Protecting me?” she asked. “You call this protection? What exactly were you protecting me from? You were the danger…the monster I needed protection from, and you claimed to be protecting me.” Vanessa slipped her hand into Ethan’s. “He is mine.” Aria felt the last piece of her heart crumble. Without another word, she turned to leave. “Aria!” Ethan hurried after her. She spoke without looking back. “If you touch me…” He froze. She walked and stopped. “I’ll never forgive you.”