Sitting in the front seat of my Panamera Turbo S I cruised through London with the newest Danial Di Angelo song playing through my speakers on my way to go get Aria.
She wanted to get away from her house and I wondered if it was an argument, and if Christian had the spine to admit that he had cheated.
I could never do something like that not for a single second, I never agreed with playing with people's emotions which was something me and Hunter diverted on. When I had my make out sessions I made it clear there was nothing but an escape there, and not an actual deaire for deeper connection. Hunter dated for two weeks at the most before moving on to another girl.
We had tried to keep track of all the people but at the moment I think her name is Jasmine or Jamie anyways it started with a J and normally I was good with faces and names but it changed so often I quit trying to remember so I didn't get a headache.
Which was interesting because my music taste was often much the opposite to my moral beliefs. Though I suppose I was selling people the image of the good looking raven haired boy in a sports car.
If perception had a master degree I'd have a PHD.
Pulling up to the curb of One Hyde Park I slowed to a stop before getting out of the car dressed in black pants and a low collar pullover, with light grey suede Chelsea boots, and a matching tailored overcoat.
Most of my clothing was though, I bought normal brands for things like jeans and athletic wear, but everything else was either designer or tailored.
My clothing cost more then most of the cars in my garage.
Walking around the car I watched the elevator in the building open and out walked Aria dressed in a thigh length caramel coloured ribbed bodycon dress, and matching knee length boots, with black sheer leggings, and her black Chanel clutch handing from the crook of her arm. Her makeup was also fully done, and hair had been curled with black dyed ends and two tight what almost looked like weaved buns sat on the back of her head.
Supermodel mom should have expected this.
"Arianna Verille I highly doubt your father didn't comment on the length of your dress" I say knowing how strict of a father she had.
"Please tell me that's not the first thing you noticed. I'm flattered if you did because I've been trying to stay covergirl thin but I never took you for that person".
"I noticed the full face of makeup you had on, you have very glittery eyeshadow, which I should probably call a shimmer but oh well" I say rolling my eyes even though my sunglasses covered my eyes.
"You look like the billionaire you are with the Porsche".
"If I didn't have billions I'd own a garage of just Porsche's".
"You could, so that just sounds like an excuse" Aria remarks giving me a wink, "good try".
"Well I would rather fill my garage with Ferrari's and Aston Martin's" I reply opening her door for her.
"Of course, also thank you" she says sliding into the car.
"You're welcome" I say pushing the door shut, and walking around to the front seat while spinning the key before opening the door and slipping into the car.
Buckling my seat I sped off towards the main Avenue in south Kensington to go shopping.
"What happened Arianna?" I ask looking over at her and she remained with her gaze focused out of the window.
"Detour" I say heading towards London South End instead of Kensington.
"Why, I'm fine" she says and I looking in the mirror at a light and could see her face. She was the opposite of fine.
"You don't have to pretend to be strong like everything is alright all the time Aria".
She laughed and I could hear the broken amusement in it.
"You should take your own advice sometime" Aria shoots back and I just exhale.
"Sorry" she adds quickly, "I just...".
"You hurt, and are in pain" I say, "I'll play detective. Did something happen?".
"Yes" she replies.
"You can also use head motions if easier".
"Okay".
"Was it your parents?".
"No".
"Your girlfriend?" I pry knowing that it was indeed a girl Aria had been with.
"Yeah, her parents aren't welcoming to the idea of their daughter being a lesbian".
"That shouldn't matter, parents should love their children no matter what, though there are still those who are harsh to their kids" I sigh.
I had a distant very authoratarian father and Aria had a dad who was a cheater, and wanted his daughter to go into business not modelling.
He had originally hoped going to school with other business tycoons children she would want the same thing, that wasn't the case.
Guess we all attracted those of similar lives to ours or of polars to us as people.
"Do you want to talk about it?".
"She said she hoped one day we meet again when she won't be living with her parents and maybe we can resume our relationship then" Aria explains.
"Things happen for a reason maybe one day you will get the chance to see her again" I say giving Aria a smile as I left London and began driving through the country side.
"Thank you for always being here for me Adrian, and for being a good friend".
"Always Arianna, its what you deserve" I say while continuing to drive out to a specific cove I knew of.
When I had finally arrived I slowed to a stop beside the beach and unlocked the car before slipping out and walking to the edge where I could look over the English Channel.
The salty air blew up to where I stood and was coating the side of the frosty cliff face with a pebbly froth covered beach far below.
"You have a way of finding pretty but slightly stormy places" Aria comments walking over to me and standing next to me.
"They reflect me as a person, I have such a desirable life, a pretty life but its stormy, its grey a bit like me" I say.
"So you find peace in this".
"I feel home in this kind of weather" I say, "I thought since you feel stormy right now you might find the same peace I have here".
"I might, I'm also cold" she says, and I glance at her to see she was indeed shivering.
"Fuck Arianna" I mutter, before removing my coat and wrapping her in it.
"Thanks, also sorry" she says.
"No need to apologize" I reply staring off over the water that was white capping in the Channel.
"Savannah is lucky Adrian. She has someone who is caring to be by her" Aria remarks.
"I am many things, some she may not like, I haven't introduced my demons yet, but my past before my parents deaths are a very harsh rabbit hole".
"You're complicated and that happens with someone who experienced as much as you have".
"I suppose so, also should take you to London, shopping might make you feel better" I muse before walking back to the car and holding open the door for Aria before walking around and getting in myself.
Turning the car on I turned around and drove off before heading off towards London in hopes of making Aria feel better.
Second update done, how I've written this much today I gave no idea but apparently I can, comment, vote, and share. Anyways
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The Billionaire Darkness
Teen Fiction{Book #0.5 of The Winters Series} Adrian Leo Winters was many things, the heir to his parents multi trillion dollar empire, the son of the renowned Alexander Winters, but underneath he was cold, and sad, broken from years of being away from his sist...
