𝔾ℝ𝔼𝔼𝔻𝕐 (an Ariana Grande x Y/n story)

Chapter 18 ( give me it all)

Yes and? was everything I needed

Also we're getting near the end
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-Ariana POV-

Twisting the ring on my finger I smiled. It's been a few months into our marriage but with wicked me and Y/n haven't seen each other since the honeymoon when she came up to London for a week.

We had a small and private wedding with my family and a few friends of both of us

But I didn't care y/n was mine and I had proof of it right here on my finger.

I remembered how everyone reacted it was so funny.

"WHAT YOUR GETTING MARRIED!" Frankie yelled, "Oh my god let me see your ring wait where is your ring." Frankie turned to Y/n and glared at her.

"No ring was involved in the proposal I just asked and she said yes." Frankie sat back in his chair and sighed "So no romantic dinner or anything." I shook my head no

Dramatically Frankie groaned "Oh Frankie why don't we just be happy the two of them are finally getting married after years." Courtney hugged me and kissed my cheek. "I'm so happy for you two." My mother spoke excitedly.

"Oh wait but what about wicked aren't you supposed to leave tomorrow." My mother asked, "Yeah but I'll be back in time for the wedding and I was thinking me and Y/n could have our honeymoon in Australia where the shooting is gonna take place."

Y/n shrugged "I'm fine with anything." Putting a smile on her face I tensed up a bit. I could tell she was faking it. I felt anger fill me but I kept it pushed down.

If she didn't want to marry me she could've just said no. Why drag me along?

Returning to the present I looked out the window of my dressing room I was currently on the set of Wicked taking a short break and reading over my lines.

I should be happy because I'm the end I won. I've got money, fame, and the girl, and yet...I feel...unfulfilled.

I didn't understand why though

Maybe I was just lonely and I was missing my wife. Yeah that's it I miss my wife.

I grabbed my phone and called up Y/n excitedly but when there was no answer I felt my happiness snap in two. What could she possibly be doing that stops her from answering my phone?

Seeing Y/n's caller I'd pull up on the screen I smiled. She must've just missed it on accident.

I answered the phone and put it on speaker.

"Uh, Ari can we talk later I'm a bit busy with something." I glared at the phone "Busy doing what." I spoke coldly "setting up the kid's bunk bed."

Oh yeah, I forgot Y/n decided on adopting two kids a boy and a girl. The story goes after Y/n found out they were siblings Y/n couldn't fathom the thought of separating them so instead she adopted both of them.

Not like I cared

"Y/n can you pass me the bag of screws for the first step." Another voice spoke it sounded like Frankie "Is that Frankie I hear."