Painfully yours

Clarity.

Aurthors note : I must say, I'm a traditional writer myself and I didn't think that there was going to be much interference of social media in my book but I discovered an aurthors page and the idea of promoting myself came forward. But now the idea has taken a shape of its own and I have changed the plots and scenes heavily intertwining social media in the story aswell and I must say it is too much fun and even more exciting now. Gossip girl vibes but satanic dark lol. Anyway I was posting only spoilers first, but now that Instagram is going to be the face of this book. At first I wanted to keep it minimal inclusions of phones and Instagram but I also think it's deemed fit for characters of today as humans that cannot function without social media of this day and age. Also going to add cyber scandles and Little things that go on in their life that's just difficult to write in detail. So I'll post stuff there . Because I'm discovering my own creativity and im liking it .I didn't think I could have such ideas but I'm excited for both. For you to read and see the content and interconnect information. It's giving me Collab ,like idk what else to say lmao but Not going to lie, the vibes are crazy. I hope you like it :)
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Arya's P.O.V.
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Peony.Hydrangea.Gardenia.Rose.Lily.Magnolia.Jasmine.Freesia.Honeysuckle.Lavender.Rummescent herbal green odour from the fresh leaves.

My eyes masked, my hands tied. The darkness envelops me, suffocating me when I really wanted to do was continue differentiating the aromas that lingered in the cabin. The room filled with soft, delicate, powdery florals as anxiety grips my heart like a vice.

"What's a climax?" I asked. Every beat echoes in my ears, a constant reminder of my vulnerability.

The bed sinks between my legs and I try to bring my knees together. I fail as I strain against the binds, feeling the rough metal bite into my skin, a stark contrast to the delicate touch of Xavier that held my ankles where the bind was , soothing it. My mind races with thoughts of escape, of survival, of vengeance. But fear lurks in the shadows, a constant companion in this unfamiliar terrain.

"You know that feeling when you're climbing up a mountain." His hands started tracing up ward and I curled my toes from the tickle.

"Yes?" I whispered as I tried to breathe.

"You've been climbing for so long baby." His hand slowly travelled under the fabric of my robe behind my knees and he pressured his fingers tight as I closed my eyes tightly, even under the eye mask. feeling the panic rising within me.

His hands travel upwards clutching my thighs almost pinching it.My breathing quickened, becoming erratic, making it hard to draw in a deep breath.

"Running, walking ,falling." Xaviers hand lightly grazed my pussy with my underwear on under the robe .I whimpered as I fought against the restraints that bound me.

"Reaching somewhere in the middle, taking a break." He traced the outlines of my underwear, my chest heaving up and down with each breath labored . I wanted to free myself and latch on to him. I wanted to kiss his lips. It was the sweetest feeling ever.

His hands went up my waist and I feared the belt of the robe would come undone. I could feel his hand on my under boob and he grabbed the skin underneath my tits and slowly pulled it down. My boobs. Ouch. He pulled it to the point he could lift me up if I wasn't restrained. My tits succumbed to the pleasure of his pain. Finally erected and aroused. I arched my back further to let him pull me more. I wanted to hang in his hold.

"Stay." He said as he left my tits but I continued to arch . He grabbed both my nipples and twisted them as I screamed and then he continued pulling them towards him. Numerous emotional and physical arousal responses were triggered in my body. I felt my nerves, brain, and hormones changing, along with my thoughts and emotions.