IN LOVE WITH A COLD,HOT,OLDER MAN

Ariana's p.o.v "Wake up! Wake up you lazy girl." A familiar voice yelled instantly making me smile while I opened my eyes. "You are so annoying." I muttered while covering my face with a blanket. This was our everyday routine, every night when I was sure my parents had retired for bed, Peter and I climbed on the house roof-top to watch the stars and mostly chat, every time we slept late, I found it hard to wake up early but Mr nice guy woke up very early and made it his job to bother me every morning. "5.....4...... "You wouldn't dare Peter." I whispered. "If you won't wake up, I will tickle you." He said seriously. "3....2..... I quickly pulled down the sheets and sat upright. "I'm up." I screamed loudly. "Too late." he said as he tackled me on the bed and tickled me. "St..op it." I said between laughter. "Will you always listen to me?" He asked as I laughed. "Yea!" I screamed out. "Say I promise to always listen to you and that you will forever be mine." he said with laughter. "Dream on loser." I said as my laughter increased. "Oh, stubborn are we?" He asked while tickling me harder. "I yield, I yield, haha, I promise to always listen haha and be yours." I shouted the words out. He dropped his hands and gave me a wide smile. "Gosh, I hate you." I whispered playfully. "We both know you love me, plus who can ever like a stubborn girl such as yourself." he asked as I smiled. "Of course you moron, you like it when I play stubborn, if you didn't, you wouldn't still be my best friend" I answered with a smirk. "At times I think you are too talkative for your age." He said while standing up. "Say's the boy whose only 13 years old." I teased. "Correction, Man not boy, and I'm a year older than you." He answered with a deeper funny voice. I laughed softly then stood up. I knew why Peter usually did this, he was so kind to me that he made it his duty to always make me smile. "You have to quickly start doing the chores before moma spanks you to death." he said seriously as I nodded. Moma was my mother who acted like I wasn't her daughter, moma was what we could call a woman of the night according to the neighbors, every day and night she welcomed different men in our house to play with them as she usually tells me, I don't understand why she chases me out every time they want to play, I mean I too would love to have fun with them but she always told me I wasn't of age yet. My father was always busy, he too came home with different rich women to play with him, most of the times he would disappear for more than a week and show up after some time, mother didn't really care, all she cared about was to play. At first, I was so lonely playing alone in the streets every time she chased me out of the house so that she could play. But then I met Peter and everything changed, Peter's family was very kind to me, and I liked that they had a very big house like a castle unlike ours which was a small three-room house, Peter's room had all the toys I could ever dream of, every time I asked for his permission to play with one of his toys, he always told me that the Butler bought everything for me not him, he went on to joke that one day he would marry and make me his wife. He really was a funny boy but above all kind. "Where's the little witch?" Antony's voice startled me. "Hurry up, your father isn't as patient as your mother when he wants something." Peter warned lowly. "I'm coming father." I answered quickly. "What did you call me?" He asked angrily. "Antony." I answered while swallowing hard in fear, it was too early to have a spanking. "That's more like it, get your ass down here now." he yelled angrily downstairs. "Go through the window as always, I will see you soon, let's meet at our usual place." I said. I was about to go when Peter held my hand and pulled me in a hug, I smiled then hugged him back. "Once together." He whispered. "Always together forever." I answered back. This was like a warm secret, best friend code to us. I pulled back and quickly went downstairs not caring how I looked like, when I walked into the living room I was met by a set of brown cold eyes, the man that was looking at me from head to toe, was tall, taller than Antony, he looked older too and rich because I could tell the suit he was wearing was what Peter's father usually said was an expensive design shipped from some other country. Moma was blushing while staring at the man, she was putting on her best revealing dress and her face was properly fixed, father, on the other hand, was smiling like never before, his eyes were not on the man but the suitcase he was carrying. "I don't want to waste time staring at the likes of you, here is the money, can I now have what is rightfully mine?" The man said coldly while he threw the suitcase down. Father quickly knelt down and opened it, I widened my eyes in shock upon seeing a lot of money for the very first time. "Omg, I'm f*****g rich!" Antony screamed happily. "You mean we, dear." mother said happily as I smiled, finally we were rich like Peter's family. "This is it, mother would now be able to buy me new clothes, better food, and toys." I thought to myself happily. "Mr. Gerald, there is a bedroom upstairs, if you want you can confirm it yourself if she is a virgin or not, on second thoughts you can just go for a mutually experienced lady if you want." mother said as my smile faded. The man looked at me as I felt my knees give up, his facial expression was dark and scared me a lot. "I know she is, and by the way, my taste runs to the new unopened packages, not the used ones." he answered as mother grabbed my hand and pushed me towards the man. I stumbled and fell down at his feet, before I could move backwards I was pulled up by strong big hands. "As of today you hold no ties to this girl, you are no longer her acting guardians as she is now my property, my lawyer will be here soon with more money and the papers for you to sign." he said as I looked at moma in shock then at Antony. "Ariana, be a good girl and go with Mr. Gerald." moma said sweetly as I felt tears prick my eyes. Was she selling me to a stranger just like that? "No, moma, I don't want to go with him." I said as tears rolled on my cheeks. "You f*****g brat! You will go." Antony yelled angrily. "No I don't want, you can spank me all you want but please don't let him take me!" I screamed as Peter quickly came downstairs from my room. "Let her go." he yelled as I struggled to pull my hand from the man and run to Peter. The man lifted his eyebrows and faced moma. "She's a virgin I promise." she whispered. "Then I will take my leave, I hate seeing arrogant brats." he said as Peter wanted to run to me but Antony held him back. The man turned and pulled me along side him. "No, no, Peter! Mother! Dad! Please!" I screamed as they all turned and walked upstairs. The only one who was screaming and crying for me was Peter as he was being dragged. When we walked outside, the man that was younger than the man that held my hand quickly opened the door. I was shoved into the car by the man that had held my hand, before I could crawl out of the car the man entered and sat next to me. He closed the door and gave me a cold glare, I bite my lip and lifted my trembling hands to cover my mouth, I was dying to scream, I promised Peter to never let anyone see me cry but I couldn't hold back my tears. As the car began moving, I turned and watched in pain as the house and home I had ever known begin to become smaller and smaller, then finally all I could see was nothing.