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Ariana's POV:

You have no idea how ecstatic I feel when Y/N told me that she accepted my offer. I told her that she'll be my personal assistant. Obviously I won't work her like a dog.. maybe in the bedroom but that's for another time. I'm mostly glad that we talked things out and now on good terms again. Now, I really need to work on how I handle certain situation.

Anywho, I'm currently laying on my back with Y/N's head resting on my chest as she's still fast asleep. Normally I would be  the one snuggling like how she is right now but she said she needed to be the one being held right now. How can I say no to that?  After our talk I guess we fell asleep like that with her face tucked in my neck. Reaching for my phone carefully and look at the time its  already 6pm. Damn, we slept that long?

Unlocking my phone theres a few messages and calls a few from Vic, Court and I's group chat, Scoot, Brian and of course Mikey. Sadly most of messages are from Mikey, asking me what time I'll be coming in tomorrow and saying how excited he is about our scene. which we all know what scene he's talking about. First Pete now him? Fuck sake, how come I attract these types of men? I let my eyes roll from disgust.

Glancing down, Y/N is looking so adorable and cant help myself but take a selfie.

I know I'll get in trouble without informing Scoot and all but fuck it. I'm a grown woman and shouldn't need a label or anyone to tell me what I can and can't do. I can also feel my babies are gonna start speculating who she is... it's only a matter of time when they realise who Y/N. But I'll do the best that I can to keep it between us or at least hide her identity. Since I don't know her instagram or social media I can't tag her.. wait. I don't know her social media.... I need to know. By that so I can stalk her, too much? No? Good.

Speaking of labels and Scoot. He just messaged me along the lines of 'what the hell am I thinking' and 'you shouldn't be posting stuff like that without talking to us.' All that bullshit I can't and don't want to think about and disrupt the rest of my day, especially when Y/N is right here with me.

Scrolling through my Instagram and reading the comments of my fans on my recent post, there's a soft knock on my door before opening.

"Oh hi my dear. Sorry to interrupt but I thought I'd come up and say that dinner will be ready in a few minutes." Nonna explains with a smile on her face as she stares at us fondly. I instinctively pull the duvet more towards us, snuggling further into it.

"Hey Nonna, my G. Are you spying on us?" I hear Y/N say in a raspy voice. Ugh, her voice alone do things to me, especially when I can feel her breath against my neck. I shiver from the sensation, let's not forget I can feel her package on my thigh. Fuck, I want her right now.

"Y/N, now, if I wanted to spy you wouldn't know I would be there... I'm like a ninja. You wouldn't see me coming. But now, freshen up and get your lover butts downstairs for dinner." Gran says while she tiptoes cutely out my room. The interaction between them is so cute and makes me giggle. To think all this time, before I even met Y/N they've created this bond without any hidden intent. I'm falling for this girl... hard.

"Nonna, is one of a kind. You know, I think of her as my own Gran?" My ears perk up with her talking about more about herself. Let's face it, I don't know much about her. "From my mums side, I never met my gran. But growing up, everyone would say how amazing she is. How the people of the village looks up to her... it's a shame that she passed away before I could form a bond with her." I can tell she's holding her tears at bay. Now I have somewhat of an understanding why Nonna and my girl became so close.

"Well my love, I'm glad you met Nonna. She is amazing and I'm sure your gran is looking over you and proud of the woman you become." I say reassuring her with kiss on her forehead.

Y/N

"Thank you baby girl that means a lot." I whisper while I kiss her neck. I feel her suck in a breath as I keep my gentle assault on her nape. My hands starts to roam on her sides, down to her thighs tugging one to wrap round my waist.

"Hey... don't start something that you can't finish..." I hear her say breathlessly. Smirking against her skin, I ignore her plea and glide my fingers between her legs, gently stroking her through the lace panties. Hooking a finger on her underwear, the back of forefinger grazes her soaking lips. I let my finger glide up and down as I feel her start to squirm under my advances.

"You sure you want me to stop?" I ask her hotly against her ear, slowly biting her earlobe. Frantically shaking her head in response, I know my answer.

"Don't worry, I'll be quick. Plus I've been dying to eat my desert." I say lowly as I push the thin fabric to the side and insert a finger, causing us both to moan. I almost forgot how tight she is. I can feel my shaft hardening from the feeling of her slick channel engulfing my finger in. Adding another finger, I press my thumb against her hardened nub while I simultaneously curl my fingers as I pump into her.

"Fuck.. I want your cock.. like right now." The authoritative in her voice will always be a turn on. Like how can you say no to that?? Pecking her lips I kneel between her parted legs and start unbuckling my belt slowly. As we keep our eyes glued to each other I teasingly unzip my jeans, the sound of the zipper gets Ari's eyes to follow as she bites her lower lip.

"ladies you bet- OH MY LORD! Y/N! Ariana!" Before I could even pull down my boxers, the door practically flew open with shock face Nonna staring at us. I practically jumped and hid on the other side of the bed on the floor. Whilst Ariana quickly grab the duvet to cover herself from embarrassment. "This'll be the last time I'll call you so, you two better get dressed and come downstairs for dinner.. Sweet baby Jesus, kids these days at least do it somewhere more interesting." Nonna whispered the last part as she leaves the room but we still manage to hear it. I never moved to for cover that fast. My heart is practically going to beat out of my chest from the adrenaline and mostly from embarrassment. Propping myself up from my hiding space, I glance at Ariana and she had the same horrific look on her face. But moments later we end up laughing.

"God, that was horrible." Ariana say as she covers her face.

"No shit... I think I scarred Nonna. But did you hear the last bit she said? We need to be more interesting on where we have our sexy time apparently." We erupt in laughter again. My hard on is starting to deflate from the shame. We both begin making ourself look presentable, although, I'm gutted that I didn't get my dick suck at least.

"Hey, no pouting. It ain't cute on you.." My head whips up towards Ariana, whos standing ever so close to me.

"I can't help it. Like, I was hoping to get some or at least a blowie before anything like that ever happened. Nonna gave me blue balls basically." I fake pout even more, causing her to giggle and start giving my face kisses. "Okay, okay. as much as I enjoy that I don't want Nonna to have a heart attack if she finds us in a weird position because you made me lose control." Shaking my head, we both got dressed, grab my phone and head downstairs. To my surprise, Nicola messaged me a screenshot of Ariana's recent post about us. I'm not mad as that's one cute photo but the comments are hilarious! Her fans are truly guessing left and right, trying to identify me. This is good for now, I don't want to be on the spotlight anytime soon. I'm hesitating to add a comment but then again, it's not like Ariana knows my Instagram. Oh well, I liked it anyways.

"Finally, they came out of their sex den. Tell me Ari, did she rock your world?" I nearly trip over my feet from Frankie's bold comment as he leans against the kitchen counter with his head on his hands, batting his eyelashes at us.

"Are you kidding? More like universe." She winks back at him while taking a seat next to Nonna who's listening intently. "Plus, she could have delivered me to heaven if it wasn't for Nonna hear, barging in on us." All of the Grande household's eyes are on me now and I just want this floor to swallow me whole and save me from embarrassment.

"Don't be shy now, you'll be part of the family one day, no need to hide from us." Frankie say as he sling an arm over my shoulder, dragging me to the chair next to Ariana. "Also, Ari that recent photo of you two is defo cute! You should have tagged Y/N." He added.

"Noooo, definitely not. Not yet anyways. Plus I don't even know Y/N Instagram." I can sense her pout from that.

"If you wanted to know, you could just ask love. Plus, my Instagram is purely just art stuff... no photos of me." To be honest, I hardly post any selfies or anything of me unless my friends tag me. I like my privacy to some degree.

"You're an artist?? Why didn't you ever mentioned it?" Nonna complain a little. I chuckle and put up my Instagram and hand her my phone.  She Scrunches up her nose while she looks through my profile. As she does so, her facial Expression slowly changed from neutral to her jaw dropping and eyes widened. "Oh my goodness, Y/N you're so talented! I had no idea, how amazing you are. You should be working in a studio already not in that horrible Starbucks place." Nonna says as she hands me back my phone. Meanwhile, Ariana took my phone out of my hand and began scrolling through my profile. She didn't say anything besides slapping my arm.

"Ow! What was that for exactly?" I question while rubbing my arm. Again didn't say anything but to only shove my phone right up my face. I jerk my head back to see what she's trying to show me and it was a digital portrait I've drawn of her.

"You're showing me this face that I cannot figure out what it means.." I say as I squint my eyes at her.

"This means is: why didn't you tell me you drawn this?? And why didn't I see this portrait?? You even tagged me!" She says with a hint of frustration. Her eyes are legit glued to the screen on my phone, ignoring the orange juice and that Joan placed recently on the table. Whereas I thank her and took a sip. "Do you still have the original piece?"

"Of course, I was planning on selling it to your lovely fans but I decided not to." I reply with a shrug.

"Good, because I'm gonna buy it off you." Ariana say in a matter of fact.

"Nah, it's not for sale." I tease. I manage to yank my phone back from her grasp while she tries to stop me.

"What? Why not??" She started to pout and giving me her dog eyes. Lord give me strength.

"It's just precious to me that's all. Let me think about it." Yeah, I'm putting my foot down. I've drawn that right after I saw her music video, 7 Rings. And damn she's looked so good that I can drool.

"Y/N whatever nasty thing you're thinking... you're drooling." Frankie chimes in with a smirk.

Rolling my eyes at him, I received an Instagram notification of a new follower. It's non-other then Ariana Grande. A few moments later another notification pops up, indicating that she shared that photo on her stories and post. Within seconds people started following me, liking my posts which got me a little overwhelmed. I only have 450 followers that now jumped to 10k. The hell... she has powers.

"Woah... thank you for sharing it. Now many people are following me??" I'm still in disbelief.

"If you ain't going to sell me your work, might as well use my social media powers for good." My eyes goes back and forth from my phone and towards Ariana, she's now currently sipping her orange juice while side eying me. Now that I think about it, her birthday is pretty soon... maybe I could surprise her. 

"Anyways Y/N, I hear that you'll be working with Ariana starting tomorrow? Just to warn you, she can be a handful." Joan say chuckling while Ari stick her tongue out at her. She began setting the table with delicious Italian cuisine, from the classic spaghetti bolognese, Arancini (stuffed rice balls) to butternut squash and sage lasagne for Ariana. Nonna even made Tiramisu! Holy crap... I need to learn these recipes. I'll ask Joan and Nonna for lessons another time, that could give me bonus points from Ari. My mouth begins to salivate seeing this arrangement of food. 

"Wow... Joan, Nonna... this looks amazing. It's been a while since I had a home cooked meal." My voice quivers a little as I reminisce. I do miss my family back home, one day I'll visit them as soon as I make a little more money. 

"Oh this is nothing my dear, but you're very much welcome anytime to come round her for dinner or well anytime." Joan smiles at me.

"Or you could just move here with Ari, because lately shes been talking about you non-stop and how she misses you. It's depressing actually." I laugh with Frankie when Ariana tries to find something to throw at him without Nonna stopping her from throwing a spoon across the table. 

"Shut the fuck up Frankie!" Nonna Slaps Ari's shoulder with a gasp.

"Mind your language!" Joan strictly say. A little while longer of the sibling banter with Nonna and Joan shaking their head with disbelief, I put my hands together and prayed silently for the food. Finishing my prayer, I open my eyes and all eyes were on me. Ariana, however, is showing me her cute dimples as she stares at me. I'm not too sure what that look meant but I can only shrug before contemplating on what dish to try first. 

Pretty much during the whole meal it was merely Frankie teasing Ariana about how she talks so much about me. I'll definitely ask her about that more in detail when we're alone. At one point, Nonna and Joan started to show me Ariana's baby photos and home videos. God, they're adorable! Little Ari is so cute and innocent (not anymore though ;) ). Ariana at the same time was snuggling next to me with a huge blanket and occasionally tried to cover my eyes from witnessing her baby embarrassing moments. I swear, I sometime feel like Nonna, Joan and Frankie are like preparing me to be part of their family soon. Who knows? If things goes right between us it might come true. I mean, me and THE Arian Grande are a thing. Anything is possible. 

I'm now back in Ariana's room, laying down on her bed with an arm behind my head while I look through thousands of new followers on my insta. One person catches my eyes though, a person named Camila Cabello followed me. She looks very familiar so clicking on her profile my eyes widen from realisation. 

"No fucking way..." Besides this Camila girl, It's that girl who slapped me the other day in Disneyworld. The fuck would she follow me after her friend practically done that without me doing anything? Oh god, Camila even messaged me. 

"Baby, what got you all so worked up?" I hear Ari say as she comes out from the bathroom makeup-less. Keeping my eyes on my phone, I feel the bed deep in front of me and my phone slips from my fingers.  "Hey Y/N, I hope you're okay and I just want to apologise to what happened in Disneyworld. If you're up for it, can I treat you to coffee one time as 'I'm sorry and peace offering?" My eyes don't seem to get out from the dazing off as she reads the message. The message is fine but the next bit is what's going to kill me. 

"Y/N, Y/L/N. YOU SAID YES?!" 

TBC...

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Hello my dear readers! Sorry for the long wait, its been tough writing this one.. like idk why just have. So I apologise if this chapter is trash xD

Let me know what you guys want to see in the next coming chapter? Give me any ideas ahah that might spark my brain again xD 

Stay safe guys! <3

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