Novels by Vama97

I didn't sleep. I pretended to. Even when Pierre had left the house early in the morning I was awake the whole time he was with me in my bed.I don't know if he had a nice sleep but I am sure as hell that I did not. Yes, my body was so freaking tired since we didn't stop till it was midnight and I was sore enough to be able to walk properly but every time I close my eyes to sleep, it only frustrates me. I couldn't sleep at all because what happened last night keeps on replaying in my mind and my conscience is killing the hell out of me.Then flashes of last night's scenario brushed my mind again. I tightly close my eyes and grab a fistful of hair. What have I done?It was the main reason why sleep didn't even visit me. I had séx with Pierre Monteblanco. I mean, what has gotten into me to be able to do it?He is Lucian's older brother. My boyfriend's older brother.And my b

I stared at him, equally torn between lust and sanity. He swear once more and uttered something inaudible.Then Pierre gave me a dazzled look. His huge body was still pressed on mine. His natural musk smell lingered on my nose, getting acquainted with his natural manly scent. His other arm was on the side of my head, while his other was on my waist.Why was he making it a big deal? Does he think that I am some slutty girl, prompt enough to get rid of my virginity? Yes, I have some liberated friends at the university, even my cousins are all liberated, getting their hymen ripped at a young age but I'm not them.Or was he disappointed, because I am inexperienced? That I can't match his energy. That I am still innocent to all of these things. Those were just the thoughts that were running in my mind.He can't blame me, his surprised reaction knowing I was still untouched made me think that way. It

How did I end up here? Alcohol. Yes. It was entirely your fault." D-don't stop please"Geez, I can't even recognize my voice right now. This is not me. Or is this the real me?"Sheezz more"I bit my lips to stop myself from moaning."What do you want Milady?" He teased, enjoying the misery I get from his expert hands."You know it better than me. Goodness come on" I winced in pleasure. Yet, I was slowly getting mad at him for constantly stopping.And every time I do, he only chuckles as if he is glad to have such power over me."You are bossy Milady, but I like it. It turns me on" he said huskily."Let me feel it, I needed to be sure," I said breathily and moved my hands in between his thighs."C*cktease" he moaned as I traced his manh**d with my fingers.Yes, indeed he was so big and hard as steel. My hands were shaking as I tried to wrap them whole with my fingers.But before I could even do

"Babe, we need to stop," Cian said as we were both gasping for air. Yet his eyes were still on fire."It is time to go back to the house or I would not able to control myself anytime now" he whispered."Then don't Cian," I said, shushing his absurd thoughts away.He closed his eyes, equally mad as if I was so close to breaking off his control."Elle, don't torture me, baby. Come on let's get you up" he said exasperated.He easily carried me in bridal style and he walked us back to the mansion. He didn't even listen to what I needed to say, his ears were completely closed for me.The party had long ended, the maids were doing the aftercare and abruptly stop upon seeing us in mid-fight. They looked at us with headed eyes as if they were looking at some romantic movie. Young love.I stared at Cian. He is mad and serious, yet he is still oozing hot. And it didn't even help in my sanity as how his sexy adam's apple moved with his every swallow."Don't Elle,

I looked around the venue. The hall was still full-packed. There are still a lot of people, mostly businessmen, influencers, high-profiled guests, and tons of sexy girls like Marga. Godness, I sounded so different. Why do I suddenly sound bitter? Unconsciously, I massage my temple. My mind is in chaos. "Hey, are you okay?" Flora grabbed my arm. I looked at her and mouthed to evacuate the table. Why did I even sit in here? Oh yeah, because of Cian, but Cian is not here. Ahh, whatever. "Uhm, excuse me for a while," I excused politely, feeling kind of dizzy about the things that are starting to trouble in my head. Pierre gently raised his head upon hearing my voice. Those pair of beautiful coal-black eyes are mysteriously staring at me again, and I can't help but become more nervous than ever. I quickly stood up on my chair and they all looked at me. "Uhm yeah... excuse me for a while, I need to entertain other guests. Enj

As the heightened part of the sonata reaches its end, my body moved to respond to the clash of enigmatic melodies, jiving to the music until it reached its final note. I slowly open my eyes, hitting for the last musical key and giving my final emotion. I was beyond satisfied. I didn't know there was a wet streak trying to escape from my eyes. Then, I caught my Dad drying his tears which brought a sad smile to my face. Every time he hears this piece, it makes him tear up. It was as if this song reminded him of his unfinished love for my Mom. And I never met my mother physically, but this musical piece felt as if she is with me... us. Maybe this is the reason why this melody had an important place in Dad's heart. Because it connects us as a family. "What a wonderful performance you did here ladies. Am I right folks?" The host went beside me and gestured for Belle to join us in front of the stage. I quickly dried my tears an