...GENEVIEVE We finally arrived at the hotel, the joyous energy from the bar slowly ebbing away as fatigue set in. The elevator ride was quiet, filled with the muted sounds of stifled yawns and murmured goodnights. “ I’m so tired “ Janice sleepily spoke making me chuckle. I felt a smile tug at her lips, thinking back to the laughter and camaraderie of the evening. It had been a perfect night, one I wished would never end.As the elevator doors opened on her floor, I stepped out and made my way down the hallway, my steps heavy with exhaustion. “ that one is your room Janice “I pointed at the door and Janice grabbed the key, opening it before entering and I shook my head with a little smile before I finally reached my room, slipping the key card into the slot and pushing the door open. The room was dark, a comforting sanctuary after the vibrant chaos of the night.But as I flicked on the light, My smile faltered, and my breath caught in my throat. There, standing in the middle
...GENEVIEVE I awoke slowly, the morning light filtering through the curtains and casting a soft glow over the room. My head ached slightly, and as I shifted, I felt a warmth enveloping me. Blinking my eyes open, I realized I was nestled in Roman's arms. My heart skipped a beat, and I widened my eyes in shock as the events of the previous night flooded back to me.I had spent the night with my stepsister's fiancé.Panic surged through me as I sat up quickly, disentangling myself from Roman's embrace. The sudden movement jostled him awake, and he groggily opened his eyes, a sleepy smile forming on his lips as he reached for me. I, however, was already halfway off the bed, my mind racing with guilt and confusion."I have to go," I whispered, my voice trembling as I swung my legs over the side of the bed and began to stand.Roman's hand shot out, catching my wrist and pulling me back with surprising strength. "Wait, Genevieve," he said, his voice still thick with sleep. "Don't
...GENEVIEVE Me, Janice, Isabelle, and Amelia were gathered in Janice's room, a cozy space decorated with soft fairy lights and an array of colorful throw pillows. The morning sun streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow over the room.We lounged on the bed and floor, their voices a pleasant hum as they discussed the plans for the day."We could go shopping," Janice suggested, twirling a strand of her dark hair around her finger. "I heard there's a new boutique downtown with some amazing stuff."Amelia nodded enthusiastically. "That sounds fun! And maybe we can grab lunch at that little café near the park afterward."Isabelle, always the planner, had her phone out, looking up reviews. "Or we could go to the art gallery. There's a new exhibit that just opened, and it looks incredible."The conversation flowed easily among the three of them, but I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the floor. My mind was elsewhere, consumed by the events of the previous night. By Ro
...ROMAN Me and Xavier sat on the terrace of a chic café, the afternoon sun casting a warm glow over the bustling streets below. I was dressed in a casual outfit, stirred his coffee absentmindedly, a furrow in his brow. Xavier, ever observant, noticed the tension in my posture and decided to probe gently. Xavier began, his tone light but concerned. "Everything okay with Genevieve? You seem a bit off."I sighed heavily and shook his head, his eyes reflecting a mixture of frustration and sadness. "Not really, Xav. We had an argument this morning, right after spending the night together."Xavier's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "What happened? I thought things were going well between you two. You two were on the same page ? "I leaned back in his chair, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah, I thought so too. Last night was incredible, but this morning... it all fell apart. We started talking about the future, and things got heated."Xavier nodded, encouraging Roman to continue.
...GENEVIEVE The club was alive with pulsating beats and swirling lights, creating an electric atmosphere that seemed to vibrate with energy. We, girls were at the heart of it all, lost in the music and the thrill of the night. We moved with abandon on the dance floor, our laughter blending with the music as we let loose and enjoyed themselves.Isabella, in a shimmering silver dress, danced close to Arthur, their bodies moving in sync. Arthur’s charming smile and confident demeanor made her forget her earlier frustrations. Amelia, dressed in a bold red outfit, was laughing and flirting with Gabriel, who seemed equally captivated by her vibrant energy. Me and Janice, both looking stunning in their stylish dresses, were dancing together nearby, enjoying the attention from various admirers around us. I held Janice waist as she giggled and we both laughed, enjoying the crazy night. Drinks flowed freely as we were so into our own zones. The conversation was light and flirtatious, f
...GENEVIEVE The morning sun filtered through the heavy drapes of my luxurious hotel suite, casting soft, golden rays across the plush carpet and illuminating the elegant furnishings. The suite, with its high ceilings and modern decor, exuded an air of opulence, fitting for someone of my stature. It was 9 a.m., and I was standing in front of the large mirror, meticulously getting ready for the day ahead.I reached for my favorite perfume, a subtle, sophisticated scent that lingered just enough to make an impression. A few spritzes on my neck and wrists, and I felt the final touch of my ensemble fall into place. My skirt, tailored to perfection, accentuated my every curve, while the blazer I slipped on gave me an aura of authority that was impossible to ignore. Every detail, from my perfectly coiffed hair to my minimalist makeup, was a testament to my meticulous nature.Sitting on the bed, already dressed and waiting, was Janice. She had been watching me get ready with a mix of a
...ROMAN[ Genevieve lingered in the warmth of Arthur’s embrace, the soothing presence easing the remnants of sadness that had weighed on her. She hadn’t realized how long they had been standing there until she sensed another presence behind her. ] When she turned, she saw me standing in the doorway, my eyes dark and piercing, my expression unreadable but charged with an intensity she knew too well.Before she could say anything, Arthur let out an awkward, exaggerated cough, clearly sensing the tension. He gently pulled away from Genevieve, his hands lingering for just a second too long before he stepped back. "Well," he said, glancing between the two of us, "I should probably go… before I become the third wheel." He shot Genevieve a knowing look before turning on his heel and disappearing back inside, leaving the two of us alone on the balcony.Genevieve watched him go, slightly confused, before she turned back to me, only to be met with a glare that could cut through steel.
...GENEVIEVE Me and Janice were sitting comfortably on the plush, velvet couch, a few polaroids and phone pictures spread out on the coffee table in front of us. The sunlight filtered through the large windows, casting a warm, golden glow across the room, enhancing the vibrant hues of the photographs. The air was filled with the easy, lighthearted vibe of two close friends reliving their favorite moments.I leaned back, my laughter ringing through the room as I pointed at one particular photo where I had been caught off-guard, mid-laugh, my hair tousled by the wind on the Vegas strip. “I look ridiculous here!” I chuckled, shaking my head as Janice leaned over, squinting at the picture with a grin.“No, you look like you’re having the time of your life," Janice teased, nudging me lightly. "Vegas really brought out the wild side in you, huh?”I smirked and rolled my eyes playfully. “It was all your fault. You were the one dragging me from one crazy adventure to the next!”Jan