ONIKA'S POVI had my phone hoisted up against my dresser so that Laura who was intent on eating a tub of ice cream could check my outfit before I went out.âThat'd practically too flashyâ She complained as I twirled for her to see.With a roll of my eyes, I sighed. âI'm beginning to think that you're after me or something, that's the ninth dress that you've found a fault in, in case if you don't know, I'm not exactly packing much to wearâ I complained, going around to grab another shirt which I placed over this one so I could look at it in the mirror.âThat wardrobe is definitely not emptyâ she pointed behind me and I turned around to look at the black wardrobe that had already been here when I came. I was sure there were clothes in it but a part of me didn't want to open it and pick anything from it.With a roll of the eyes, a bit more evidently now, I looked back at my camera. âYeah smart ass, it's not empty. I haven't looked in it though but I think Nathan had someone pick them out
ONIKAâS POVLauraâs warning kept ringing in my ears. âDonât do anything stupidâ it was that simple.I wasnât planning on it. I was just going on a yacht ride. A simple, harmless yacht ride. Nothing special. Nothing at all.With my hair pulled into a sleek bun, I walked toward the docks where Nathan stood talking to the sailor. From the looks of it, their conversation wasnât exactly lighthearted. Nathanâs brows were furrowed, and his arms were crossed as he listened intently.ââŠit should be fine,â the man was saying. âThereâs a chance of some rough waves later, but nothing unusual.âNathan didnât look convinced. âHow high is the chance? Give me a percentage.âThe man scratched his head. âWell, Iâm not a damn weatherman, but maybe thirty, forty percent?ââThatâs not low.â Nathanâs lips pressed into a thin line as he stared at the man skeptically.I glanced at the sky. It was clear, the sun seemed that it would be shining for long. What is he so worried about? It wasnât like we were head
ONIKAâS POVI stared at my reflection in the mirror, gripping the edge of the sink as if that would somehow help me make sense of the situation.One bed.One freaking bed.Nathan was in the room just outside this door, probably already making himself comfortable while I stood here like an idiot, debating whether I should just tell him to take the floor. That would make the most sense, right?But then my mindâstupid, traitorous thing it wasâreminded me of something I had no business remembering.Nathan had a low resistance to cold.I squeezed my eyes shut, cursing myself for knowing that tiny, insignificant detail. Why did I even remember that? It wasnât my job to care. It shouldnât be my job to care.And yet, I did.I hated myself for it, but I knew if I forced him to sleep on the floor, heâd probably wake up sick. The couch wasnât much better. It was one of those decorative, rock-hard things meant to look nice, not actually be used.That left me with only one alternative.I could tak
ONIKA'S POVHe was giving me a chance. I could say noă Ąback out now like I always said I would if it ever came to this ă Ąbut as I looked into his eyes, I found myself hesitating.I expected to hate myself for it but I just couldn't bring myself to do that, I inhaled sharply, refusing to tear my gaze away from his. He was being patient, not wanting to scare me away as he hovered above me, a pleading look on his face.Of all the things running through my mind, I so badly wanted to say yes, allow him to do what he had in mind with me but something held me backă Ą what if I got hurt again?I always said I missed the memories alone but now I realized that I missed the person himself, he had changed, he had broken me and he was trying to fix it, I shouldn't make it easy for him, I shouldn't put my heart on the line again but here I wasâŠhesitating.No matter what that part of me said, I couldn't bring myself to say a simple no because I knew I was lying to myself if I said I didn't want this too
ONIKA'S POVI felt his hand release our intertwined hands to gently fondle my breasts, flicking my hardened nipples, eliciting a moan from me.âYou like that?â He whispered huskily, his breathing ragged as he gently pressed a kiss down my bare chest, each press of his cold lips against my skin making my core clench around nothing.Fuck, I wanted him so bad.âYesâŠâ I breathed out, struggling to keep my gaze on him as he kissed down to my breasts, his hand ghosting over my boobs and it was safe to say that I wanted nothing more but to feel his mouth on them.As though he could hear my thoughts, His lips wrapped around my nipple again, sucking softly, the warm feeling of his mouth wrapped around my breasts making me let out a strangled moan that sounded like a cross between a moan and a plea. "God, Onika," He mumbled, his voice low and gravelly. "You taste so good." His hand slid down my stomach slowly, making me shiver. "Spread your legs baby,âHe gently pulled down my trousers, throwi
ONIKA'S POVThe sound of the shower running was what woke me up the next morning.I groaned and rolled over in bed, my eyes fluttering open as I stared at my unfamiliar surroundings. Where was I?The shower running in the background was more prominent now but I was more concerned on getting myself together to know where I was. It took me about a minute then the memories of the previous night came rushing back and I felt a slight tingle between my thighs.Oh fuck.I buried my face in my hands, second hand embarrassment making me mortified now that I thought about it. Did I regret it? No. But would I want to face him today? No.That's it.I could sneak out of the hotel and get a cab or something to go back to the mansion where I could prolong the time that I would have to face him. It was impossible to get a cab as at last night due to the damn storm but I could order a ride from here and think about my life before he realized that I was gone.He'd soon be out of the shower. Shit.I qui
ONIKA'S POVNathan must have seen the way my face paled because the smile on his face wiped away and was replaced by a more serious expression."Who's that?" He asked, his voice soft as he nodded to my phone.Almost instinctively, I clutched the phone to my chest, looking up at him. "Just a few friends... I uh... Should go take a shower before the driver gets here..." I straightened up, determined to keep my face impassive.Nathan looked like he was almost about to call me out on my lie and argue with me but then he stopped and nodded, like he had accepted defeat and didn't want to push me further than I wanted to tell him.Why didn't I want to tell him? It wasn't like I had anything going on with Kent but a small part of me still felt guilty because I knew that despite how Kent acted, he cared and he would be disappointed if he found out that I had forgiven Nathan and even gotten back together with him. Fuck.I had not spoken to Kent in a while now since I got back from Barcelona. He
ONIKA'S POVWith a sigh, I went to the door and opened it to see Nathan standing there, a small smile on his face."Hey" He smiled at me but the smile on his smile wiped off as soon as he saw the distraught look on my face."Are you alright?" He asked, raising a brow, his hand automatically rising up to touch my face.I didn't flinch away, instead I found myself leaning towards his touch, his hand was cold against my skin and I hummed in satisfaction at how right it felt.He furrowed his brows but he didn't pull away. "Are you alright?" He asked again.I pulled away and nodded, sighing. "Yeah, I'm fine. I think... Let's just go back to the mansion, hm?" I forced a smile at him.A smile creeped up his face and he leaned forward to press a quick kiss to my lips and to be honest, I wasn't expecting it but I leaned into it, kissing him back just as deeply. It just felt....right.Slowly, he pulled away and pressed his forehead to mine, his eyes searching mine. "Alright, meet me downstairs
ONIKA'S POVThe next morning, I woke up to the feeling of warm lips pressed to my forehead and my eyes fluttered open to see Nathan staring down at me with a smile on his face."Good morning, sleeping beauty" He grinned, sitting up and stretching his arms above his head.It was morning already?I groaned, sitting up also, a yawn escaping me as I tried to get myself oriented with my surroundings again then I looked at him. "What are you doing so early?" I asked, my voice still groggy and full of sleep.He stood up and looked over his shoulder at me. "We're leaving today, you remember that, yeah?" He asked, his brows pinched together.Oh right... We were supposed to leave today. "Right, sorry I'm not myself right now yet" I apologized, throwing my legs off the bed, my limbs aching as soon as I stood up.He nodded, understanding what I was trying to say but there was no judgement on his face, just sheer amusement. "Get ready, breakfast is already done. Also your phone was ringing and I f
ONIKA'S POVMy eyes were wide with horror.What had I done?Nathan was right there, casually sipping his water, completely oblivious to the fact that I had just exposed myself in the most humiliating way possible. Meanwhile, on my phone screen, Lauraâs mouth was hanging open like she had just witnessed a crime scene."Onika. What. The. Fuck?" Her voice came through the speaker, but it was more of a shriek.Oh, for fuckâs sake.I snatched up the phone, clutching it like I could somehow undo the last five seconds. âUhâhey, Laura! Didnât realize it was a video call! Haha, wow, technology, right?â I let out the most awkward laugh of my life even though my voice quivered.Could the earth just open up and swallow me?Laura didnât even blink. She just leaned closer to her screen, her eyes narrowing. âDonât âhey, Lauraâ me. What the hell am I looking at?ââNothing?â I tried, tilting the camera slightly away from Nathan who had sat back on the couch beside me, but it was too late.Lauraâs eyes
ONIKA'S POVWith a sigh, I went to the door and opened it to see Nathan standing there, a small smile on his face."Hey" He smiled at me but the smile on his smile wiped off as soon as he saw the distraught look on my face."Are you alright?" He asked, raising a brow, his hand automatically rising up to touch my face.I didn't flinch away, instead I found myself leaning towards his touch, his hand was cold against my skin and I hummed in satisfaction at how right it felt.He furrowed his brows but he didn't pull away. "Are you alright?" He asked again.I pulled away and nodded, sighing. "Yeah, I'm fine. I think... Let's just go back to the mansion, hm?" I forced a smile at him.A smile creeped up his face and he leaned forward to press a quick kiss to my lips and to be honest, I wasn't expecting it but I leaned into it, kissing him back just as deeply. It just felt....right.Slowly, he pulled away and pressed his forehead to mine, his eyes searching mine. "Alright, meet me downstairs
ONIKA'S POVNathan must have seen the way my face paled because the smile on his face wiped away and was replaced by a more serious expression."Who's that?" He asked, his voice soft as he nodded to my phone.Almost instinctively, I clutched the phone to my chest, looking up at him. "Just a few friends... I uh... Should go take a shower before the driver gets here..." I straightened up, determined to keep my face impassive.Nathan looked like he was almost about to call me out on my lie and argue with me but then he stopped and nodded, like he had accepted defeat and didn't want to push me further than I wanted to tell him.Why didn't I want to tell him? It wasn't like I had anything going on with Kent but a small part of me still felt guilty because I knew that despite how Kent acted, he cared and he would be disappointed if he found out that I had forgiven Nathan and even gotten back together with him. Fuck.I had not spoken to Kent in a while now since I got back from Barcelona. He
ONIKA'S POVThe sound of the shower running was what woke me up the next morning.I groaned and rolled over in bed, my eyes fluttering open as I stared at my unfamiliar surroundings. Where was I?The shower running in the background was more prominent now but I was more concerned on getting myself together to know where I was. It took me about a minute then the memories of the previous night came rushing back and I felt a slight tingle between my thighs.Oh fuck.I buried my face in my hands, second hand embarrassment making me mortified now that I thought about it. Did I regret it? No. But would I want to face him today? No.That's it.I could sneak out of the hotel and get a cab or something to go back to the mansion where I could prolong the time that I would have to face him. It was impossible to get a cab as at last night due to the damn storm but I could order a ride from here and think about my life before he realized that I was gone.He'd soon be out of the shower. Shit.I qui
ONIKA'S POVI felt his hand release our intertwined hands to gently fondle my breasts, flicking my hardened nipples, eliciting a moan from me.âYou like that?â He whispered huskily, his breathing ragged as he gently pressed a kiss down my bare chest, each press of his cold lips against my skin making my core clench around nothing.Fuck, I wanted him so bad.âYesâŠâ I breathed out, struggling to keep my gaze on him as he kissed down to my breasts, his hand ghosting over my boobs and it was safe to say that I wanted nothing more but to feel his mouth on them.As though he could hear my thoughts, His lips wrapped around my nipple again, sucking softly, the warm feeling of his mouth wrapped around my breasts making me let out a strangled moan that sounded like a cross between a moan and a plea. "God, Onika," He mumbled, his voice low and gravelly. "You taste so good." His hand slid down my stomach slowly, making me shiver. "Spread your legs baby,âHe gently pulled down my trousers, throwi
ONIKA'S POVHe was giving me a chance. I could say noă Ąback out now like I always said I would if it ever came to this ă Ąbut as I looked into his eyes, I found myself hesitating.I expected to hate myself for it but I just couldn't bring myself to do that, I inhaled sharply, refusing to tear my gaze away from his. He was being patient, not wanting to scare me away as he hovered above me, a pleading look on his face.Of all the things running through my mind, I so badly wanted to say yes, allow him to do what he had in mind with me but something held me backă Ą what if I got hurt again?I always said I missed the memories alone but now I realized that I missed the person himself, he had changed, he had broken me and he was trying to fix it, I shouldn't make it easy for him, I shouldn't put my heart on the line again but here I wasâŠhesitating.No matter what that part of me said, I couldn't bring myself to say a simple no because I knew I was lying to myself if I said I didn't want this too
ONIKAâS POVI stared at my reflection in the mirror, gripping the edge of the sink as if that would somehow help me make sense of the situation.One bed.One freaking bed.Nathan was in the room just outside this door, probably already making himself comfortable while I stood here like an idiot, debating whether I should just tell him to take the floor. That would make the most sense, right?But then my mindâstupid, traitorous thing it wasâreminded me of something I had no business remembering.Nathan had a low resistance to cold.I squeezed my eyes shut, cursing myself for knowing that tiny, insignificant detail. Why did I even remember that? It wasnât my job to care. It shouldnât be my job to care.And yet, I did.I hated myself for it, but I knew if I forced him to sleep on the floor, heâd probably wake up sick. The couch wasnât much better. It was one of those decorative, rock-hard things meant to look nice, not actually be used.That left me with only one alternative.I could tak
ONIKAâS POVLauraâs warning kept ringing in my ears. âDonât do anything stupidâ it was that simple.I wasnât planning on it. I was just going on a yacht ride. A simple, harmless yacht ride. Nothing special. Nothing at all.With my hair pulled into a sleek bun, I walked toward the docks where Nathan stood talking to the sailor. From the looks of it, their conversation wasnât exactly lighthearted. Nathanâs brows were furrowed, and his arms were crossed as he listened intently.ââŠit should be fine,â the man was saying. âThereâs a chance of some rough waves later, but nothing unusual.âNathan didnât look convinced. âHow high is the chance? Give me a percentage.âThe man scratched his head. âWell, Iâm not a damn weatherman, but maybe thirty, forty percent?ââThatâs not low.â Nathanâs lips pressed into a thin line as he stared at the man skeptically.I glanced at the sky. It was clear, the sun seemed that it would be shining for long. What is he so worried about? It wasnât like we were head