"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,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
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
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
When I was little, I believed that the world was kind. I believed that saying Thank You, I'm Sorry and I Love You was all that matters.I thought that being good and kind exempts us from getting hurt by the real world. I have always believed that living in this world was just plain simple.But it may be true, to a child, like I was before. Until I realized how deformed my life was.I loved a man, who made me see how life could be messy and complicated. I loved a man, who taught me how living can be harsh and scary. That sometimes, the Thank You, I'm Sorry and I Love You sounds so empty, sounds void. That kindness and goodness would take you nowhere.He made me see the other side of the world, its darkest reality.And it includes Him.
"Get the little one's princess, bigger ones are heavy and you might get hurt."There was a mix of concern and amusement in my father, Jose Pollo's voice while reprimanding me to get more of the bigger rocks. I am helping him in gathering rocks used to build my mini house."It is not that heavy Daddy, and I don't like gathering little rocks, it is too much work."Jose Pollo chuckled at my reasoning and decided to stop his work. He helped me in carrying my rocks and we both put them in the wheelbarrow."You know Princess, one of the values you should always remember from me, is to be patient. You can't finish your work by doing it all at once, it needs to be done separately. Well, it goes the same for the stones. If you always carry the heavy ones, you'd tire easily while if you choose to carry the small stones you can easily get and put it in the wheelbarrow without exerting so much effort."At that time, I didn't understand my father. I wasn't able
Lucian and I met in a very sweet way. I can still remember that day, it was raining so hard. The weather was so bad, lashing lightning everywhere.It was the middle of the semester, and it was the first time I had experience going home so late.I decided to stay longer in the classroom, scribble some notes, and just savor the moment of being a real student.I never spend this late in school before. Mostly, Dad was ready to pick me up after my last subject. However, there would just be times like this where you want a space of your own.Then a thunder echoed around the vast hallways, startling my inner peace. I began packing my things but I remember that Dad had some urgent appointments, I don't want to trouble him so an idea popped into my mind.Why don't I try taking a cab as normal people do? With that thought, I texted him that I will be late because of a school project.Little did he know that I walked from my building to the gate of our
"There are a lot of predators here Princess" Dad whispered through my ear while scrutinizing the crowd in front of us.I laughed at Daddy who sounded so worried. His head was everywhere, being conscious of his surroundings.The party had started and the host was still giving his speech so we were waiting on the side of the stage."Daddy, you make it sound as if I am a food."He chuckled at my comment and looked at me."Well you are a fresh bloom Princess, no one can resist that. Let me tell you something, everyone owns a different idea about you...Good and bad are just some examples of it. The mind is vast, it could formulate anything... even trick you"I raised an eyebrow, amused as to where this conversation is leading to.Maria told me that Dad had been into sci-fi movies recently. When he doesn't go to work, he spends it with Netflix.I just pretended to be interested in the topic and listened attentively."If you ju
Uh.oh. This man is not friendly alright.I looked away yet I can still feel the cold stare from his side. My breathing hitched at the thought, trying my best to calm myself.My Dad was already looking at me, gesturing for me to come."Now meet my only daughter, the heir to JPollo's Hotel and Restaurant, Justine Elle Pollo." Daddy called my attention. He guided me to the center which I am thankful that he did because I was completely weakened by that man's unexpected reaction.I erased the weird thoughts about Cian's brother and went to give my message.Dad gave me the microphone and I quickly took it with a visibly trembling hand.I cleared my throat before starting my speech. Come on, don't embarrass yourself, Justine Elle."Hello everyone Good Evening, first I am so grateful to all of you who are here tonight. Thank you, that you chose to share your precious time to celebrate this memorable event with me. I am also gra