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OCTAVIA’S POV 

“Guess what, girls?” The excited voice of Victoria rang out and the other girls squealed in excitement to hear whatever she had in-store for us.

“What?” The all asked in unison, elbows on the table, eyes on Victoria and ears wide open.

“Liam proposed yesterday during our dinner date!” Victoria announced and the girls screamed so loudly that other people in the coffee shop threw nasty glares at us.

Despite the looks the people from the coffee shop were throwing at the girls, they never stop screaming in joy.

“What, that means I will be one of the chief bride’s maid!!” Nana exclaimed, happiness written all over her face.

“Yes of course!” Victoria replied and they both connected their fingers together and started screaming once more.

“I think this is a sign to propose to my girlfriend.” Blanche also spoke up.

As for Blanche, she is a lesbian and her girlfriend wasn't among us.

All their discussions were far-fetched. It felt like it was carried away by the breeze which came in through the window.

I was disturbed, worried and sad about everything.

Like always, Bernie couldn't make me orgasm and the level of my frustration was at its peak.

“Octavia,” Victoria nudged at me with her shoulder. “Are you okay?” She asked.

I flinched, snapping out of my thoughts, forcing a smile on my face.

“Yes, I am fine. I'm just a little tired from writing.” I lied, fixing my scattered hair due to the breeze.

“Life of an author isn't easy.” Nana sighed and blew me a kiss. “So how is you and Bernie? Does he show sign of proposing soon?”

I sighed. Do I even want to be proposed to?

If he proposed, I would have no option than to marry him.

But what about my sex life?

My toys can't get me off the way a dick can, and the whole issue was already taking a troll on me.

“No. I'm not ready for marriage.” I wrinkled my nose, shaking my head slightly. “We are both busy with work and our daily lives. Marriage is not in the picture for now.”

My words made the girls silent. They all sipped from their coffee, staring at each other like they had no words to counter what I had just said.

“You all don't need to be silent. It's my decision.” I chuckled, trying to ease the sudden tension that overwhelmed the atmosphere.

“You've been dating for three years, and the thought of settling down with Bernie haven't ever crossed your mind?” Victoria asked, her gaze fixed on mine.

She was trying to read me through my expression, but I didn't give it out. I made it unreadable.

“No.” I said firmly and the girls heaved a sigh.

“If you say so.” Nana gave up and turned to Victoria, smiling brightly.

I was jealous of Victoria. 

She would be getting married to the love of her life and I doubt orgasms would ever be a problem for her.

She always told us about how well her fiancé fucks her, and for that, I was really jealous of her.

“I'm so happy for you, Vic. Don't worry, at your wedding, we will pull up in a Bugatti!” I said smiling widely and the other girls laughed.

I have known the three girls since our college days, and we've been friends ever since then.

Victoria would be getting married soon. Nana is single for as long as I could remember while Blanche has a girlfriend.

After about an hour of discussing about the venue, our wedding dresses and all that for Victoria's wedding, we all said our goodbyes.

I took a cab home, which was a five minute drive to Bernie's home.

Bernie's home was a mansion, if not more than.

His parents were both dead and they left behind enough fortune for him and his older brother.

Older brother?

Bernie rarely talked about his older brother, infact, he never talked about him.

I had no reason to ask about him, so I never bothered asking.

The cab dropped me off in front of the gate, I paid him and made my way into the house.

Upon reaching, I saw a blue Bugatti causing a frown to appear on my face.

Bernie doesn't own a Bugatti, so whose car could it be?

I shrugged and made my way into the kitchen to grab a glass of water.

Once I was filled to my heart content, I took the stairs, heading to our room.

With each stair I took, I was hearing strange voices.

At first, it sounded like whimpering, but as I got closer, I noticed it was moans from a woman.

My heart began to race faster.

What if it turns out to be Bernie?

Many thought clouded my mind and I had to hold the staircase for support.

Upon reaching our room, it was empty. 

It was exactly the same way I had left it to go hang out with the girls.

The frown on my face deepened, and dare I say that I was relieved that it wasn't Bernie?

So if it wasn't Bernie, who could it be? 

I made a sudden U-turn, heading to the room which Bernie had warned me not to go into.

His older brother's room.

Slow and steady, I walked to the door and placed my ears gently on it.

Like predicted, the moans were coming out from his room.

I swallowed the lump in my throat.

I have never seen his brother and neither do I know what he looks like.

But from his grunting and growling, he wouldn't be someone like Bernie.

I placed my ear a little more closer and the door creaked open.

It wasn't much but it was enough to see what was going on behind the door.

The two sex addicts has no idea that someone was peeping at them through the slightly open part of the door.

I wanted to stop and walk away for the life of me, but something in me kept prompting me to take a look and I did.

Inside the room laid a lady on all fours, naked, and a huge man who was banging her from behind.

I couldn't see his face as his back was turned against me, but he was nothing short of perfection.

With his broad shoulders, tanned skin and sexy ass.

I couldn't stop looking.

“What are you doing, Tavia! You shouldn't be ogling at another man!” My subconscious mind screamed at me and only then did I snap out of whatever fantasy I was drowning myself into.

Just when I wanted to leave and run far away, unfortunately, the man turned and smirked at me.

Fuck! He already knew I was peeping t

hrough the door.

Without thinking too much about it, I ran straight into our room and shut the door behind me.

What the fuck just happened?

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