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CHARLES POV"Crimson please open the door, at least say something, please!!","I'm not sorry for what I did or said but I'm sorry for giving you a shock like that". Well it's been the hardest sixty minutes of my life, I've spent thirty minutes now banging the door pleading for Crimson to open up and I spent the other thirty minutes doing things that made her lock the door.EARLIER*** I was supposed to work late and finish up all the business for the week but I couldn't focus because Crimson kept ignoring my calls. I was probably worried for nothing, maybe she was just far from her phone or engrossed with the TV. Nonetheless I was still really worried so I decided to round up work early and check up on her. I got home and just dashed towards her room in a hurry, I heard some weird sounds but just couldn't comprehend what they were. "Oh my god!! Charles knock, that's why there's a door" Crimson screamed while struggling to close her laptop. "Okay Crimson first of all I never really knock, secondly I barged in because you didn't pick any of my calls and lastly what the hell are you trying to hide on your laptop?". With that Crimson bounced off the bed and grabbed her laptop placing it behind her back, it was then I finally noticed what she was wearing. She wore a transparent black silky singlet that showed her two cups and hardened nipples, then had a matching lacy panties that looked obviously wet as my tongue. The first thought that came to my mind was that she was probably video chatting a secret boy so I moved to grab the laptop from her hands but she dashed back so fast hitting her back hard to the wall. I took advantage of her position and pinned her down then snatched the laptop only to see a porn website, I looked at her with amusement but she snatched the device again and aimed to rush out. I grabbed her back and pinned her against the wall, I couldn't just let her go not after she had successfully driven me crazy. "I don't watch it I promise, I just tried...." before she could complete her statement I grabbed the laptop and threw it towards the bed, thankfully it landed where I had aimed. I starred down at her again, my member was already at alert knowing that the girl I love and desperately wanted was standing before me half naked and wet as f**k. I immediately captured her lips in a deep kiss when she tried to talk, I felt her struggle against my chest but her sensational strawberry taste kept me from ending the kiss. Instead I pinned her hands above her head and snuck my lips deeper swallowing the moan that threatened to escape her lips, I made use of my free hands and strolled up her tiny waist until I got to her hard nipples, I pinched it softly and heard another satisfying moan escape. I was reaching for her panties when she suddenly started pushing through the restraints my hands created above her head, I reluctantly released her lips so she would breath. "Charles what are you doing, stop it and let me go" she was pushing aggressively now, "Crimson I love you" this was not how I planned on confessing my love but since I had no good plans at all, I guessed doing it wouldn't hurt much. "Charles, what are you...", "You heard me I love you and I have loved you for a very long time now. I cant keep pretending". "Charles you are my brother", "no I'm not". "But you are like a brother to me", "yes 'like' but I'm not related to you by blood or even adoption, i'm just like a brother and I want that to change". With that Crimson let out a loud gasp and pushed me towards the door and I released my weight to make it easier, then she shot it hard. Yes that leads to me knocking for about thirty minutes now.CRIMSON POV I grabbed my laptop and took off my gown so I was left with under wares that gave me full access to every part I might have to touch. . I tried but I couldn't even touch myself but that didn't stop me from feeling horny and wet, well until someone barged in. The sight of Charles terrified me, I thought he had heard the sounds from the videos so I quickly closed my laptop. He said he had called and truly even I didn't know where my phone was anymore, the last time I used it was to call Brenna. I knew I had f**ked up the moment I saw him size what I was putting on, I tried to hide the laptop but it was impossible. "I don't watch it, I promise I just..." I was going to explain to him that I just took Brenna's advice to try it after he saw what I was doing but he grabbed it again and threw it to the bed. I watched as his eyes darkened, at first I thought he was about to scold me but then he suddenly kissed me. I was in a battle with my mouth, mind and hands at that moment. My mind was confused at what was happening but my mouth let him slip in gradually and sent out moans I had no control over while my hands kept pushing against his chest begging for a freedom I knew I didn't want at that moment. His breath was hot and the kiss was passionate yet domineering, I felt his strong hands slip up until his fingers teased my nipples, grazing and pinching my hard buds. I really don't know if it was the porn I had watched or the thing Charles was doing but I felt my wetness escalate as my legs grew more weak. I was lost in another world I never imagined being in until Charles hands travelled to my panties, I knew what would happen next if I didn't try to break free so I resumed my struggles back. "Crimson I love you" I watched in astonishment as he said those words like they held no consequence, I tried to throw some sense into him in case he had lost his but he repeated the same thing. " You heard me I love you and I have loved you for a very long time now, I cant keep pretending" what did he mean by a very long time? I just couldn't bring myself to assimilate his words. I mean he is my brother! well basically according to him he is just like one but not actually my brother. Nevertheless I had known him since I was five and although we were not related, my dad never adopted him and thinking of it now he never even called my dad his own, I still considered him my brother and I just made out with him. How am I supposed to take his sudden love confession? I didn't have an answer to any of it so I did the best thing I knew how to do; I pushed the problem out and shut reality out.CRIMSON POV You know how they always say to 'be careful about what you do for every action will be accompanied by a repercussion' , well that statement is exactly what my life had been all about for a week now. After what happened between Charles and I, its been really awkward around the house. We haven't talked since then, not like I had given us a chance to converse, actually I had taken it upon myself to avoid speaking or making eye contacts with him, in fact avoiding him totally was like a mission I was sure to get praised for how excellently I carried it out. How was I supposed to handle the fact that Charles loved me more than our relationship permits. He had mentioned it before that he was in love with someone but she wasn't aware of it, never would I have thought I would end up being that someone. Dad was supposed to be back already but just as I expected he said his journey would be delayed for three more days so I would have just four days to spend with him since my
CRIMSON POV Never for once did I ever imagine a day like this would come when I would be so eager to get back to school, but here I was standing at the walkway of my house, waiting for my cab to the airport, with my fully loaded luggage I had packed down for days now. When dad returned the tension between Charles and I was still very much present but we took it upon ourselves to make it lack visibility. Luckily enough for us dad suspected nothing and he even gave me little to no university lifestyle coaching lesson like he always did when it was time for me to return. I wasn't sure why the insecurity he always had while sending me off to school was absent but it speared me the sermons and survival hacks so i'm kinda grateful to whatever soothed his overly worried mind. "Crim I am heading to the airport, let me drop you off" there it was again, that voice I desperately tried to avoid, "It's fine I already booked a cab and its prepaid". I would rather run the tracks to the airport
CHARLES POV Yesterday I got a handful of complaints and grumbling from Crimson all night long, despite the tough night I still had to wake up early to prepare for the days work. I planned on managing the vein branch over here, although it's one of the smallest branch of the vein empire allocated to one of my minor investor, I still needed to check it out since I was in town. After checking on business I planned on stopping by the university to check when my lectures would commence. As I was busy heating the breakfast I had just ordered, Crimson walked in. Her formally perfect bun was now a total disaster, she stretched out while yawning and her baggy top gave way for the sunlight to kiss her skinny legs, while her back arched forward making her n*pples stand in ovation. She moved towards the cabinet and grabbed a cup to drink water while swaying her head left and right like there was some music box inbuilt in her brain. She only realized my presence when I made way to turn off t
CHARLES POV I rushed back home after concluding all the unnecessary procedures that they deemed important. I had to ring the bell twice again before Crimson came to open it and this time around she made me spell my name before unlocking it, I should never had preached about door safety to her yesterday now she's punishing me for my consideration and sincere concern. The parlour smelt like cake and I knew why immediately I spotted Crimsons messed up apron. "What are you doing?", "cup cakes, I'm going to a party today, its a resumption party" she replied while rubbing her hands eagerly, admiring her work. " why would you take cupcakes to a school party, what are you?, three years old." her expression suddenly changed and she took a minute to think of my point. "who was the guy I saw you with at school?" her head immediately snapped up when I asked her, "it's none of your business and are you really serious about the university job?. " I mean who even employed you?" of course it
We arrived at the party and it was at that moment of entry I realized I fucked up. I should never had agreed to attended a party with a discreet location Brenna knows about, the fact that Lucas was the one giving out invitation should have even been my red flag. "Now look what I've got myself into" I said silently as I watched half baked youth walk around half naked with stripped versions of cloths and alcohols splattered over their bodies like sweat. The party was actually at an abandoned tunnel or better still a hideout, right below a functioning train station. To make things worst we had to run through the tracks before the next train smashed us smoothly like cheese. It was just like a club house but the fear of death or police raid was what replaced the fun I was meant to have. "You made it, you look cute" I heard Lucas say as he screamed over the loud music, "I made it here but I cant say the same about making it out" if only he knew how eager I was to sneak out of here in on
CRIMSON POV The day was really an awkward one filled with provocative encounters. In as much as I never want to relive the day, I still couldn't help but rewind the scenes of the day as I tossed around on the bed. I expected the day to start off normally just like it always did in the years past but the fact that I had attended the resumption party and gained some unwanted attention was limitation enough to my expectations. Just as I feared I got deadly stares as I tried my possible best to hasten through the walkways and into any random closet of solitude I could find. I mean for the first time in my four years of study at university I was fortunate enough or would I rather say unfortunate enough to have a conversation with a total stranger by the walk way. The girl just walked up to me and I thought myself lucky to get a 'Hi' from a random hot chick but those thoughts lasted up until she asked what my relationship was with Lucas, it was at that moment I wished teleportation was a
AUTHOR'S POV *********One month later******* As time passed by Crimson came to cope with the presence of Charles while Charles on the other hand was not ready to settle for Crimsons refusal to accept his proposed love. The classes had been going extremely well for all the female students except for Crimson of course. Just as expected every girl wanted so desperately to be noticed by Charles, even some of the guys had plans to change his sexuality. Life could have been exciting for him if only Crimson was part of the drooling multitude interested in him. As for Crimson she wanted nothing more than to end the year as fast as possible. It was torture enough for her to see girls flaunt themselves all over Charles but the fact that she was not ready to acknowledge her jealousy and the reason for it, made the torture even more severe. CHARLES POV It was finally another day away from school and heaven alone knew how grateful I was for such days. When I considered lecturing I put aside
CRIMSON POV After questioning the scars I saw on Charles body I was left with all the food I saw earlier on the kitchen cabinet and two days of total solitude. Charles left without giving me an answer as to where he got the scars from, he's been gone for two days now. Although he called to give a flimsy excuse for staying out, I knew for a fact that he was trying every means possible to avoid answering to my inquisitive mind. I thought his absence would give me a sense of comfort and a soothing peace from the silence but the solitude gave me little to no joy. I felt bored even though we rarely even spoke and making breakfast on my own made me realize how much help he's being. In just two days I realized how much importance his presence was and I could be angry at him or even ask for distance but I would never be able to bare it if he were to ever disappear again. I had to rush to school for an emergency lecture, to everyone else it was just another lecture but I didn't know about
CRIMSON POV Dale Carnegie once said "Success is getting what you want. Happiness is wanting what you get." I had always been successful in most aspect of my life that I have gotten used to the feeling of success. Academic excellence was never an issue for me, I never lacked financially thanks to my every working dad and as much as I would love to play the pity party with a broken family card, I won't, cause love was never lacking in my scattered home. However if I were to recount the happiest memories of my life it won't be about the plenty success I had attained. The day I stood in my purple dress walking elegantly through the aisle would top the list of my happy chart. It wasn't something I anticipated or believed would happen, but it eventually happened and I couldn't be happier. It was the day Brenna was getting married and I got to be her bridesmaid, it was one of the happiest days of my life. I had always imagined alot of impossibilities just for the fun of it and
CRIMSON'S POV It had been a week since I got back home, it was a week filled with a rollercoaster of emotions. I kind of mended things with my dad but I still had to give him a little cold shoulder so that he realizes that I can't be easily swayed into leaving Charles for the baggy sweaters and candies he bought. Although it would have been a possibility if he added icecream to his purchase. The things I would do for that worthy brain freeze. Charles had not returned home so I was worried and pondering on whether his delayed return was because of my father or his work, and there was also the possibility that he no longer finds our relationship worth fighting for. I was still wallowing away time, thinking of the hurdles I needed to overcome. I hadn't even spared thoughts to the troubles awaiting me at school. That was another issue I had to worry about so I allocated nightime to worry about that. My schedule was filled up with moments to worry about how fucked up my life w
CHARLES POV My hands were covered in blisters as I continued to punch him, the poor thing took a million blows before he got a chance to give one. After I was done I packed the bruised bodies of his minions and placed them in the trunk of my car while I put Louen at the back seat and made sure to strap him properly. He was once my friend after all. Nonetheless being my friend at some point in time didn't give him the right to play stunts that would hurt Crimson. So yeah I had to beat him up and then give him a brotherly hug. After my private investigator sent Louen's name with sufficient proofs that he took the pictures on that night at the school trip, I wasn't surprised not even a little. As much of a bad boy or gangster he would love to consider himself, there were still lots of moments he displayed his true dump, naive child personality. If he truly held me responsible for his dad's death he wouldn't take such pitiful methods to hurt me, he would kill me outrightly. He
CHARLES POV I had invited Mr Bold over to have a conversation over a cup of coffee. He first rejected the offer but later texted that he would rather talk over a beer instead. We both knew he came for less conversations and more blows, who wouldn't grab on the opportunity to beat up a guy at a dark crowded bar. After he arrived, I spent the next five minutes apologizing while he went on and on about how inconsiderate and unreasonable I apparently was. I took a minute to explain to him that my sorry was for endangering Crimson not for being in love with her and as you may have guessed, I ended up spending the next five minutes recieving blows. After anger had been vented and bruises had been administered, we finally got a chance to talk. He of course asked how long we had been together and I most definitely wasn't going to tell him we started hooking up while he was in Africa. So I just told the truth, I said we were officially together few minutes before he pounced in. I
CRIMSON POVThe week was a rollercoaster of trouble, I had never had to go through so much disturbance in just a week. I was hoping the Lucas issue self settled itself since I skipped the revision week and even failed to tutor him and thankfully it was already half gone. I had exams to write but heaven knows I didn't get a chance to read nothing, so the plan was to say a prayer and await the miracle. All week I was worried, confused and utterly shocked. I know that's a whole lot of different emotions but trust me they all came crashing in, one by one. I was worried about Charles. After the clash he had with my dad he didn't come back. I would love to call it a stand off or a fight but honestly it was more of a beat up. I called him and he said he was staying at the hotel for awhile but awhile sounded like forever cause my dad was going nowhere. When my dad said Charles was fucking me and that I was naive, it made our relationship look like an assault case. He was being i
CRIMSON POVI was taken like an hostage but returned like a princess. The chauffer pulled up right at the front of my house an honestly I couldn't fathom the confidence Louen had. I called Charles immediately I got into the house, I was itching to call him on the way but I couldn't risk having the driver hear our conversation. It was clear that kidnapping me was just a medium to get to Charles. However I couldn't understand what must have gone wrong between Charles and Louen to have him do such a thing. I was hoping it was just a prank, call me stupid but that hope what was kept me from going crazy and rushing to the cops. Thank God I didn't. Charles came back after receiving my call and all he said when I told him I was back home was 'okay'. A really weak okay. He got back after twenty-seven minutes, thirty-two seconds. Yes I was counting, like a hawk I kept watching the door until the door knobs finally twisted. He looked furious and sweaty like he went for a run. His eye
CRIMSON'S POV "Charles help me, someone is following me. I am near the bus........" I couldn't finish my statement as my phone was grabbed out of my hand weakened with the effect of chloroform placed over my face. I did say the day was terrible with all the Lucas drama, but little did I know that scary was awaiting my presence at the later hours. I had just left school feeling a little relaxed that Charles was not around to witness the unfortunate drama going on at school. I was going to grab a cab home but I decided to rather take a little stroll till I get to the bus stop at a further distance. I needed to clear my head and nothing works better than a peaceful stroll with a sadist playlist activated and starring at random things. I felt like someone was following me, there's this tingling feeling you get when eyes are on you. I couldn't dare brush the feelings off, not after the tormented walk I had through the hallways at school. I took unnecessary corners hoping that
CRIMSON POVIt was a tough week to survive through. It was a week to my exam the same week happened to be the week I foolishly agreed to tutor Lucas whom Charles have now warned me to stay away from. It also happened to be the week I became visible as a public figure with no beautiful brand name.Just as I was still thinking of the fucked up week on my plate, Brenna popped up to rub salt on my wounds again. “Babes you’ve got some girls wishing they were you and others hoping to get a chance to ambush you in the bathroom” she sat beside me pinching and teasing me all excited about all that bothers me. Actually I had walked into school just like every other day, passing Charles office while reminiscing memories I shouldn’t, acting all invisible with my comfy cloths on and sticking to my sober playlist to keep the mood going. Just like every other day, I thought it would be the same but as I walked through the hallway I felt eyes on me, loud whispers I fearfully blocked out with my
So it was finally the weekend and I was supposed to meet up with Brenna for some study time but she choose Kendrick over me once again. I was seriously getting jealous.So much for supporting a healthy relationship.Since there wasn’t much to do apart from studying of course. I laid in my bed, threw the red blanket over myself and started reliving the scene yet again.Yes you guessed right. I’m talking about the shower scene.So it was a Wednesday and we had been defending our projects all week long. Charles was in school to listen to our defense.He had taught us literarily nothing. The hotel practical lesson we had was nothing more than a vacation away from school.I guess that was the fun of tourism after all.Although he had given us no lessons he still did well to make sure the supervisor took the lesson while we went sight seeing. So thankfully we had something to write on the project.It wasn’t much but no one was complaining. Not even miss Sandra. There was something about