Celestine's POV.It's happening. What I was scared of happening if I told Lorenzo about the baby is unfolding right in front of my very eyes.Lorenzo doesn't want me anymore. He's leaving me. "So what if we don't get the trust fund? So what if he tells my mother about us?" I'm starting to get angry. Back at the beach house, Lorenzo was the one who kept bringing up the idea of us leaving everything behind and eloping. So, why is he saying this now? "You said you would choose me over the trust fund," I remind him of the words he said to me when I first came here.He grabs his hair. "And I still would.""So, what's the problem? Why do you want to end us?" Why should we end this if he doesn't care about the trust fund and I don't give a damn about my mother finding out?"Because-" He pulls harder on his hair. "Because it's not enough. I'm not enough," he whispers. How did we get here? How did we go from talking about my miscarriage to Lorenzo standing in front of me and telling me that
Next day.Celestine's POVI'm seated in the car with Lorenzo. The duffel bag I brought along with me is shoved into the back seat. We are headed to the airport right now. My three days with Lorenzo are over and now we have to go back to reality and our classes which we have been blowing off.Ugh! I so don't want to go back to that school."What's with that heavy sigh?" Lorenzo glances sideways at me then looks back at the road."I don't want to go back," I grumble, folding my arms and putting a frown on my face. He chuckles. One hand comes off the steering wheel and he interlocks our fingers together. "I don't want you to go too, but you have to. So put on your big girl pants and stop being a big baby about it." I reach over and twist his nipple since he's been an ass."Ouch." He lets go of my hand to rub his bruised nipple. "What brought that on?""You were an ass," I say with a shoulder shrug and fold my hands across my chest in case he's thinking of retaliating.He doesn't retali
Celestine's POV"I love you." I hug him tightly, squeezing his shirt in my hands."I love you too." ***Again, Lorenzo is the first person to pull away. "Come on." He pushes me back by my shoulders. "You'll miss your flight if you don't leave now."Would that be so bad?"Ok." I finally let go of him, stretching up to give him one last kiss which I try to prolong but Lorenzo wasn't having that."Go." He pushes me and smacks me on my butt.Why would he do that in public?!A quick look around tells me that no one saw that. Everyone is thankfully too busy with their own lives to even glance in our direction."Leave now or the next one is going to be harder," he whispers into my ear, making the hair on my neck rise from his breath fanning on them.Is he trying to make me go or is he persuading me to stay put where I am? Threatening me in that tone was only making me lean toward the latter."For the love of God, just go already before you miss your fucking flight," he says exasperatedly.I
Three weeks later.Celestine's POV I fall into the couch with a heavy sigh of relief. It's the last day of exams and I can't even begin to express how happy I am. "I hate school," Eve grumbles beside me on the couch, throwing her bag across the room. "Aren't your glasses in there?" I ask, looking at the bag that smashed against the wall and is now laying in a heap on the floor. Eve is short-sighted and uses medicated glasses. The kind that are very expensive. "Fuck!" Eve rushes over to the bag, going on her knees as she opens it and shoves her hands inside to look for her glasses. She finds it and flips the case open. "It isn't broken." She sighs and holds the glasses to her chest and she walks back to the couch. "I should really invest in some contact lenses." "When are you going back home?" I drop my bag on the floor gently unlike Eve."Next week," she answers, stretching her legs out on the table in front of us and resting her head on my shoulder. "Have you called Lorenzo toda
Five days laterCelestine's POVToday is D-day. I'm going back to the mansions today. I'll finally see Lorenzo again. I can't fucking wait!Lorenzo went back home two days ago. We decided that he goes back before I do. That way Cade won't think that we're still communicating.At five in the morning, my bags are packed and shoved into the back of the cab that's taking me to the airport.I say goodbye to Eve who's staying behind for two more days before she goes over to her mom's place where she will be staying for the holiday.By seven, I'm seated in the plane with my headphones over my ears, gazing out the window as I fly back home.Two hours later, I'm getting off the plane with my luggage and catching a cab back to the mansion. I feel so giddy. I'm not even jet lagged from the flight.The car stops in the driveway and I open the door, get down from the car and open the truck to get my luggage. Then I roll my luggage on the brick ground towards the house.I open the front door and I'
Celestine's POVI close the door to my room and head on down, climbing down the flight of stairs again. Seriously, something needs to be done about these damn stairs.There are two things I notice as I walk into the dining room. First, I'm the last person to come down because everyone else is sitting in their respective seat. The second one is that Lorenzo will always look good no matter what he's doing. Because, why does this boy look like a supermodel even as he shoves pancakes into his mouth?While walking over to them, I try to take in my fill of Lorenzo. From his tousled hair flying in all directions to the tight black t-shirt across his chest that shows his bulging bicep.I mumble a quick apology to my mom and Cade for being late as I take the seat beside Lorenzo, the only empty one left.Lorenzo pays me no mind and my heart sinks even though I know this is all for show so Cade doesn't suspect us. It still hurts that I can't throw my hands around him and hug him as tightly as I
Lorenzo's POVGod. I hate my dad so fucking much. Why does he keep doing this? Why won't he just let me live my life the way I want to? Does he have to control my every move? My life is not a fucking chessboard game.I'm drawing right now. It's the only thing that calms me down. The problem now is that even drawing isn't working for me. I'm agitated and wound up tight. Groaning out loud, I throw my sketchbook onto the table and lean back on the chair that I'm sitting on, thinking of what to do to take my mind off the conversation I just had with my dad.Sighing, I stand up from the chair and head downstairs to go get myself a glass of water. I go straight for the fridge, deciding on chugging down a beer instead of a glass of water. Water isn't going to cut it. I need some alcohol in my system. I leave the kitchen with the beer in my hand to head back to my room.Just as I'm about to start climbing up the stairs, Lora starts heading down. We meet halfway. "Lorenzo, I'm off to work,"
Lorenzo's POVCelestine jerks as I suck her clit into my mouth. Her moans get louder and her fist in my hair tightens. Becoming bald is starting to become a possibility with how much she keeps grabbing my hair. I don't mind it though. For her, I wouldn't mind being bald. As long as she still loves me.Good Lord. Even my thoughts sound cheesy. I'm so down bad for this girl.I slide my tongue into her, curling it and sucking hard on her clit. Celestine falls apart on my tongue. She uses her grip on my hair to press my face into her pussy as she rocks her hip up. Her screams bounce off the four corners of the room.I keep on sucking and fucking her pussy with my tongue as she gets down from her high. I move away once her movements have slowed down to slight jerkings.Standing up from the bed, I grab her skirt and drag it down her legs, dropping it on the floor then I drag my sweatpant down my legs as well and kick it off.Celestine watches me with a hungry look on her face as I reach int