Celestine's POV It's so loud. The restaurant housing probably up to fifty people has people milling around the room, chatting and sipping champagne.My mom and Cade are probably off somewhere, entertaining their guests. I mean, it's their engagement party. It has been ongoing for two hours now.I'm so ready to go back home and call it a day. I play around with the food on my plate, answering any question directed to me with a smile or a simple answer and praying for three hours to be up already.My phone vibrates and I ruffle through my bag for a while before I find it. It's a message.Lorenzo: I just want to bend you over that table and fuck you in that little black dress.I choke on the pie in my mouth, hurriedly taking the glass of water beside my plate and downing it. Fuck you, Lorenzo.Where is he even at? I haven't seen him since we stepped into this restaurant. My gaze run through every corner of the room just to come back empty-handed.Another vibration comes from my phone
Celestine's POV "I guess it's just me and you sweetie. Alone in the car. Alone in the house." He opens the door to the driver's side but doesn't get in, instead he folds his arms on top of the hood of the car. "The endless possibilities."Ignoring him, I open the door to the passenger seat and duck down, sliding in and fastening my seat belt. "Just drive," I say, folding my arms over my chest.The drive back is smooth and quiet. Surprisingly, Lorenzo keeps his hands to himself, his eyes fixed on the road ahead and his right hand clutching onto the breaks as he shifts gears. Then we get to a red light and he stops the car.I'm gazing out the window when I feel his hand trailing up my dress. I try to ignore it but it keeps going higher and higher."Stop that." I smack his hand but that just makes him grip my thigh harder. He isn't even focusing on the traffic light, all his attention is fixed on me."Live a little Celestine," he says and his hand trails higher up my thigh, his fingerti
Celestine's POVAs soon as that door shuts behind us, he slants his lips over mine.The kiss is slow and sensual, a marvel, considering the way we both bolted out of the car like our ass was on fire. Each pass of his lips sends a new wave of arousal coursing through me. I don't think my panties can be salvaged. Lorenzo pulls away and rests his head on mine, his eyes dark with lust as they gaze into mine."God, I love your lips." He traces said lips with a finger then he slides it in. "Suck."I'm not even surprised by the fact that I do just that. The power Lorenzo has over me has ceased to amaze me. I wrap my tongue around that finger, my lips moving up and down on it and wetting it with saliva.Once he's satisfied, he slides that finger out, and once again, his lips are over mine. He tilts his head, deepening the kiss then he sweeps his tongue deep into my mouth. I moan into the kiss as he sucks on my tongue. His head falls to my neck where he leaves kisses and hickeys. I'm too gone
Celestine's POVDear God. Has it always been like this? His cock feels so good inside of me. Too good, in fact. Fuck! "We aren't using a condom!" "Oh shit," Lorenzo pulls out of me, his cock pressed between our stomachs. "How the hell did I forget that?" Then he hisses and starts walking in the direction of the stairs."Put me down. I can walk," I protest."And I can carry you," he retorts. With one hand holding onto the railing and the other wrapped around my waist, Lorenzo takes us to his room.On getting to his room, he lets me down on the floor and heads to his drawer to retrieve a condom then he's back in front of me. He throws the condom on the bed."Let's get you out of those torn clothes," Lorenzo suggests alt together we peel my ripped dress off my body then our hands are tearing at Lorenzo's clothes. Taking Lorenzo's hand, I lead him to the bed and he follows without any protest.Picking up the condom, I tear off the top with my teeth then take out the condom and throw th
Celestine's POV I'm meeting Eve at a restaurant for our date and as soon as I walk in, I spot her. Her platinum blond hair can easily be spotted in any crowd. She is sitting at a window seat overlooking the busy street of New York.As if sensing my presence, she raises her head from her mobile phone to look at the entrance where she sees me standing, with tears in my eyes, one blink and they will be rolling down my cheeks. I have missed her so much. Yes, I know I'm being dramatic."Celestine," she screeches out, her chair squeaking against the floor as she bolts up and draws looks from the other inhabitants of the coffee shop but Eve being Eve doesn't pay them any mind.She runs to me and grabs me into a bone-crushing hug. Do we stay like that for a minute? 5 minutes? An hour? I have no idea. Finally pulling away from each other she drags me by the arm to the window seat."I missed you," I say as soon as we're both seated, dropping my bag onto the table. Jane stretches her hands acr
Lorenzo's POVCelestine has gone back to avoiding me. Our situation is starting to look like a loop that never ends. Sex. Avoid Lorenzo. Sex. Avoid Lorenzo. The same things over and over again and frankly, I believe it has run its course.Our parents are out and from the smell drifting in the air, I know Celestine is in the kitchen.Walking down the stairs, I round the corner into the kitchen and see Celestine standing over the stove, stirring some scrambled eggs. With her goddamn shorts and tank top."Morning," I call out, heading over to the fridge to get a glass of water.It takes some time before Celestine answers me and when the does, her voice is monotone and lacks any emotions. "Morning." It's hard to believe that my cock was inside of her just two days ago.I take my glass of water to the kitchen counter, pull out a chair and take a seat. Sipping from the glass, my gaze drills into the back of Celestine's head as I wonder what caused her change in character. As far as am conce
Lorenzo's POV.Uhhh! I'm such an idiot. 'Come up when you've made up your mind. Or don't.' What the fuck was I thinking when I said that? It's been fifteen minutes now and it looks like Celestine chose the latter of the two options I gave to her.And frankly, that's on me. I should have tried harder to convince her, not push her away. No, no. I did the right thing by walking away. I'm not a puppet and that girl can't keep pulling my strings in whichever way she desires. That ends today. And if our relationship or whatever we had going on ends with it too, then so be it.It's been twenty minutes now and Celestine still hasn't made an appearance yet. To be honest, I had already given up in the first five minutes, the rest fifteen minutes were just me deceiving myself. But am done waiting. She isn't coming and I can't fault her for choosing the less messy option.Getting up from my sprawled-out position on the bed, I reach behind me and drag my white t-shirt off my body then undo the
Celestine's POV "How is this supposed to make you forgive me?" I ask as Lorenzo places the velvet handkerchief over my eyes and binds it behind my head with two loose knots. My vision goes black and my other senses heighten, like how Lorenzo's presence behind me overwhelms me even without him touching a part of my body. "You ask a lot of questions. Don't make me gag you." Gag me? "You wouldn't dare." That remark earns me a spank on my ass. I yelp. Ouch, that stings. "Place your hands behind your back." I obey, this time without uttering a word and Lorenzo rounds a tie around my wrists twice before tying a knot. Lorenzo guides me, his hands on the small of my back then he bends me over. No warning. No explaining. I gasp at how much it feels like falling, my chest meet a flat surface, probably a table or his drawers. I squirm, feeling self-conscious about how exposed I am; naked with my hip held up by the furniture for Lorenzo to do whatsoever he wants with me. My instincts have
Five years later.Lorenzo's POV"Daddy!" A tiny voice squeals and that's all the warning I get before I feel tiny hands grabbing at my trouser and tugging on them. "I missed you."I look down at my daughter's smile which is missing two front teeth, and pick her up, holding her on my hip. "Where is Mommy?" I ask, kissing her on her forehead."She's in the kitchen with Lucenzo," she answers, wrapping her arms around my neck and resting her head on my shoulder.I drop my car key into the bowl by the door and walk into the kitchen to see Celestine mixing a salad in a bowl. Lucenzo is seated on the countertop and dipping his hand into the bowl, stealing some of the vegetables and shoving them into his mouth. The whole scene gives off Deja Vu vibes. I'm reminded of the time that Celestine kept stealing carrots off the chopping board as I tried to make dinner."Daddy's home," my sweet little princess announces for me and two sets of blue eyes lift from the bowl and turn to face us.Lucenzo
One year later.Lorenzo's POVI'm scared of Celestine. Rather I'm scared of what she has become.It doesn't take much to tick her and make her go off. Last night, she started crying because she said I'm always hauling the covers all to myself. She didn't stop even after I gave up the whole thing to her.But this will all be over soon because her due date is two days from today. Then the baby inside of her will be out and Celestine will become my sweet little girl again. The one that doesn't snap at me because she says she hates the way my footsteps sound. They weren't even that loud!"Lorenzo, I'm sorry I snapped at you earlier," Celestine says from where she's nested under my hand as we watch the vampire diaries series."It's ok. You didn't mean to." I reach down and rub her stomach bump that peeks out of the shirt she wore. Despite Celestine's grumpy nature, I have to admit that pregnancy looks good on her, and seeing her waddle around the house with a baby bump has been the reason
A year later.Lorenzo's POV I press Celestine's face into the bed as I slide deeper into her ass hole."Lorenzo," she moans, trying to pull away from me but my hand on her waist holds her back.I slide my hand from her stomach down her body and push the dildo deeper into her pussy."Oh, God." She fists the covers and pushes her ass back.Sliding out of her asshole until only the tip of my dick is left inside, I look down at her and nearly come as I see both her holes squeezing around the dildo and my cock. "Fuck," I whisper, my breath caught in my throat. "You look so beautiful right now with both your holes filled.I'm definitely going to be drawing this image later.Focusing back on the tasks at hand, mainly on how to make Celestine accept my proposal.I fist her hair and pull her back until her back is pressed against my chest with only our knees on the bed. "So is your answer still no?" I whisper the question into her ear."It's a waste of money, Lorenzo." She rushes out, her wor
Five years laterLorenzo's POV I'm not going to lie and say that these past few years weren't the hardest years of my life. There were. And there were times when I felt like giving up and calling it quit. Times when I felt like going back and groveling at my father's feet for his forgiveness. But anytime I felt that way, all I just had to do was look beside me and stare at Celestine, and wonder if I'm willing to give her away.The answer was always no. Every single time.Now, I'm glad as fuck that I didn't give up. Because I wouldn't be here if I did. I would have been locked away in an office, running a company I didn't want.“This is insane.” Celestine spins around the gallery, her hands stretched out. She bumps into a lady passing and I can't help but chuckle as she mumbles an apology and walks back to me. “I can’t believe this." She looks around. "I’m seeing your work on the wall, in a real show.” She beams at me. "I'm so proud of you."I'm proud of us. Celestine finished her s
Celestine's POV I slip back into the house and immediately head for the stairs. Making sure my footsteps are light, I rush into my room and move to my wardrobe, throwing the doors open. I reach for a suitcase, the biggest one I can find, and throw it onto my bed.Opening it, I start throwing clothes inside. I'm not even looking at what I'm putting into it. I'm just shoving whatever I can grab into it. Next, I head into the bathroom, putting all my toiletries into a small bag which is then shoved into the suitcase. I open my drawer and reach for some cash I had in there. We'll definitely be needing it.Just as I'm about to close the drawer, something sparkling catches my eyes. It's the ring. The ring Lorenzo gave to me. I had shoved it into this drawer as soon as I got back home. I couldn't let his father or my mom see me wearing it so I kept it locked away. Not anymore.Reaching for the ring, I tilt it to the light to see the engravement that has taken over my heart, 'allow me to te
Celestine's POV Tiptoeing down the stairs, I glance behind me to see if I have been compromised.I'm still in the clear. None of the parents heard me leaving my room. I slip out the front door, close it softly behind me, and run out of the property.Frantically, I spin around in a circle, looking for Lorenzo. I can't find him, and just as the tears start welling up in my eyes again, I see a figure hidden in the shadows away from the streetlights.Squeezing my eyes, I try to make out the figure as the person inches closer. It's Lorenzo. I would recognize those shoulders anywhere.Running towards the figure, I wrap my hand around him. "I missed you." I press my face into his chest, inhaling his scent to try and calm my racing heart.Lorenzo's hands also wrap around me. "I missed you too," he whispers into my hair. "I'm sorry I got us caught. Has he told your Mother?""I don't think so. And it wasn't your fault that we got caught. Don't blame yourself." We were both kissing each other.
Celestine POV"You didn't do it for me." Lorenzo lets go of my hand and walks forward. "And you're wrong about me being over her. I didn't forget about her. She's still all I can think about because that girl that you texted was Celestine."It's like a ball has been dropped on the court. The drop of a pin could be heard in this deafening silence. Cade breaks it by speaking. "Celestine was that girl? How's that even possible? Coincidences like that don't happen.""It's possible because you didn't even think to check out who the girl was. You were so fixated on ruining my life that you didn't even bother to look at the picture of her." Lorenzo is visibly shaking and his hands are clenched into tight fists.Cade rolls his eyes heavenwards. "What are you talking about? Ruined your life?" He scoffs. "I sent her a little text message that wasn't even up to three lines. I don't see how that ruined your life."I can't believe I'm hearing this. He has no remorse for what he did. He doesn't se
Celestine's POV"What the hell is going on here?!" A loud thunderous voice booms from behind us.Lorenzo quickly moves away from me but it's already too late because Cade is standing at the entrance of the kitchen with his face a shade of bright red. He had seen everything.He wasn't supposed to be home at this time. What is he doing here?"Did you two think you could fool me?" He drops his suitcase to the floor and walks over to where we are, standing in front of us. "Do you think I'm an idiot? I knew you two would try to go behind my back but I held out hope thinking that you would both do the sensible thing." He scoffs. "At the end of the day, you're just two idiots ready to throw away their future. And for what? Sex!" His face is a shade darker now and spit flies out with his words."Watch your tongue. Don't talk to Celestine in that manner." Lorenzo stands in front of me, shielding me from Cade's harsh words. I try to pull him back away to his previous position beside me but he s
Celestine's POV My phone rings. I pick it up and look at the caller ID. It's Eve.Answering the call, I place it against my ear. "Hello," Eve says as a way of greeting."Hey," I answer, getting comfortable on the bed with a pillow under my arm. It's been three days since I came home. Meaning Eve should have gone home now. "Are you back home?""Yeah. Got here yesterday." A heavy sigh. "I don't know why I'm made to come here every year. She's never home."I rise a bit, sitting up straighter. "Have you seen her since you got back?" I know the answer to that question but I ask anyways."No, I haven't." Another heavy sigh. "Can't wait for when I'm done with school and don't need to be coming here again.""You want to hang out?" I offer. I don't mind going out to cheer her up."Nah, I'm good." I hear footsteps on hardwood, kind of like she's moving. "Enough about me. How are you two holding up there? Do you think his dad suspects something is going on?" The sound of a fridge opening flows