SAN FRANSISCO - KLEIN'S MANSIONCharvie's body trembled, her eyebrows furrowed, and her eyes squeezed shut as she tossed and turned in bed. "Alle... fucking let me get into the hospital!" Charvie panted out of her nightmare, her heart racing like a wild animal. The bed sheets beneath her drenched with sweat.As she slowly got herself back, she reminded herself it was just a dream. Yet, the memory of it lingered, haunting her. Why must she have this crazy nightmare every night?With a deep breath, Charvie threw off the covers and swung her legs over the side of the bed. Her long blonde hair cascaded down her back like a golden waterfall, and her porcelain skin seemed almost ethereal in the dim light. She stood at five feet five inches, her slender figure moving with grace as she made her way to the washroom.As she gets into the washroom, she stood in front of a large mirror, pulling down her bathrobe, staring at her body, which she blamed herself for later on, as her regrets from five
"I can't!" No matter what, she had promised never to take this off, or she would be revealing her identity, putting her family in danger."The pleasure is all mine." he began walking towards her, everything about him, was damn to suffocating.She began moving backwards on the bed, like a kitten who was running from her biggest predator.Even with the way she tried getting away, he caught up to her, pinning her hands to the headboard "Take it off, like the sweetheart that you are, and I might intend sparing you."She shifted her face away from him "I fvcking need help." She said, hoping her mom would hear her, but hearing a light chuckle from the man, who had pinned her to the headboard, she doubted it."Here." He held out her earpiece, before throwing it across the room. Having used his large palm to pin her hands to the headboard, he brought his hand to her mask, about to loosen the rope, when she did the unexpected.She abruptly wrapped her legs around his waist, pushing him to her,
SAN FRANSISCO INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT - 2 DAYS TO THE WEDDING.As she glided through the airport doors, a collective gasp echoed through the bustling terminal. Heads turned, eyes widened, and jaws dropped in unison.Her raven hair fell to her lower back like a beautiful waterfall, with slight strands, falling down her heart-shaped face. Her porcelain skin looking smooth and unblemished, seemed almost ethereal in the fluorescent lighting. Her lips were painted in a deep crimson red, her face looking like she was aware of the commotion she was causing 'That was what she loved...beauty causing commotion.'Her slender figure, draped in a tailored, ivory coat, exuded classic sophistication. The fitted garment accentuated her curves, showcasing a silhouette that seemed chiselled from the pages of a 1950s fashion magazine. A delicate silver necklace graced her neck, drawing attention to her graceful collarbone.As she moved through the crowd, her stiletto heels clicked on the polished floor, l
Charvie stood in the doorway, her eyes fixed on the two people she thought she knew. Her sister and Bryan, the ones she trusted, the ones she loved. They were entwined in each other's arms, their faces initially frozen in guilt.For a moment, they just stared at her, their eyes wide with remorse. Her sister's eyes dropped, and Bryan's face twitched as if they both knew they'd been caught red-handed.But then, something shifted. Her sister's gaze rose, and her eyes narrowed. Bryan's face hardened, his jaw clenched."What are you looking at?" her sister sneered, her voice dripping with disdain, as she snuggled deeper into Bryan's chest, who accepted her gesture, without remorse, curling his hand around her waist, in their nude posture."Baby, can she be as sweet as I, who remembered your birthday and gave you what she can't give you?" Isabella pouted, pushing her hand into Bryan's thick locks, and combing it back.Bryan kissed Isabella on her forehead, his gaze hardened, before it moved
A resounding slap from nowhere colided with Charvie's cheek, her head swaying to the left side with the force.A slight smirk formed on Isa's lips, but for a minute, Bryan's face held a look of real concern "she thought she is smart." Isabella's sneakily curled her hand around Bryan's waist, even though she knew her parents where not far, watching the scene unraveling between Elder Mrs. Hayes, and Charvie.Charvie tried forcing her hands away from the maids holding her back, as she threw a death glare at Grandma Hayes, who was shocked, at the lady's new behavior, but swallowed it instantly because of pride."That eyes..." Grandma Hayes scoffed "you wouldn't be the first stubborn in law I have dealt with, maids!!" She called out to the other three maids who stood behind her "get me the whips!!" She commanded, her voice sending shudder to everyone's spine except Charvie."Grandmother, aren't you taking things to far?" Bryan was forced to ask, getting a pinch from Isa, and a glare from h
Few seconds later, the maids ran back with a tensed look "The young miss has escaped." The maids kneel cap weakened, as they fell on their kneels in union.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"I will tell you to stop when you need to, just fvcking drive." Charvie yelled in the taxi she had entered like a crazy woman, her behavior and her looks, scaring the driver.A lady in a revealing night robe running like she was being chased at night.Charvie pulled off her ear rings, and other metal stuffs on her, including the metal waist chain around her waist, throwing it out of the car window, her hair in a mess, making her look rogue.In the next minute, the car stopped in front of a beautiful manor, in one look you will imagine the owner to be a rich and fashionable person.She pays the driver with her slippers, which was gifted to her by Alberta, Bryan's mother, and she knew what fortune it will cost. The driver was confused, but couldn't stop her as she ran out of the car into the small
A masculine figure stood under a shower, his veiny rough hand combing through his silky black hair, with his eyes closed, enjoying the way the water ran down his body, the serene feeling reminding him of one blissful night, he couldn't hold back the beast in him.A playful smile danced on his, as the image of how she had drag, clawed and buried her nails deep in his back and his hair, moaning how she wanted him to stop and not to played in his head "Weird human" Cruz said, biting his lips, as he stared down at his hard-on, before walking out of the shower, grabbing a towel.The toxic questions brewing in the back of his mind, was yet to be answered 'What connection does this woman has to his existence? Why does he have her face on his arms? Had he just guessed her face back then? Why does he get agitated by other women, but seeing her that night, he never felt a ounce of agitation, or the need to be cold, instead desires he couldn't control took over him.' About to get his robe from t
Her hands covered the back of his hand, trying to stop his hand from going further, as the feelings of that past night began rushing back "Don't you dare touch me in such lewd manner....I have a fiance." Her voice came out cold, still not answering his earlier question.Cruz's gaze moved to her hand, and he saw a ring on her finger, his hand caressed the ring "As he fvcked you?" His voice came out hoarse, and insanely cold but low, sending shivers down her spine.'What sought of question is that?' her brow creased in anger "And why do you want to know about my personal life?""Because you have been invading my personal space, and now you can't hold me back from invading your personal life....Has he fvcked you?" His calm voice doing things to her.The knock which had silenced for five minutes, turned into a different sound later, as if heavy hammers were being hit on the door 'where they going to break in?' Cruz gaze still didn't leave her, behaving as if he didn't have an idea, the d
“What the..?“ Cruz woke up to find tiny legs wrapped around his neck, his wife was gone, and the bed was ruffled beside him.He sits up to find Charvie's cousin in their bed, who isn't sleeping and is staring at him with wide eyes before Cruz watches him burst into a chuckle. “You look so much like Mr. Bean. I told Mom I was talented, but no one listened.“ He grinned, showing off his not-fully-grown teeth, and Cruz frowned.He expected to find his Charvie next to him, not some kid he had picked last night when he was asleep. “Hey.“ He looks up to find Charlie at the doorway; she wears a fitting jean and a body hug top with the curves of her boobs evident.“uh…did you?“ She suddenly faced the little boy with a shock-filled expression in her eyes.“He looks cute doesn't he Vie?“ Cruz jerks up from the bed as he makes his way to the large mirror in the room.Charvie lets out a sigh of frustration watching Cruz frown into the mirror. Winston had used her foundation, mascara, and lipstick
NIGHTCLUB.Neon lights and pulsating beats from the DJ filled the air with happy and depressed people who flung their arms and shook their bodies to the beats.Jessamine sat somewhere in the club, dressed differently like she had never done before, anyone would barely recognize her. She looked like a seductress from a goth scene. A pair of shorts that showed off the swell of her ass cheeks and a crop top exposing her belly rings and waist chain; her long brunette hair was now trimmed to shoulder length and tinted blue. A glass of whiskey in her hand and she toasts to the unoccupied seat.“Wanna dance?“ A man walked up to her, fine and hot as fuck, but she was barely in the mood to play.“Let me get your contacts instead?“ She smiled at him, giving him her phone; she took the club boys’ numbers for fun; he could be useful even without fucking him like he wanted, and they could have sex chat.His finger danced across her phone screen before he returned it to her, and she stood sexily,
Charvie held Jessamine close, caressing her hair as she cried in her arms “I felt like I was going to lose him,“ Jessamine choked on her words, releasing herself from Charvie with her face red and wet due to tears.“He would be fine.“ Charvie assured, hating the way Jessa was hurting; it's rare to see her broken like this.“He's in a coma now, and I can't just get a hold of myself.“ Jessa bursts into tears again, and Charvie pulls her into a warm hug again.KLEIN'S MANSION“You could have seen her mum; she was so happy. He asked her to slap me, and she did..ahh, it hurts.“ Isabella cried as her mom helped her with her swollen face.“What the fuck got into her? What if you were pregnant?““She's just being jealous because she knows I would be favored more than her, I don't know but Cruz was somewhat gentle to me, it's Charvie, she got jealous and continued hitting me, in front of everyone, Mom, I want to drown…” she cried again“No, you can't.““Then tell Charvie to leave the Hayes, or
After the slap, Isabella did what she was asked to do, fall, as real tears streaked down her cheek, her embarrassed look was genuine. “Perfect.“ *******“Oh my God that was hot.“ Ava jumped excitedly as she stood in the dressing room with Charvie as she undressed “Your hands, they should hurt, let me go get the kit.““Thank you.“ Ava left the room immediately as Charvie stood in front of the mirror, struggling with the zipper of her dress.“I can help if you ask me too.“ Charvie freezes for a while before she rolls her eyes into the mirror “I don't need it Mr. Hayes, use the door.“ She said not turning to face him and she heard soft clicks of shoes on the floor.He came to stand next to her placing a kit on the vanity table, Charvie turned to meet his gaze before staring at the medicine kit and him again “Di..“He cuts her off, his hand holding her chin slightly staring coldly at her red cheek which was vivid now because she had cleaned her makeup “I could have continued the shooti
“Are you in or not Isabella?“ Cruz asked trying to keep his tone like normal because this woman was vexing the hell out of him, the fucked up innocent face she had made after she had slapped his wife was irritating ASF, and he knew Isabella would ask the scene to be taken again so she can repeat similar thing which she would call a mistake or a good act.“You don't want to turn the Hayes down?“ He asked Isabella and she nodded.'It's a simple shoot so why can't she?' Isabella thought, but wearing the clothes of a pauper is what seemed embarrassing, and getting a fall from Charvie even though she knew her little sister would take it easy on her, but it will still be embarrassing.“Okay,” since Cruz was rooting for her and not Charvie, that seemed like a green light, so she accepted and they all left for their dressing rooms.“The cloth looks perfect on you Isabella, it's like you were made to wear it.“ Cruz praised and Charvie didn't even know what to feel again, why was he playing gam
"You should let them back into the Fashion house.” She ignored his earlier talks before pulling away from him.THREE DAYS LATER.Hayes Lux.Everyone fucking human on earth knows that Isabella was pregnant. Charvie could only help but look boringly at her sister who sat on a fluffy couch made just for her, with maids sent from Elder Mrs. Hayes cornering her like ants. Some maids were tending to her feet while some massaging her head as they prepared her for the shoot of an advertisement they would be doing in few minutes time.“ Charvie , we need to help you get dressed now.“ Ava informed and she nodded. They would be doing a silly advertisement for Hayes' special new collections, and it was all Isabella's idea.In the dressing room, Ava told the stylist what to do, and in the next few minutes, Charvie was dressed like a woman from the slum. Charvie stared at herself in the mirror, staring at what looked like she had just gotten mud splashed on her face, which happened to be the work
“Be careful and be fast. No one must find out, honey muah!!” —- Charvie walks into Cruz's room, which happens to be on the other opposite of the mansion. The reason he might have chosen to stay alone on this side might be because he had amnesia. Learning about his amnesia, different emotions washed through her, she was lost in thought until Cruz cut her off from the terrace where he stood. “Hey.” He held out a glass of wine, before placing it back on the table in front of him. He looked so perfect in the moonlight which cast an ethereal glow around him. The gentle breeze rustled his dark hair, and Charvie's heart skipped a beat as she approached him. She could see the city below, a tapestry of twinkling light that added to the beauty of the night. The balcony railing was adorned with tiny string lights before her attention was brought back to Cruz, who winked at her, with palm flat on the table. Wonderment covered her face as she studied what was on the table, which had her favor
"I love seeing your jealous side, little fox." He pushes his finger into her again, driving her to the pleasure she needs.HAYES RESIDENCE Cruz had his hand around Charvie's waist as they walked into the foyer. The sweet fragrance of fresh flowers greeted them before they could even walk into the house.“There must be something good happening,” Cruz whispered in her ear, with the soft Jazz music playing in the background welcoming them alongside the maids.They were directed to the large dining room, which would fit a hundred guests with space left; its space was more like a ballroom than a dining room. The hall was silent, with Elder Mr. And Mrs. Hayes, Isabella, and Bryan in a world of daze, not feeling their presence until Cruz's voice boomed in the living room, “Father.” He had only called his father and not his mother.It didn't bother Elder Mrs. Hayes as she quickly stood up excitedly alongside her husband who stood with a gentle smile on his lips, staring at his son and his
He spread her pussy lips with his thumb and he watched her back arch slightly, “I wish to fill you with sweet words, wanting to tell you how breathtaking you are from this angle, but you have been a bad girl lately.”***************************************He caressed her there again, and he watched the pleasure evident on her face. He won't let her fight it; he would let her accept it; he would make her moan his name as she crashes in tender waves.Placing his hand below her waist, he raises her hips higher “You won't fight it, you'd just let it.” He brought her toes to his lips, sucking on her big toe even when with her stilettos on. He loves the fact that her eyes didn't leave him, and his didn't leave hers too.He kissed down her inner thigh, giving her a little bite there, which had her body shudder slightly in his hold. “Still trying to hold back a moan, are you?”He kisses the wall of her opening, and he watches her eyes go close, her lower lips sucked in between her teeth, he