“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
"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
“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
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
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
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,
“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
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
“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