Talia’s POV A smile of satisfaction creased my lips as I walked through a field of dahlias, roses, and daisies–my favourite flowers.Looking around the beautiful scenery, I fluttered my eyes shut and inhaled lungfuls of the pleasant smell of flowers, a sweet sensation blooming within me.“Talia! What are you doing here?” A strangely familiar woman's voice, wafted into my ears as I took in the blissful scent of the flower field.Blinking my eyes open, I saw Mrs Thompson, Kimberly's mum, standing some feet away from me, a displeased countenance mauling her face.Only then did I realize something was amiss.In a blink, Mrs Thompson was standing right in front of me, her arms folded across her chest as she regarded me sternly.“Am I dead?” was the first question that escaped me as I stared at her.“Not yet,” She replied. “It's not yet your time and will never be for a while. That is why you need to go back immediately.”It was then I remembered what happened; how I had being alright in o
Talia’s POV“Good morning, Miss Talia,” Coleman greeted, taking his seat on the chair beside me.“Good morning,” I replied, nervously fiddling with my fingers as I looked from my parents to Niccolo, who gave me a nod of reassurance.“How are you feeling now?” He asked, bringing a jotter out of his breast pocket.“I'm better, thank you,” I replied. “Have you gotten anything yet?”“No,” He replied. “Actually, I'm here to get your statement about the incident. So if you don't mind, could you please narrate how it happened?”Inhaling shakily, I nodded, “I doubt it can even count as a narration. All I can remember is that I was arguing with a course mate about something and in the next minute, I was coughing out blood and fighting for my life.”“If you don't mind me asking, why were you arguing with that coursemate? What relationship do you have with them?”Looking at my dad, I swallowed harshly as I inwardly contemplated whether or not to come clean about the whole thing with Erik.Up til
Talia’s POV “Did you know about Niccolo and I all along?” I asked my mum, as she handed me a bowl of fruit salad.A day had passed since my dad punched Niccolo and stormed off to only where the heavens knew. He hadn't called any of us after yesterday, and his phone was switched off.Obviously, he didn't feel like speaking to anyone, and that made me feel somewhat bad and mad at him.I was turning twenty two this year for crying out loud yet here he was, still policing my life.Of course, I was grateful I had someone as involved and caring as him as my father, but sometimes, his overprotectiveness never failed to piss me off.She stiffened for a moment before sitting beside me on the bed, “Actually, I suspected there was something between you both but I just didn't think too much of it.”“Oh,” was all I could say as I took a forkful of watermelon. “I was also carrying so much guilt, you know. I couldn't bring myself to ask you a question like that because I felt it wasn't my place,”
Talia’s POV “Do you want me to get you anything, princess?” Dad asked. “Your flight isn't until thirty minutes.” “No, dad. Thanks.” I replied, to which he nodded. Currently, we were in the airport because today, I was temporarily relocating from Alaska to New York to live with my dad's best friend, Niccolo Gonzalez, because his place was closer to my school; New York state university. After my dormitory suddenly burned down last week, the school had ordered all students to evacuate the dormitories, and look for other places to live for now. Although they had already started rebuilding the dormitories, I knew it would take no less than six months for them to be done with it. Which meant I would be staying with Niccolo, the sexy Greek god, for six freaking months. Niccolo Gonzalez was my dad's sexy younger friend, who although was fourteen years older than me, was the sexiest man I had ever seen. I could vividly recall the first time we met, which was three years ago, at my eig
Talia’s POV “Good morning, everyone.” I greeted Mary and the maids as I took my seat at the dining table. “Good morning, Miss Talia.” The maids greeted in unison. “A lovely morning to you too, Talia,” Mary beamed, placing a tray of rotisserie chicken at the center of the table. “I hope you slept well?” “Yes, I did. Thanks.” “You are welcome,” She replied. “The boss should be down in a few minutes. Enjoy your meal.” “I will.” I replied, to which she nodded before taking her leave. Thereafter, I made myself a plate of waffles with maple syrup to go with a cup of hot chocolate, then began eating my food, my heart hammering against my chest at the thought of Niccolo appearing soon. I wasn't left to wait for long as the sound of footsteps coming downstairs soon filled my ears, increasing the intensity of my heart scudding. His masculine musk cologne filled my nostrils before he came into view. “Good morning,” I greeted him, as he sat on the head of the table. “Morning, Talia,”
Niccolo’s POV “The sales memo have been stamped by the audit team, sir. Shall I send it to the director of operations now?” My assistant, Zach Fox, said as I appended my signature on the paperwork in front of me. “Yes.” “Alright, sir. Would you like me to do anything else?” “No. You may leave.” I was signing the last paperwork when a knock came on the door. “Come in.” I said, and my younger brother, Damon, walked in, hands pocketed, a smile plastered to his face. “Hello, brother.” He said, plopping on the chair in front of me. “How is work going?” “Very well until you showed up,” I gruffed. “What do you want, Damon?” “Nothing. Can't I pay my brother a visit without any strings? You hurt me, Niccolo with the way you think.” “Cut it out, Damon. I'm very busy at the moment,” I said. “Okay, fine,” He scoffed. “I came to visit you quite alright but I also came to deliver the invitation letter to the opening party of my latest nightclub to you.” With that, he broug
Talia’s POV “What do you think you are doing?” The voice in my head asked, as I fluttered my eyes shut, my hands hooking around Niccolo's neck. I couldn't believe this was really happening. That I was really kissing Niccolo like I had dreamed of for the past three years. However, Niccolo chose that moment to withdraw from the kiss, deciding to gaze into my eyes instead. “Are you sure you want to do this, Talia?” He asked, and I nodded eagerly without an iota of shame. My pussy was already vibrating with the intense hunger to be filled and sated with his cock. Speaking of his cock, I could imagine it was just as perfect as the rest of him was. The thought of it made my panties moisten with desire and intense arousal, and I nearly begged him to fuck me right there and then. “Okay,” Niccolo finally replied before cupping my face and capturing my lips with his. The world around us became nonexistent the moment he slotted his tongue into the wet warmth of my lips, causi
Niccolo’s POV “I met someone recently,” Damon uttered, as the bartender placed two glasses of mojito in front of us.We were currently at ecstasy, a private downtown, as Damon had called me earlier while I was at work, because he had something important to tell me.“So that is the important thing you couldn't tell me over the phone,” I said, and he scoffed.“It's important, you know,” He defended himself. “I mean, she is important. It's been three days since I met her yet I can't get her out of my head.”Tell me about it, I thought, as my mind drifted to Talia.Five days ago, I had eaten her out on the balcony, under the illuminating light of the galaxies of stars in the sky, and the whole thing had felt surreal yet passionate.One moment, I was thinking of ways to curb my sexual attraction toward her, and in the other, I was performing oral sex on her.However, after she ran away that night, I realized something.The fact that I had broken Alexander's trust.The man had handed Talia
Talia’s POV “Did you know about Niccolo and I all along?” I asked my mum, as she handed me a bowl of fruit salad.A day had passed since my dad punched Niccolo and stormed off to only where the heavens knew. He hadn't called any of us after yesterday, and his phone was switched off.Obviously, he didn't feel like speaking to anyone, and that made me feel somewhat bad and mad at him.I was turning twenty two this year for crying out loud yet here he was, still policing my life.Of course, I was grateful I had someone as involved and caring as him as my father, but sometimes, his overprotectiveness never failed to piss me off.She stiffened for a moment before sitting beside me on the bed, “Actually, I suspected there was something between you both but I just didn't think too much of it.”“Oh,” was all I could say as I took a forkful of watermelon. “I was also carrying so much guilt, you know. I couldn't bring myself to ask you a question like that because I felt it wasn't my place,”
Talia’s POV“Good morning, Miss Talia,” Coleman greeted, taking his seat on the chair beside me.“Good morning,” I replied, nervously fiddling with my fingers as I looked from my parents to Niccolo, who gave me a nod of reassurance.“How are you feeling now?” He asked, bringing a jotter out of his breast pocket.“I'm better, thank you,” I replied. “Have you gotten anything yet?”“No,” He replied. “Actually, I'm here to get your statement about the incident. So if you don't mind, could you please narrate how it happened?”Inhaling shakily, I nodded, “I doubt it can even count as a narration. All I can remember is that I was arguing with a course mate about something and in the next minute, I was coughing out blood and fighting for my life.”“If you don't mind me asking, why were you arguing with that coursemate? What relationship do you have with them?”Looking at my dad, I swallowed harshly as I inwardly contemplated whether or not to come clean about the whole thing with Erik.Up til
Talia’s POV A smile of satisfaction creased my lips as I walked through a field of dahlias, roses, and daisies–my favourite flowers.Looking around the beautiful scenery, I fluttered my eyes shut and inhaled lungfuls of the pleasant smell of flowers, a sweet sensation blooming within me.“Talia! What are you doing here?” A strangely familiar woman's voice, wafted into my ears as I took in the blissful scent of the flower field.Blinking my eyes open, I saw Mrs Thompson, Kimberly's mum, standing some feet away from me, a displeased countenance mauling her face.Only then did I realize something was amiss.In a blink, Mrs Thompson was standing right in front of me, her arms folded across her chest as she regarded me sternly.“Am I dead?” was the first question that escaped me as I stared at her.“Not yet,” She replied. “It's not yet your time and will never be for a while. That is why you need to go back immediately.”It was then I remembered what happened; how I had being alright in o
Niccolo’s POV Trekking out of my private jet, I switched on my phone, and was surprised as strings of messages started pouring in.I also had five voicemails from Alexander and seven from Mary, which made me feel that something was up.And whatever it was, I could only hope it was not a bad situation.“Welcome to San Francisco, sir,” My driver, Mike, greeted as he took my luggage.“Thank you, Mike,” I said, fishing for my airpods inside my pocket. Putting one of them in my ear, I nodded in appreciation as Mike opened the backseat for me.I listened to the first voicemail Mary sent and my heart dropped straight to the deepest pit of my stomach.“Talia was rushed to the hospital after vomiting blood and fainting in school. Please answer your calls, soon. Alexander and I are on our way to the airport.” Her voice came, frantic and shaky.“Oh, God,” I muttered, playing the rest of her voicemails which sounded identical to the first one.I didn't need to play Alexander's voicemails because
Talia’s POV“What are you watching, daddy?” I asked, sitting beside Niccolo on the couch as he flipped through various channels on the television.“My team has a football match this morning, and I'm hoping I can watch it before I leave for work,” He replied, as I stroked his muscular chest.Grabbing his jaw, I proceeded to leave kisses from his cheek down the crook of his nape, my other hand digging into his crotch to massage his flaccid cock through his boxers.“A quickie with me or a football match, which would you choose?” I asked, sliding my hand into his boxers, an erotic current coursing through my pussy as I touched his bare cock.“If I ever choose choose something else other than you, I give you the permission to slap me anytime,” Niccolo replied, turning off the television which made me giggle as I straddled him.It was quite early in the morning, and since the maids usually began their work at eight, Niccolo and I still had about twenty minutes before they would arrive.Wrap
Lexie’s POVAs I ran my hairbrush through my tresses, Patrick Schneider, my boss and the owner of the strip club, entered the room.“Hey there, Lexie. A VIP is here to see you,” He said, and my eyes widened into the size of saucers.The last time a VIP had seen me was last month, and the VIP happened to be Erik Brentwood, my long time crush and course mate.I fully believed that Erik also had feelings for me, given how he would always request for a night with me whenever he visited the strip club.Had that whore named Talia hadn't lied against him, I knew he would have confessed his feelings for me and we would probably be dating right now.“Okay, thank you,” I told Patrick who nodded before leaving the room.Standing up, I ran my hands down my body as I stared at my reflection in the mirror, utterly satisfied. My huge boobs were almost spilling out of the corset top I was wearing, and the mesh thongs accentuated my firm, perky ass in a perfect manner.My bold makeup was the icing on
Talia’s POV “You can do this, my love,” Niccolo said, caressing my back as I held onto him like my life depended on it. “And if you feel you can't, just remember that they are your parents and can't harm you, alright?”“They already harmed me emotionally though,” I couldn't help but respond. “I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. It's just that I have this built-up resentment towards them and it makes me furious.”Pulling away, Niccolo held my shoulders. “And that is exactly why you need to speak to them, okay?” “Okay,” I nodded.“Now go on, they are waiting for you,” He said, pressing a kiss to my forehead.“Wish me luck.” I said, fiddling with my fingers.“Good luck, my love.” Niccolo replied, to which I managed a smile before heading out of his study.My heart hammered against my ribs as I headed downstairs, inwardly wondering how I was even going to start the conversation.As I pushed the door leading to the balcony where dad and Mary were, I sighed heavily, before walking out
Niccolo’s POV Slipping my tongue into the wet heat of Talia's mouth, I caressed her hips as she molded her boobs to my chest.Lustful pleasure coursed through me like wild fire in a thick forest, sending sparks of sexual electricity into my brain as our tongues collided in her mouth.Pulling away, my cock strained through the fabric of my pants as I gazed at Talia's plump and red lips, which had a sensual hue to them under the dim light of the bedroom.“You are so beautiful, sunflower,” I said, before lifting her in my arms and standing up.“What are you doing?” She whispered, as I placed her on the bed.“Undressing, so I can make love to you,” I replied, to which she nodded, a lustful haze clouding her doe eyes.Her eyes caressed me with lustful, invisible hands as I took off my clothes. Thereafter, I situated myself in between her legs as her hands came to wrap around my neck.Intense lust burned in my brain and I could think of nothing else as I shifted Talia's panties to the side
Talia’s POV I sat up in my bed with a sigh before grabbing my phone from the nightstand.It was a message from our class leader, stating that all our classes had been cancelled today, meaning I wasn't going to come out of the room and would most definitely cry throughout.“Wonderful,” I muttered, placing the phone beside me and exhaling heavily.I was truly living life the way a person of my age should.Two days ago, I had considered telling Kimberly about it but decided against it because if I had told her, I would have cried and I didn't want to cry anywhere except for the safe abode of my bedroom.Ever since I learnt about Mary's real identity five days ago, I had buried myself into school work. I would even stay behind after class to volunteer as a laboratory assistant for practicals.As if I knew this situation would happen, I had bought a couple bags of animal crackers and stored them in my drawer.For the past twenty four hours, I hadn't come out of my room and to say I was bo