Third Person's povIt's weekend. The quintuplets could be seen at the huge mansion's compound, playing and running around with bunches of playtoys they now own. Their mother had followed a few of the maids over to the grocery store, even after so much persuasion from Xander who went off to work immediately he saw she wasn't ready to adhere. Now the kids are all left alone to enjoy their lives and most especially this weekend- with their toys and other varieties of instruments.Jace who is currently blowing down on his toy trumpet stopped after been two seconds at it to look over at the rest of his brothers. "Man, wow. You built a really tall and giant castle this time around." Jace wowed, hurriedly bouncing up to his feet at the sight. Jayson smiled proudly at the compliment, shifting a little bit back as Jace towered over the plastic giant castle. "Jace, I heard you've stopped playing the trumpet. Anything up? " Jayden zoomed over in his toy car, stopping and wagging a brow at wha
Third Person's pov Reclining back to the living room, the quintuplets took a single large couch and sat themselves down on it. Jake bounced out of the couch and went to stand before them, his eyes bulging slightly in realization of one thing he forgot. Turning around, he dashed the classic glass table and picked the television's remote off it. "Ladies and gentlemen..." Going back to his spot, he called. Pressing his palm over his mouth, he chuckled and rephrased when he saw them with smirks. " Gentlemen, rather."Jaxon shook his head at the same time that he looked over at Jace who's seated beside him. Jace also giggled before they then looked back at him- Jake. "I'll be taking you on a Disney movie ride this afternoon and yes; I'll need you all to tighten your selt belts. Grab your popcorns as the movie is set to take a start in the next two minutes." Jake continued and they all applause him, and he smiled proudly. Jayden ran off to the kitchen, and was almost saddened when he me
Third Person's povInstead of going down right away, Sophia leaned against the window to watch for a bit. They would need a lot of preparation time for this banquet, making it pointless to go now. But first, Sophia took a few selfies and posted it on her Facebook.She smiled brightly for the photo, and her braids looked cuter than ever. Sophia was in her prime after all, so there was no need to turn on any filters, for she was naturally beautiful. She stared at her photo for a moment before turning it off. The photo was posted despite her knowing nobody would see it, for she didn’t have a friend list anyway. All the people on her friend list were the Constances, though she wondered if they had unfriended her.She kept on watching until night had fully descended, and the noise had escalated. Now, she stretched herself fully and went out at her own pace.The banquet had started when she arrived. There was even a stage the management set up for their customers. There were already people
Mia“I messed up his room,” I murmured to myself. I glanced at that king-size bed with the expensive duvet cover of grayish blue and black and felt a delicious shiver pass down my spine. Then I turned my attention to the floor. I sighed and proceeded to find a pair of jeans and a T-shirt that were still intact. No such luck, of course.I was midway through pulling my ripped T-shirt on when three knocks came at the door. I quickly pulled the rest of the thin gray material down my body and said, “Come in.”The door cracked open, and Ms. Lane silently entered. She stood straight as she faced me, her hands clasped before her as she addressed me. “Are you ready to see Mr. Maxwell?”If wearing ripped jeans and a shirt without a bra—because that very last one lying on the floor was torn beyond repair and unwearable—was ready, then yes, I was as ready as I could be to face the billionaire my brother owed two million dollars, the man who’d seen me with my naked backside in the air.I murmured,
Kristen was going to spend half an hour in the bathroom. She had concluded on her way to her bathroom with the hope that her visitor had left.It's been quite a morning for her. She did not think Frederick would come for her so soon."What do I expect, it's obvious he likes free sex. They always do"She muttered while relaxing her hair on the tub headrest.The tub was filled to brim with water and bubbles. Her soap fragrance filled the air,soothing her soul.Good sex comes with great relaxation. One thing Kristen can't trade for anything is chance at good sex. That's how much she loves sex.She sighed with relief and smiled when the image of Frederick appeared on her face but frowned the next second."Why am I thinking of him, I should not do that. Kristen remember"She sighed again then closed her eyes to enjoy the soothing following that comes with bubble bath.The door cranked open and she flicked her eyes open immediately to see Frederick standing at the door staring at her with a
Third Person's pov Upon Jessie's arrival, the maid scurried up the front door to meet up with her. The maids who had followed her over to the grocery store slipped past to get the stuffs in while Jessie stood before the maid who had just approached her and seems to have one thing or the other to say. "The quintuplets, ma'am. They-" As the maid began, Jessie's head jerked straight ahead at the living room. Her eyes widened upon their sights just as the maid finished, "- starved to sleep, refusing to eat until your arrival. I'm sorry I couldn't do anything, ma'am.""Oh, no." Jessie gasped, dropping her Louise handbag down on the floor, running over to the kids that are all sprawled over on the couch, sleeping soundly and peacefully. Crouching over their figures, she was about to hastily wake them up when she realized how disrupting it would be to disturb their slumbers. In addition, they can eat later right? Well, that's if they wake up real quick and not the following morning. "Ma'
"Sya!" Emma widened her beautiful eyes. "Do you think this is a good thing? Do you know how humiliating I am today?"Tasya curled her lips, "What is this? You have to understand that you are Archie Grafton's wife now. A rich life is waving at you, and you have stepped onto the path of the upper class. You are not at a disadvantage, so why are you feeling wronged?""Sya, I don't love him. I shouldn't have married him." Emma did not expect her good friend's reaction to be like this. She was stunned."Is love that important? Do you know that couples nowadays have to add a wedding house and a new car to their marriage? Actually, all women want to marry rich people. And you easily marry the richest man. This is something that other people can't even envy. Why are you frowning?" Tasya immediately did the ideological education work for her."To me, Archie is a very scary person. When I get along with this kind of person, even for a minute, I will feel uneasy." Emma felt that Tasya had never
Seven years ago...Melanie's Pov Scott and I have somehow been friends but along the line, I started having feelings for him. But it all stopped when I set my eyes on Xavier. A Greek god in form of a human! but I became saddened when I realized he's Scott's friend. I mean... it seems forbidden. But somehow, I no longer find myself wanting Scott but rather his friend- A rich gorgeous and handsome being at that. Scott didn't notice my feelings for him - Xavier - in my eyes but did years later when we've all had few years added to our age.This was how close Scott and I were back then...Scott walked me through the back door of the castle, it was the closest entrance from the lake. You think I would be taking in the beautifully decorated structure, but all I could think about was the way he'd kissed me. He dominated my lips, taking charge of the kiss. Tingles radiated through my body, and I felt my juices pooling between my legs when he pulled me close like he couldn’t get enough of m
Thank you all who followed along on Xander's and Jessie's journey. I really hope you enjoyed the journey and then, keep showing the story some love. It was such an emotional rollercoaster, filled with awakening blissful ride, and the bonding of our two lovely couples- Xander and Jessie - as they surged through the circumstances that surrounds life together with their kids. This happened to be my third book on Goodnovel and I honestly can't believe it's me getting this much support. To everyone who sticked to this novel from the beginning to the end, I so much appreciate. I'm so glad to have each and every one of you and as good as this sounds, am happy I still have so much support even as I end this story. The journey from the beginning down towards the end is fascinating and I will say this- I don't regret bringing this novel out to the world. You readers are so amazing and will always have a spot in my heart. Keep supporting and let's keep growing. I will see you all in my other
Third Person's povTwo weeks later, the day of the wedding had finally arrived. Jessie stood in front of the mirror, dressed in a stunning white gown, her hair and makeup done to perfection. She looked radiant, like a princess out of a fairy tale. Outside, the guests were already gathered, and Xander was waiting at the altar, his eyes shining with happiness. As the music began, Jessie took a deep breath and started down the aisle. It was the moment she had been waiting for her entire life.As Jessie and Xander exchanged their vows, the words felt like a promise of a lifetime of happiness. They pledged their love and devotion to each other, their voices filled with emotion. When it came time for the kiss, they gazed into each other's eyes, and then their lips met. It was a kiss that would last a lifetime, a kiss that would seal their bond forever. As the guests cheered and clapped, Jessie and Xander just held each other, lost in the moment. They had found their happily ever after.As t
Third Person's povThe hospital room was filled with police officers, all asking questions and taking notes. Scott stood in the corner, his heart racing. He had called them as soon as they had gotten to the hospital, hoping they would be able to help. But now, he wasn't sure if he had made the right decision. What if they couldn't find the person responsible? What if they couldn't make Jessie better? He felt like the world was crashing down around him, and he didn't know how to make it stop.As the police filed out of the room, one of the officers turned to Scott. "We'll be in touch," he said, his voice solemn. "We'll do everything we can to find out what happened and who's responsible." Scott nodded, trying to quell the panic that was rising within him. He knew he had to stay strong for the kids, but it was so hard. He felt like the weight of the world was on his shoulders, and he didn't know if he could carry it any longer.As the police questioned Melanie and Sarah, the girls were
Third person's pov"But I'm glad you did it." She paused, looking at him carefully. "And I agree, I'd love to be your girlfriend." Fred couldn't believe it. He had only just met this woman, and yet he already felt a connection like no other. He felt as if he had known her forever, and he knew that this was the start of something special.Melanie stared at Sarah in disbelief. "Are you serious?" she asked, her voice trembling. "I can't believe you would even suggest such a thing. That's...that's crazy!" Sarah's face hardened, and her voice was icy. "Oh, so it's crazy to want to get rid of that gold digger who's stealing your boyfriend away from you?" Melanie felt like she had been punched in the gut. She had never imagined that Sarah would feel this way about her. She shook her head, her mind reeling. "You're wrong, Sarah," she said, her voice breaking."I know you're upset," Sarah said, her voice softening. "But I just want what's best for you. You deserve better than this. You des
Third person's pov When Xander got home, he found Jessie waiting for him, her eyes wide with worry. "What happened?" she asked, her voice full of concern. Xander took a deep breath, and then he told her everything. He told her about his conversation with Fred, and about the changes he had seen in his brother. When he finished, Jessie's eyes were shining with tears. "I'm so proud of you," she said, reaching out to take his hand. "You've done something truly amazing."In the weeks that followed, Fred and Xander began to rebuild their relationship. It wasn't easy, and there were times when the old anger and resentment would bubble to the surface. But they worked through it, and slowly but surely, they found a new understanding. For the first time, they saw each other as brothers, not as rivals. And as time went on, they began to rebuild their lives. It was a long and difficult process, but they never gave up. They knew that they were stronger together than they ever could be apart.T
Third person's povIt was a dark and stormy night when the gang met at their usual hideout. They gathered around the table, each of them eager to make their mark on the world. "We need to pull off the perfect heist," Fred said, his voice full of determination. "We need to rob someone who's rich and powerful. Someone who won't be able to fight back." The others nodded, their eyes glittering with excitement. But little did they know, their plan was about to go horribly wrong.The gang had their sights set on the fourth richest billionaire in New York, a man who had made his fortune in real estate. They studied his security, looking for any weaknesses. But as they were plotting their heist, they didn't realize that their plan was about to fall apart. Unknown to them, their scheme had been uncovered, and the FBI was on their trail. The net was closing in, and it was only a matter of time before they were caught.Fred sprinted down the street, his heart pounding in his chest. He turned d
Third person's povAs Jessie was getting ready, Xander knocked on the bedroom door. "I've got your car ready," he said, his tone upbeat. "My driver will take you to the party, since you said Melanie didn't want me there." Jessie felt grateful for Xander's understanding. "Thank you," she said, giving him a quick hug. "I know this is a little outside your comfort zone, so I appreciate you being so supportive." Xander gave her a smile. "It's no problem," he said, his voice full of reassurance. "Have fun tonight!"Jessie stepped out of the car and made her way to the front door of the mansion where the party was being held. As she rang the doorbell, she felt her heart pounding in her chest. The door opened, and there stood Melanie and Sarah, both of them smiling brightly. "Jessie!" Melanie exclaimed, her voice dripping with insincerity. "We're so glad you could make it!" Sarah gave Jessie a hug, and then they both ushered her inside. But as they did, Jessie couldn't help but feel a
Third Person's pov "Jessie, we need to talk about this," Xander said, his voice calm but firm. "Your jealousy is getting out of hand. You can't keep throwing things at people just because you're feeling insecure." Jessie's eyes widened as she suddenly remembered the food she had been cooking. "Oh no!" she exclaimed, running to the kitchen. Sure enough, smoke was billowing from the stovetop, and the pot of pasta was starting to burn.The maids hurried into the kitchen, ready to put out the fire. But when they saw Jessie standing there, they froze. They had heard the yelling and seen the pillow fly across the room, and they were afraid of getting caught in the middle of whatever was going on. "Um, we can take care of this," one of the maids said, her voice trembling. "You don't need to worry about it." But Jessie simply waved them away. "It's fine," she said, her voice shaky. "I've got it under control."As Jessie reached for the pot, her fingers brushed against the hot metal and
Third person pov The next day, Jessie's phone rang, and she saw that it was Melanie calling. "What does she want?" she thought, feeling a mixture of annoyance and curiosity. She let the call go to voicemail, not wanting to talk to Melanie right away. A few minutes later, she received a text from Melanie asking to meet for coffee. Jessie hesitated, unsure of what to do. On the one hand, she didn't want to see Melanie, but on the other hand, she was curious about what she wanted to talk about.Jessie took a deep breath and answered the call. "What's up, Melanie?" she asked, trying to sound casual. "I really need to talk to you," Melanie said, her voice desperate. "It's important. Can we meet for coffee?" Jessie reluctantly agreed, and they set a time and place to meet. As she hung up the phone, she couldn't help but feel uneasy. Melanie's desperation was unsettling, and she had a bad feeling about what she might have to say.Meanwhile, Melanie met up with her friend, Sarah, who was