Paige’s POV I remember all the times I’ve fucked, made love to and all the men I’ve ever slept with. There were ten of them, including my history professor in my sophomore year in college, whom I only slept with because he brought out my Professor Langdon obsession. They were all great in bed. They all pleasured me. But none of them compared even an inch to Callan Montgomery Holden the third. The man was a maniac. He wanted me to scream and moan with pleasure and beg him to let me cum. I’ve never been the one to orgasm more than once or if I was lucky, twice, but with Callan, it was a whole new fucking world. “Please. Don’t stop! It feels so gooood.” I said in between moaning. “I’m going crazy. It's too much.” “Oh darling, there’s no such thing as too much pleasure. Besides, you're still so wet. I want you to cum as many times as you can, you hear me?” He commanded as he pulled my hair while I arched my body toward him. His other hand was on my left breast playing with my nipple. H
Callan’s POVGlass shattered on my office floor and I instantly regret losing my temper. I ran my fingers through my hair, apologizing to Paige who seemed to be in a state of shock. “Darla. Tell my PR team to fix this STAT or I’m fucking killing someone.”“Might be better not saying those kinds of things for now, Cal.” Mr. Oliver, one of my most trusted and oldest lawyers, said calmly. Everyone outside took a peek at what was going on. Luckily, Darla was fast enough to close the blinds. “Fuck this! Where is that fucking bitch? I’m going to kill her with my bare hands.”“Why are you so mad if none of this is true?” Paige said softly, almost whispering. The doubt and anger in her voice made me want to smash something else. I never knew a woman could hurt me so much. “Oh come on, Paige. Don’t be naive. True or not, this affects us. More importantly, it’s going to affect Gwen at school. And I fucking can’t stand that. I’m supposed to be protecting the two of you—not be the reason for y
Callan’s POVGwen’s tears fell as fast as I kept wiping them with my handkerchief. My heart broke for her even though I could never truly fully imagine what she was going through.“Please. I’m sorry. All my life I’ve always felt that something was missing. I always wanted to meet him and get to know him. I always wanted to know what it would feel like. I love you and you’ve been a great dad to me these past 2 months, but when Isaac showed up and told me, I couldn’t help but give him a chance. Please don’t tell mom about this yet?”“I can’t lie to her, Gwen. I’m sorry, but being a grown up, I have to do what’s right. And what is right is you telling your mother how you feel. If you want to get to know your real dad then that’s your choice to make and no one can stop you.”“But she’ll hate me for this.” Gwen cried and Isaac stood up. I put my hand up, signaling him to stay out of it. I pulled out a chair and sat so I could look at her at eye level. I put my hands on her shoulders.“Gwen
Paige’s POV The Holden Estate The Hamptons, Long Island, NY “Callan, it's our engagement party. Don’t you think we ought to go out there now?” I said in between moans. “No. No kissing. My makeup’s already perfect.” “But I want to kiss you. Besides, you’re never not perfect.” He said before he smacked his lips against mine. It was already six in the evening and the guests had started arriving. His family, friends and all the elites were to gather in his grandfather’s estate. We had already started greeting some early comers when Callan suddenly whispered to me he needed my help with something. I followed him to the dining hall bathroom and he suddenly pushed me against the wall and started lifting my evening gown. “This slit is too high and this body hugging fabric is exposing all the curves I can’t resist. This is why you’re being punished.” He had said before he turned me around roughly and fucked me from behind. “If this is punishment then your rewards must be heaven.” I loo
Paige’s POV “Let me go, Warren! You’re crazy!” “I’m crazy about you alright. Ever since that day you sat outside that meeting looking at me. I don’t know what it is about you but I want to taste you so bad, you little tease.” “You’re delusional. I didn’t even know you were there you creep! Let me go!” Warren Grimes tightened his grip on my neck while putting his other hand on my waist. I dug my nails on his arm and he screamed, giving me a chance to move away from him. “Paige!” I heard Isaac. Warren and I turned around to see Isaac and my body guards running toward us. “Last chance, sweetheart. I can still save you from Holden.” He said while some blood tickled down his arm. I gagged knowing some of his flesh was under my nails. “Here’s what you don’t get, Warren. I don’t need a man to survive this world. Now, get lost before I ask my bodyguards for a gun and I’ll shoot the shit out of you.” “You poor ignorant bitch. Have it your way, then.” Warren said before he left. Isaac
Paige’s POV “What the…what happened to your neck Paige?” Callan asked when he pushed my hair out of my neck to kiss it. My mind panicked because I totally forgot about what happened with Warren a few hours ago. “Did my mother do this to you? Is that what you weren’t telling me? I knew you were hiding something. Tell me. Who hurt you?” “Don’t get mad, Calla. Please.” “I’m not mad, Paige. I’m furious. I’m going to kill her.” His booming voice made me jump. “No, Callan. It wasn’t your mom. It was… Warren Grimes. He---" “He hurt you? I’ll fucking kill him!” Callan said, pulling his phone out of his pocket and calling Brad. “Brad. Fucking find me Warren Grimes and bring him to the basement.” “Callan! Stop! Listen to me!” “Did he touch you?” Callan asked while holding my arms, inspecting them. I made him let go of me. “NO! Stop it. Would you please calm down and listen?” “I’m going to break his skull open. Where were your guards? I’m going to kill them too.” “CALLAN!” I shouted w
Callan’s POV The Wedding Day “Okay. I’ve had enough. Why do you keep on chuckling back there?” I asked my cousin Brendan who was one of my groomsmen. Dyllan and I looked at him and he showed us his phone. It was another meme of me from two days ago, holding all those tampons on my way to the cashier in 711. “I still can’t believe you allowed that girl to take a picture of you.” Dyllan said while we looked at the rest of the five bridesmaids and their groomsmen marching up to the altar beside us. “A couple of memes won’t hurt me. At least her college education is covered and I was a part of that. Makes me feel good inside.”“Wow. Paige’s effect on you is really something, huh?” Dyllan said, approvingly. “Yeah. I mean, I was a groomsman at your wedding and I remember thinking you were such an idiot for marrying Steph. Look at you now. Still happily married and your kids are amazing.” “Hmm. That’s right. You’re gonna have it all too now, Cal. In a couple of minutes Paige will march
Callan’s POV We were 35,000 feet above the air when the plane was still shaking violently. I looked outside and the beautiful sunset had been covered by dark clouds flashing with lightning. The pilot apologized for his profanity and told us there was a sudden storm that came out of nowhere, so he would go around it. Paige was shaking so I wrapped my arm around her as she continued to hide her face in my chest. “It’s gonna be okay. Don’t think about the turbulence. Let’s play a game. It’s 8pm, what do you think Gwen is doing now? Let’s have a bet. We can call her as soon as we land and the loser has to do whatever the winner dares. Deal? I’ll go first. I think Gwen is playing roblox rainbow friends chapter 2 with Isaac.” “Cobra Kai.” “Cobra what?” “It’s a show. I know for a fact she’s watching it with Isaac now. You lose.” “Not yet, you cheater. They could always alter their schedule. We’ll call her when we land.” I said, smiling because she was starting to get distracted. “W
Paige's POVCallan threw my phone across the room, and it smashed against the mirror, shattering it into pieces."Are you crazy? Why did you do that?" I shouted, the words echoing in the quiet."Fuck him! He's not taking you away from me. Not Gwen! Not you!" Callan snapped back, shoving my hands off his arm as he stormed out of the bathroom, wearing only his boxers. The chill in the room bit at my exposed skin, and I felt my whole body trembling. I picked my phone up, my heart sinking as I read the already opened message: I'm filing for sole custody. He doesn’t deserve to be around Gwen, Paige or you for that matter. If you don't want to lose Gwen, choose to be with me.I rushed out, looking for Callan, my footsteps almost soundless on the carpeted floor. When I found him, he was already in his study, the room dim except for the cold blue light of his phone. He was on a call, his voice low but filled with an edge."Callan, stop. Who is that?" I demanded, but he ignored me, continuing
Callan’s POV “Really? You’re going to leave me just like that?” “If you’re going to slowly throw your life away with drugs and alcohol? Yes. I will, Cal. Have you been lying all this time about being sober and never using that?” “Yes! You got me! I lied! I lied, Paige! That’s all you think of me now, anyway! You have no idea what I’m going through. Just when everything was getting back to normal this fucking shit happens!” All my blood rushed to my head and all I wanted was to scream so loud, but Paige beated me to it. “I don’t care about the video! You don’t have to take drugs and get drunk because you’re upset about it!” I felt the pain in her voice, but couldn’t bring myself to hear her just yet. I held on tighter to the blue pills on my palm, my fist shaking with rage. “Upset? I’m not upset! I’m so fucking mad at her, I want to kill her, Paige! Gwen is going to get bullied for this again.” “Gwen will be devastated if you hurt yourself because of this. How about we go on
Paige’s POVI took the phone from him and dropped it as soon as I saw the video. I felt the bitterness of bile rising up my throat and ran toward the rest rooms. Callan ran after me and kept knocking at the stall I managed to lock before emptying the most expensive dinner I’ve ever had. “Paige. You have to know that wasn’t me!””She grabbed your ass at the airport! Maybe you fucked her in the plane, huh?””Paige! Open this door right now! That wasn’t me! I never even touched her!”“You hugged her at the airport!”“NO! She suddenly hugged me and grabbed my ass. And I fucking pushed her! She’s just trying to get back at me for calling her a brat tonight.” “Then how do you explain the fucking video, Callan?”“I could think of a million explanations! Deepfake… A look alike? Jericho’s fucking sex robots? That’s it! It must be the robots. I’m calling him right now!” He said and the banging on my stall door stopped.I thought about all that he said and decided to open the door. I gargled us
Paige’s POVMy Callan is truly back, brain.You can say that again. Man, the amount of sex you guys are having, I’m surprised your hooha is still okay.It sure is a bit sore, but nothing a hot bath can fix. Besides, I don’t want him to think anything bad if I ever say no to his advances.”Hey, beautiful. Can you please stop talking to your brain, now?” Callan chuckled as he held my chin pulling me back to reality. It was a beautiful day and we decided to eat breakfast with Gwen out under the sun. She however, took two bites of her toast and drank her OJ and left us, rushing for school. ”I wasn’t.” I lied and giggled when he rolled his eyes. “I love this. I love having breakfast with you out here in our garden.””Me too and I’m excited to go with you to work today.””Actually, about that. I’d rather you go pamper yourself the whole day coz we’ve been invited to a party tonight at 6.””But—.””No buts, Paige. I want you to feel your best tonight.””Okay. But I’d really rather be with
Paige’s POVI read Callan’s reply and looked at the back. I see him standing among the other late people in the crowd. He winked and waved at me and I had to smile. Better late than never they always say, right brain?Yup. I just hope he’s sober.My phone vibrated again and when I checked it was Callan telling me to stop talking to my brain about whether he was drunk or not and that he’d just stay at the back to not draw attention to his magnificentness and ruin the play. I sent him laughing emojis. My heart swelled with joy and I felt all sorts of tingles all over my body by how much he knew me. See? You two weirdos are perfect for each other. Okay. Bye brain. We have to focus on Gwen’s play now. Gwen looked beautiful and I never knew how good she was at acting until now. I looked around at the gym one more time and felt so proud everyone was looking at her with awe.After the play ended and the kids lined up on the stage to take their bow, Callan suddenly ran and climbed up, giv
Paige’s POVHolden Estate, Manhattan 6 months after the Hospital Shooting“Where are you? I'm all dressed up.”“Paige. I'm so sorry. There was an emergency board meeting and now I'm on my way to Chicago to solve the problem. I'm really sorry, my love.”“Oh.” I said, trying hard to sound like he didn’t just break my heart again. “It's okay. But you're coming back tomorrow, right? Gwen’s play starts at 6.”“I know. I’ll fly back tonight right after I sort things out there. Okay? I love you so much. I'm really sorry about this, Paige.”“I love you too, Callan. Goodnight.” I hang the phone up before I let myself cry. It's been months of the same conversation. He's cheating. Stop it, brain. I told you this was all too good to be true. It's not. He loves me. Only me. Then why are you so scared to check all the social media? I told my brain to stop convincing me Callan’s having an affair. A gust of wind blasted the balcony door open and immediately pulled me back to the shooting. Mig
Callan’s POV“It’s called survivor’s guilt, Callan. You have to listen to my advice if you want to move forward with your life. Most of all, you have to stop taking alcohol with the medications I gave you.”I could hear my therapist talking, but half of my mind was thinking about Maya. She was all alone in a room stuffed all over with white foam. Even her bed rails had foam covers.“Hi, Maya. Can you hear me? God. I fucked up, Maya. I’m so sorry. Please…Maya, come back.”I held her hand, but she just stared at me. She just sat there on her bed and kept staring at me. Her face is devoid of any emotion as if her mind was empty. I looked at the nurse who smiled sympathetically while shaking her head. “Callan? Did you hear what I said?”“What?” I said, looking at my therapist who had come back into my view. “Yeah. Sorry doc. I was just thinking about my visit with Maya earlier. “Dr. Leonard is working almost 24/7 with her, Callan. He’s hopeful he’ll get her through her trauma. You have
Callan’s POV“Callan. Hmm. That feels so good, babe.” Paige said as she stared from underneath me. I closed my eyes and thrusted harder and faster, almost feeling my release. When I opened my eyes again to look at her beautiful face, she was gone and I wasn’t on top of her. I was back in the ICU hallway holding the gun against Miguel’s forehead. He begged me to let him go, but I felt my finger pull back the trigger. The sound of the gun firing woke me up. My eyes bolted open and my chest rose up and down. Paige was fast asleep beside me. I’m so sorry, Miguel. If having nightmares forever is my punishment I’ll accept it and more. I’m sorry for killing you.Technically your mom killed him. You really have to forgive yourself. None of what happened is your fault. Who knew your mom was off her meds for months?Shut up, brain. It was my fault for choosing Brazil. It was my fault for not stopping my mother. I was his big brother and I failed him. I failed dad. But you can’t do anything ab
Paige’s POVThe 9 hour flight was the longest I’ve ever taken in my life. What’s worse was Callan couldn’t calm down and kept drinking. I told him he shouldn’t in case he needed to donate blood for his dad, but he shocked me saying rich people have their own blood banks and even donate a huge monthly amount of money for stem cell research in the hopes of helping scientists achieve the formula for immortality. “For organ transplants there’s the black market, but dad has been an advocate in helping the authorities stop that evil business.” Callan said, sighing. He looked out the window but there was nothing but darkness. I held his cheeks in my hands, forcing him to face me. He closed his eyes and cried.“You and your dad have been so close these past few months, so don’t beat yourself up. Your dad will be fine. The doctor told aunt Helen he’s unconscious but stable.”“I just don’t want to lose him, Paige. Especially now that I’ve just met Miguel.”“I know, my love. I know. It’s all