OPHELIA I woke up with a start. A sheen of sweat was coating my body and my heart was pounding rapidly in my chest. I abruptly realized that this must have been a nightmare's doing which meant that Nicholas wasn't here because he would surely have woken me up. As I predicted, when I got out to the other side of our massive king-sized bed, all I felt was a tangle of sheets and pillows. So where did he go? I questioned myself.I checked my phone on the nightstand beside me and groaned audibly when I saw the numerous messages from my job, probably concerning the work I needed to catch up on while I was on leave. My phone screen notified me that it was currently 9 AM, so Nicholas would have already gotten up. I grabbed my phone and wrestled my way out of the covers and left the bedroom, heading in the direction of what I thought is the kitchen, although it was hard to tell because every room in this immense villa looked relatively the same. It was spacious and modern with one glass w
OPHELIA A car pulled up to the resort at 12 PM sharp, and I could hardly contain my excitement as we finally began our first proper day of vacation. We spent the entire morning relaxing and having a tour on a beautiful powerboat which comprised of only the two of us, as we toured the crystal blue waters of the Atlantic and also took candid pictures of the stunning views we encountered along the way. As the sun finally began to set at around 5 PM, Nicholas suddenly announced that he had also booked an evening snorkeling tour of the coral reefs and sunken shipwrecks along the coast. All the stress that once surrounded both Nicholas and I quickly faded away as we hurriedly changed into our swimming wear. I decided to put on my most modest bikini — since Rianne packed three for this vacation — and save the most daring one for later in the trip. There is more to come, I thought as Nicholas did a double take at my attire, before insisting that I wear his shirt on top of it. As we head
NICHOLAS I resisted the urge to throw the hotel lamp at the wall but instead, I opted for pacing around the room to ease my anger instead. Why couldn't she get off that phone of hers for just a second? It was as if that new job had taken a complete priority in her life, and suddenly I was now in the background. And I really hated being in the background. She started working there when we were still broken up so at first, I just made do with the fact that she had been emailing and editing documents over the phone all day. Of course, I understood that it was somewhere for her to escape to when I wasn't there for her, but what did she need to escape from now? A quiet knock on the door interrupted my thoughts which were threatening to consume me whole. "Nick?" Her soft voice rang through the silent air, and the sound of footsteps soon followed as she entered inside without an invitation. She closed the door silently behind her, and the cautious look on her face told me that she was
OPHELIA The TV blared a random advert as we lay swaddled under the covers. Nicholas had his arm draped around me, and I had my legs entwined with his. "I thought we were going to sleep," I said to Nicholas as I looked him over.Nicholas glanced quickly at me as he replied. “Let's watch this last one and then we will go to sleep, I promise.” The fifth episode of 'Keeping Up With the Kardashians' we were watching tonight began to play on the flat screen television in front of us as I sighed in exasperation. There were a few seconds of silence before I voiced the question that I had been pondering on since Nicholas expressed his newfound love of reality TV to me earlier on tonight. “How often do you watch TV?" I asked him curiously.“Hardly ever." His reply was instant. “Actually, I never even watched TV before I met you." “But what about when you were younger? Like, before you became a CEO and everything?" I questioned further.“No, I didn't have the time to do that. Or even if I
NICHOLAS I woke up to the uncomfortable feeling of a pull on my arms. Suddenly, the sound of a girlish laugh rang through the air, although I couldn't quite tell where it was coming from as I squinted in the bright lights above me. I tried to sit up but then, I suddenly realized that I couldn't move my arms. My eyes shot open instantly and I began to look around. "Ophelia?" I called out, only to lift my head up and see her sitting on the leather armchair to my left. "Hmm?" she called out too as she looked boldly at me.A playful smirk was plastered across her face, but my gaze couldn't seem to leave her body. I tried very hard to collect my thoughts and surroundings as I took in her gloriously naked state, then I twisted my body to figure out what the hell was holding me down. After a few seconds, I realized that I was being held down by dressing gowns. And they were binding me to the bedpost. All of a sudden, the conversation me and Ophelia had before we went to sleep last nigh
NICHOLAS I didn't waste any time as I flipped our positions instantly so that she was pinned underneath me. I reached down and ran my finger over her slit, and my breath caught at how wet she was. "You are soaked," I breathed out as I brought my finger to my lips and sucked it clean. "And you were right. It tastes sweet." I winked as I reached to insert two fingers inside of her. Her back arched as I hit her g-spot, deeper and harder than she had probably ever felt it. I wiggled my fingers inside of her as she squirmed below me. "Shit, Nicholas," she moaned, gasping for air."I can't believe you got yourself off earlier." I shook my head as I recalled the jealousy I felt when she fell apart at her own touch. "That is the only time you are getting away with that, missy," I told her as I smirked at the moaning mess I had now reduced her to. Clenching my teeth, I forced another finger inside of her, tapping her clit with my thumb as her nails dug deeper and deeper into my skin. He
OPHELIA The water glimmered in a gorgeous turquoise shade in front of me as I lazed by the pool. I had on my best bikini and a book was in my hand as I soaked up the last rays of the evening sun. I didn't focus on the fact that Nicholas wasn't beside me because I had come to terms with him not being able to just forget the the fact that he owned a company for a week of vacation. He was currently seated at the bar behind me, and was on the phone with Cole, talking irritatedly about prices and other things and I watched him with a small smile on my face. How is he still so sexy even when yelling at an employee over the phone? I questioned myself and grinned even wider.He glanced behind him suddenly and caught my eye, and I flushed as I realized that I had been caught. His eyes widened as he slowly scanned me up and down, taking in the bikini that I expertly hid underneath my dress as we came down here. I watch him coyly as he set his jaw in a hard line and stood up immediately. Oh,
OPHELIA "Rianne, why are you calling Nick?" I said into the phone."Is that Ophelia speaking?" I frowned at the unfamiliar voice on the other end before I replied, "Uh, yes. Who is this, please?" “This… this is Rianne's mother. I couldn't reach you on your phone and she had this number saved with your name." "Oh… I haven't gotten any calls. What's wrong?" “It is… Are you sitting down, dear?" she asked me.Goosebumps rose rapidly on my skin as my breathing started to accelerate. I glanced at Nicholas and his face was paler than I had ever seen it. I grabbed his hand and he stared down at our intertwined fingers without saying anything. “Rianne got into a car accident. Dave was driving and they… they hit another car," Rianne's mother told me My heart started to thrum as an overwhelming feeling of fear washed over me. Immediately, I could feel my throat start to constrict with fear for the worst. “Oh my God! Are… are they…?" My mouth was heavy and my throat was leaden as the sent
NICHOLAS Two hours later, we were sitting in my bed, swaddled under the covers with a random movie playing on the television. Our legs were tangled together with her cheek was against my chest, and there were plates of unfinished food around the dresser beside us. Usually, the mess would have been bugging me but right now, there were more important things on my mind. Currently, it was watching Ophelia’s face break into laughter every time something funny happened on the screen. Her hair was usually in the way, but when I did glance down and saw her chuckling softly, something powerful ignited inside of me. I loved seeing her smile. Infact, I needed to see her smile. It has become as essential as food and water to me and I had never been so captivated by someone before in my life. She noticed my stillness and tilted her head up to glance at me. She was silently asking me what was wrong, but I couldn't think of a single cheeky remark, not even a joke to hide my true intentions. Her
OPHELIA It took me half an hour to find him but when I did, I somewhat wished that I hadn't. He was sitting on a bench outside the hospital entrance, and I realized that he often resorted to these when he wanted no one to find him. My heart was pounding in my chest as I gazed at him from afar for a moment. I could immediately tell that there was something wrong with him. He was curled up with his head in his hands and even from across the street, I could see that he was shivering. When I got closer, I realized that it was not just from the cold because he was shaking with sobs. Infact, his body was wracked with them."Oh, Nicholas," I whispered and raced up to him as fast as I could. He tried to stand up but not before I grabbed his hand to pull him back down. The sound of his harsh breathing as he roughly wiped his tears away was the only sound on the desolate street surrounding us. “Talk to me," I pleaded. Alarmed, I tried to place a hand on his face but he shifted away. "Don't
OPHELIA I walked through the admissions foyer of the hospital and Rianne's mother was waiting for me at the entrance. After greeting her warmly, I immediately asked her if Rianne was awake yet, although deep down I knew that it was a long shot because she probably would have texted me.It still hurt to hear that nothing had changed since she left last night. I tried not to show my disappointment on my face though. "She may have come to overnight. I haven't seen her yet today because I was waiting for you." I smiled at her thoughtfulness before she continued. "So is your other half coming today?" I pursed my lips at her question and she read my expression immediately. "Don't worry about it, dear. He did seem a little uncomfortable yesterday. I am sorry if it was because of me." "No, no, it wasn't. He should be here soon. He is just at work right now." "Oh?" She looked at me inquisitively as we walked side by side through the Accident and Emergency unit."Where is he working? I am
OPHELIA I woke up with a start, struggling to catch my breath as the vivid pictures from my nightmare slowly faded from my mind. I couldn't help my frustration when I realized that this was the second one I had had in the past few days. I really thought I was over them. When I glanced to my left, I could see that there was already light outside the wall-sized window. Where did Nicholas go? My eyelids were heavy so I clearly hadn't slept long enough to catch up on sleep entirely, but it was disappointing nonetheless to know that he must still be working. I got to my feet, deciding to go and get some water since my throat was abnormally dry. I walked into the kitchen, surprised to see a new bag sitting on the floor next to my own. I recognized it as Nicholas's suitcase, and I automatically assumed that someone must have found it in our villa in The Bahamas and delivered it here. Maybe Shane arrived in Washington and brought this bag with him? Both bags were unmoved from in front of
OPHELIA "Nick. Hey, where are you going? Nicholas!" I caught up to him and eventually, he accepted that he couldn't ignore me any longer and hesitantly turned around. "Why are you leaving?" I asked him."We can come back when she is conscious," he replied ."I don't understand. We waited for hours to see them and now you want to leave?" He looked at me and I realized that he was breathing harder than usual. His eyes were wide and his face was abnormally pale. "Can we just… go? Please?" His voice was trembling and suddenly, I blanched, realizing that this may be much more than I thought it was. "Ohh, okay. But please just tell me what is going on." I hurriedly signed us out at the front desk and scuttled after him. The front doors slid open as we left the hospital, and I was thankful that the sun had risen in the time we had been inside. The cold was still biting, but it was not as harsh as it had been earlier. "It was difficult for me to watch them together," he finally said
OPHELIA The clock continued to tick mockingly on the wall opposite us, marking time passing painfully slowly. It was only the end of November, but it was already viciously cold in the waiting room as if it was already full-blown winter. Maybe it was just my imagination, but I felt as if I was freezing to death, even as I was with Nicholas's jacket on and his arms were wrapped around me. Minutes became an hour, and an hour becames hours. I had lost track of how long we had been sitting in the waiting room by the time a doctor appeared, asking if we were here to see Rianne Thomas and Dave Hank. Rianne's mother and I jumped out of our seats, both with expectant expressions on our faces. Nicholas stayed back as the doctor introduced himself, and I thought he was probably wondering if he would even be allowed to see them because he wasn't direct family of Rianne's, or even that close to her. In fact the last time I checked, they hated each other's guts. "Hi, I am Doctor Nathaniel.” T
OPHELIAIt must have gotten considerably colder in Washington while we were away, because the few cars parked by the hospital had a layer of thick white snow on their roofs, and the ground was coated with icy mud. The moment Nicholas parked the car in the deserted parking lot, I was ready to unbuckle my seatbelt and bolt to Rianne's side. I already felt terrible that we weren't here sooner but hopefully, her mother would understand because we were halfway across the world when we were informed of the accident. Nicholas seemed to sense my predicament because he turned to me the second we were no longer moving. "Go," he said and I smiled gratefully as I scurried out of the car and up to the towering hospital entrance. I could see Nicholas's figure reflected in the glass of the front doors. He was looking slightly less calm and collected than usual as he walked in behind me. I, on the other hand, couldn't seem to breathe as the place we were suddenly dawned on me. The last time I wen
NICHOLAS Eventually, she detached her lips and smiled lazily at me before she opened her mouth to speak. “You don't know what I want to do to you right now," she whispered as she sat up and began to plant small kisses on my neck. I must have been too preoccupied with trying to unzip my jeans to notice the way she sucked and nibbled harshly on the skin just below my ear for a little too long. “Nice.” Her tone was proud as she kissed the tender skin one final time. Just then, I froze as what she just did suddenly dawned on me. "You did not just give me a hickey," I bit out but she just grinned widely at me so I went on, "You have got to be kidding me. I have important meetings coming up." She continued to smile, and it was beyond contagious as her hand landed on my boxers. She rubbed the material over my bulge as I nuzzled my head into the crook of her neck. "I am sure I can make it up to you," she said and that same smile was still on her face. "Oh, I am sure you can." My voice
NICHOLAS I soon grew tired of the silent driving. I really thought Ophelia would have broken and spoken to me by now, but I guess I didn't realize just how upset with me she was. Out of instinct, I reached over and brushed the hair out of her eyes, but she only stiffened at my small display of affection. My hand found hers and I pulled it to my lips so that I could kiss it tenderly with my eyes still on the road as I steered with one hand. She didn't snatch it away, which I guessed was a good sign. So I dragged my kiss down to her knuckles and wrist next, feeling the softness of her pale skin beneath my lips. She still didn't show any emotion, as she kept on listening to whatever song she had playing on her phone. I put her hand back in her lap in defeat, resting my arm on her thigh instead. I waited a silent minute or so before I couldn't help myself any longer. Then I began to rub the skin on her leg just below the hem of her dress. Cautiously, I made a move to slide my hand fu