CELESTINE's P O VI was sitting on the balcony sofa in the room… curled up into a ball… staring up at the moon as it shone faintly above the night sky.‘‘Don’t you have sense of decency and shame! Was this what your mother had taught you?’’I could still make out the words that he was shouting at me.‘‘I believe that it was a blessing in disguise that your mother passed away at such a young age; had she lived, she would have been pissed to death by you!’’As the words he had said continued to play in my head, I moved from my seat and buried my face between my knees.‘‘Get a divorce from him as quickly as you can if you want to keep your conscience clear regarding your sister. You're not suitable for him!’’Conscience? Wow... that's a really big word!‘‘Don't you dare think that just because he married you, I won't be able to do anything to you! What kind of status does he have? You should know that if he could choose to marry you so quickly, he also has the ability to divorce you in t
CELESTINE’s P O VArnold walked up to me and leaned over and murmured something into my ear. ‘‘I don't care what’s your purpose for getting the marriage certificate…’’ His voice was husky as he spoke. ‘‘But during this particular period of time... you're still Mrs. Maxwell, my wife. Now that you want to sleep with my sister, are you trying to show them that our marriage is fake?’’He does have a point in that regard. But…‘‘Come on, have the porridge first. Otherwise, it will get cold soon…’’ he shifted the topic as he pulled me by the hand and dragged me to the table. ‘‘Don’t worry, I won’t touch you… I will never touch you without your permission, Celestine...’’He drew a chair over for me and helped me sit down by gently pushing my shoulders.‘‘Am I that scary...?’’ he asked, his tone was playful, and I looked up at him with my eyes wide open and a sense of alertness. ‘‘Hey! That look in your eyes is making me very uncomfortable. Don’t look at me like that…’’I maintained my silenc
ARNOLD's P O VThe conversation with my parents lasted for more than an hour, and by the end of it… I was really pissed off, especially to my mother.I heaved a sigh of exasperation as I irritably ran my fingers through my hair and turned the knob on the door leading to my room. It's already one in the morning, according to the time on my phone, which I just checked.I noticed the bath towel that was still untouched and spread out in its original position on the carpet as soon as the door was opened. The room was illuminated by the bedside lamp that was on the nightstand.My mind immediately went back to the previous scene that flashed clearly in my mind.Her creamy white flawless skin… her slender legs... her curves... those pink... ahh!I took a few deep breaths as the rising heat in my body caused me to gulp many times. I gave a little shake of the head and then dashed into the bathroom to get a cold shower.As soon as I had finished drying my hair, and put on a comfortable clothes
CELESTINE's P O VMy eyes flickered, and when I finally opened them, I discovered that I was in a room in a hospital. When I thought back to Arnold's terrified reaction when he spotted the blood on my nightdress, I couldn't help but shake my head.I tried to reassure him that it was nothing serious, and just a normal period… but he was so concerned that he even brought me to the Maxwell hospital. I was about to sit up when I felt someone’ arm wrapped around my waist, and I could feel a warm, steady breath coming from above me.I looked up and the man’s perfect jaw was pressed against my forehead.‘‘Uh...’’ I wanted to get out of his arms almost instinctually as I uttered a slight groan. However… even my slight movements were enough to startle the man who was holding me in his arms.His voice was raspy as he murmured, ‘‘Hmm... you're awake?’’I removed his arm from its wrapping around me by carefully lifting it up and away from my body. ‘‘I have already told you not to bring me here an
CELESTINE's P O V‘‘Really…?’’ As I looked into Arnold’s eyes, I let out a sarcastic chuckle. ‘‘All right, that settles it...’’‘‘Are you worried that you won't be able to get pregnant in the future?’’ He asked while elevating my chin slightly.I glared directly into his eyes while sneering and shaking my head in response. ‘‘That wasn't something I was considering. If I were to become pregnant with Maxwell's heir, I would rather have both of my fallopian tubes surgically removed…’’Arnold's face turned very dark all of a sudden, and I was startled enough to tear my eyes away from him and shake his hand from my chin.‘‘I would appreciate it if you could excuse yourself, Mr. Maxwell. I have to get some sleep!’’ I laid down on the bed and turned my back on him.When I felt his footsteps walking away from me, I bit my lips tightly, trying to prevent myself from crying, and when I finally heard him slam the door shut, I let out a loud sob and my shoulders shook violently.……………***********…
CELESTINE’s P O V‘‘Auntie…’’ Leina hesitantly called out to her, and then she turned to look at me with panic clearly visible in her eyes. ‘‘Please refrain from saying anything like that to Celestine. She had no intention of doing it on purpose...’’‘‘Who is it that you're calling Auntie?’’ Mrs. Maxwell exclaimed with a frown etched deeply into her brow, her eyes getting wider. ‘‘I told you to address me as mom, didn't I?’’Leina focused her attention more intently on the food in front of her. ‘‘But... but Arnold and Celestine have been married for quite some time. I… I am concerned that you will not bestow upon me the honor of being your daughter-in-law...’’As soon as she finished her words, tears began to spring up in her eyes, and I rolled my eyes but this caused Mrs. Maxwell's face to take on a worried expression as she drew closer to Leina and began to gently stroke her back.‘‘Who says that you don’t have the honor?’’ Even though she was whispering, I was still able to make ou
CELESTINE’s P O V‘‘Why are you trying to drive my sister away from you?’’ I asked Arnold as soon as we reached our room. I kept my eyes on him as he walked to the fridge to get a bottle of cold water and then handed it to me.‘‘It bothers me when she picks on you like that...’’ he said and my hand, which was ready to grab the bottle from him, stiffened slightly as it prepared to do so.I sighed as I sat on the couch, and looked at him.He stared back at me a with long look that was worth a thousand words, and all of a sudden… a mysterious smile spread across his eyes.I averted my gaze away from him to avoid making eye contact, and held the cup in my hand tightly, staring blankly as I was lost in a deep thought.‘‘Have you found yourself once more lost in your own thoughts?’’ I was taken aback by Arnold's voice, and as a result… I cocked my head to look back at him.‘‘Would it be possible for me to compete with other parties for your company's business tender if I were to start a com
ARNOLD's P O VThe woman who was sleeping next to me had already dozed off, but she was still in a semi-seated position with a book propped up on her chest when I woke up, and it was already after three o'clock in the afternoon.I flickered my eyes open and stared at my wife's lovely face while she was asleep. I wasn't accustomed to her being so reserved. She didn't even put up a fight when I gave her a hug and buried my face in her neck, so I could inhale her scent, which was a combination of vanilla and strawberry and was one of the things I had missed the most.In point of fact… I was baffled as to why I believed it was imperative that I constantly show concern for her.Didn't she and Leina essentially share the same appearance?If I had chosen Leina, she would have been as submissive as a little puppy, but unfortunately… Celestine was as belligerent as a porcupine that was covered in sharp quills. She would frequently silence me with her harsh words, leaving me unable to respond.
JULIAN’s P O VAunt Olivia insisted that Cynthia must first complete her education, and give birth to our child before she allowed us to get married. And I felt worried about Cynthia because I was aware that she was waiting for this moment. Even though she wasn’t voicing it out, I could sense that she was expecting me to propose to her, for us to build our own family, but Auntie asked me not to let Cynthia know about our agreement.After seven months, Cynthia gave birth to a healthy baby boy who she gave the name Mark Julian. And while I was occupied with the expansion of the business that Arnold had requested me to handle, Cynthia continued her studies.Finally, Cynthia graduated and I’ve never been so proud of her. I believed that as a result of all of the things she went through, she got more matured. She never complained about the fact that I did not offer her marriage.When it was time for Cynthia to get her graduation present from me---it’s not exactly a graduation present, but
CYNTHIA's P O VAt this moment, tears were beginning to run down my face. I couldn’t keep them at bay. Now that it was almost certain that I’m losing this baby.I may not know a lot about pregnancy, but I knew that bleeding was a bad sign.As soon as we entered the emergency room, an array of questions and answers ensued, and I answered them to the best of my ability, while my parents and Julian were listening attentively. Julian refused to let go of my hand even when I was wheeled back toward a room and directed to strip for an ultrasound.The nurse stopped Julian when he was about to enter the changing room, insisting that he wanted to help me change into a hospital gown. ‘‘I can help her, Sir. Just stay with her parents outside…’’Julian did not immediately follow the nurse after initially hesitating, but he did so eventually. Soon after, he began to loosen his grip on my hand before leaving completely.My parents sat in a chair along the far right wall, and Julian stood a few feet
CYNTHIA's P O VTWO MONTHS LATERI groaned as I sat up in bed and stretched my arms. A quick look at the clock that was sitting on my nightstand revealed to me that nightfall would arrive sooner. How long have I been dozing off?These past few days, my normal pattern of sleeping has been thrown off. Simply put, I was mentally and emotionally exhausted to the point where I lost track of time because of it. Even though my parents, Arnold, and Celestine regularly checked on me every once in a while, one of the harmful things I'd been doing was spending most of my time alone in my room. This was another habit I'd gotten into.They have been monitoring the media, calling people and giving them orders, as well as discussing the situation with the authorities. They would act wary every time I descended the stairs, as if they didn't want me to hear about those fucked up news again.I never heard from Julian again after that day. I was aware that his wedding took place last month, but none of
CYNTHIA's P O VNothing could have prepared me for the crushing agony I experienced when my mom told me that Julian had departed without even alerting me, or even bidding farewell to me before he flew back to France. Nor could anything have prepared me for the profound sense of loss that caused my heart to tighten, leading me to believe that it was going to cease beating altogether.Even though I was aware, on some level, that he was meant to return and marry her, the fact that he did still hurt. How could he? How, after making love to me? After I had already given him everything? After stroking my hair until I fell asleep? After spending so much time gazing at me with that breathtaking smile? How could he love her and marry her still?There was a painful lump that was lodged in my throat, and it was making it difficult for me to even breathe. In addition to this, I had to fight against my tear ducts in order to keep from crying in front of my family because of him. In total honesty,
CYNTHIA's P O VThe moment the door to the Maxwell villa opened, I was met with a resounding slap across the face from my irate mother.‘‘Aunt Olivia…’’ When she raised her hand to slap me again, Julian attempted to stop her, but she instead hit Julian which caused my eyes to widen in shock.‘‘Don't address me like that, you have no connection to any of us anymore!’’ she said through gritted teeth, a threatening tone was used as she glared at him.It appeared as though everything around me had come to a stop. I blinked back the tears that was on the verge of falling down my cheek. ‘‘Mom…’’Did Arnold tell her about us?‘‘What are your intentions with regard to my daughter?’’ She asked Julian while completely ignoring me. ‘‘Do you intend to take him as your mistress?’’‘‘No, I…’’‘‘There is no future for the two of you, and even if you leave the woman who will soon become your wife, I won't let you have my daughter!’’ And she smacked his face once more, which prompted me to push her aw
CYNTHIA’s P O VJulian grabbed the shower head, turning on the water. He pointed it at me and he made sure to let it pour all over my body, until every inch of me was soaked. ‘‘I’ll take it that it will make you behave…’’‘‘Uhmmm…’’ I agreed mindlessly, not really listening to a single word he uttered, for I was too busy gawking at his dripping wet physique. I could feel my lids becoming heavy, my veins burning under my skin as pure sexual desire course through them.Unwittingly, without even noticing it, I kneeled in front of him, coming face to face with his semi-hard shaft, but before I could even touch it, he grabbed my shoulders firmly. ‘‘Get up before I fuck you again…’’‘‘But I want you to fuck me again…’’ I protested with a pout, still resting on my knees.He chuckled amusedly, lightly shaking his head. ‘‘Come on, Cynthia, we’ve got to go…’’But I didn’t listen, I remained still.Julian decided to bring his arm under my armpits and pick me up against my will, laying small kiss
CYNTHIA’s P O V‘‘Do you think that somebody was listening to us?’’ I inquired anxiously as fear began to course through my veins.Julian gave a dismissive shake of his head before rising to his feet and reaching for the bathrobe that was still hanging on the door of the bathroom. ‘‘No, the rooms are soundproofed. You stay here...’’ he covered himself and left the room.But I couldn’t mind my business in a situation like this. I rolled out of bed and took a fluffy bath towel, wrapping it around my body before following him towards the living area.From the other side of the slightly open door, I could hear a feminine voice. ‘‘Uhmm, Hi… I mean, good morning. I was wondering if you saw Cynthia---’’I rudely pushed Julian out of the way and came face to face with Stef, who let out a sigh of relief upon seeing me.‘‘Oh, Cynthia… I was worried about you!’’I smiled at her and placed a kiss on her cheek. ‘‘Well, as you can see, I’m good…’’ I then stepped closer to her so that she would be a
CYNTHIA’s P O VI completely let myself go, carelessly giving up on trying to hold myself up and completely leaning against his tall, manly frame. ‘‘Oh, fuck…’’ I moaned as I gripped his hair and pulled on it, moving his head and craning my neck so that our lips would touch. I immediately opened my mouth, allowing his tongue to slip inside.Julian added a second finger into my tight canal, starting to thrust harder. ‘‘You’re such a sexy little thing, aren’t you...?’’ he pulled his hand away and brought his fingers which were coated in my juices, to his mouth, sucking them clean before he picked me up and walked back to the bedroom, letting me fall onto the bed, and then followed me immediately.I pushed him down onto the sheets and got on top of him, hovering over his rock hard member. ‘‘Do you want me…?’’ I inquired in a hushed tone as I took both of his hands in mine and placed them on my waist.He nodded with his mouth agape, looking up at me with full of desire and appreciation.‘
JULIAN’s P O VThere was something unbelievably intimate about waking up next to someone, especially when that someone was the one you love.Strips of golden sunlight shone into the room and Cynthia managed to wrap herself around most of my thin sheets.I woke up with my arm lay across her stomach and her head was tucked into my bare chest. We hadn’t bothered dressing ourselves after last night’s events, as we had already seen every inch of each other.Also we were exhausted, that we had drifted to sleep after another heated kiss.Cynthia stirred slightly, which brought me back from recalling what brought us here, and buried her head further into my chest while placing a hand onto my torso.But all of this felt so wrong, since everyone around see us as cousins, and in addition to that, I am already getting married.But then, why did last night feel so right? And why did her touch alone light my body on fire?I knew that my old self would think otherwise, but Cynthia and I couldn’t hap