CELESTINE's P O V‘‘What the hell are you doing to me?’’ I was unable to move since I was stuck below Arnold's body, so I attempted to push him away from me.There was not the slightest sign of warmth in his eyes as he merely stared at me in a chilly manner. ‘‘Damn Celestine!’’ he groaned. ‘‘What exactly do you think of me? Your pet…?’’I had to stop and think for a second about what he was talking about since I was a little bit perplexed. I am completely oblivious to the point he’s trying to make.‘‘Five million, huh?’’ he continued. ‘‘Do you really think that I'm only worth five million dollars?’’Because of that… I finally regained my composure. That's what I mentioned to Leina a little while ago, and I scowled as I thought about how Arnold found out all of this information.Was he standing outside the room listening to what my sister and I were talking to each other? Or… Leina may have recorded the full conversation and then played it for Arnold to hear.A smile formed on his lips
CELESTINE's P O V‘‘It’s not necessary for Leina to go home with us at this time...’’ Arnold abruptly cut in as we were talking, and his hand was holding mine, squeezing it as he spoke. ‘‘Celestine is doing well as my wife...’’Victor gave a frowning face to my husband while pausing for a time as he gazed at him. ‘‘I'm doing this for your own good, Arnold…’’ He insisted, and he seemed like he has no plan on giving up. ‘‘This is for the sake of your family. Celestine’s private life has always been a little messy and in trouble. It’s entirely my fault because I didn’t teach her well...’’I didn’t know how to react to everything that my father was saying to Arnold, and he was talking as if I wasn’t in the room with them.‘‘From this point on, this is also my responsibility, you and Celestine…’’ he added as he watched the servant clean the mess he made on the table. ‘‘In light of the fact that she’s now your wife and holds the title of Mrs. Maxwell, it is incumbent upon me, as her father,
‘‘Why would you make her do something that she doesn't like?’’ Allen was continuing his efforts to prevent his parents from manipulating Leina’s life. ‘‘Wouldn't it be simpler if I got someone else to kill Celestine instead so that you don’t have to worry anymore?’’‘‘You shut up!’’ Ada gave her son a menacing look and pointed her finger aggressively in his direction. ‘‘Can't you see that she's now Mrs. Maxwell? The moment she emerged from their villa, all eyes would be on her and she would be the center of attention. Don't even bring up the idea of killing her, because the moment you come within a few feet to her, there's a chance that the reporters will start snapping pictures of you! Are you trying to help Leina, or do you wish to cause her additional suffering?’’‘‘So… we'd just let her go like this, while leaving Leina with grievances?!" As he stared at his mother, he couldn't help but wear a frown.‘‘That’s why the outcome will be determined by the capabilities of your sister!’’
CELESTINE's P O VThe first day of summer has arrived, and the weather in the city hit an all-time high of 87 degrees Fahrenheit. As I walked into the school, I noticed that the students were wearing short skirts and crop tops, and several of them even had their sleeves rolled up, others were also wearing beautiful and sexy summer dresses. My outfit was just a simple white summer dress that was soft and cool on my body.Due to the fact that the graduation was getting closer… I had an extremely hectic schedule this past month. I had to make up a lot of class time, but after putting in a lot of effort over the course of a month and a half… I was ultimately able to catch up with the lessons and assignments.I had to make a mad dash to school every single day, and it was quite difficult for me to do so, because I kept going back home to the Maxwell Villa, which means I will still have to deal with Olivia and Cynthia, but Arnold will be the cause of the most of my suffering.Since that nig
CELESTINE's P O V‘‘This is what you get for trying to seduce my man!’’ As soon as we reached the empty classroom, I made a halt and peeked into the door that was slightly ajar, and I was greeted by the obnoxious yelling of a young woman.I found Cynthia dormant on the ground where she had been lying while the girl continued to send her murderous gaze. The girl was dressed in a very short black skirt and a red crop top. The heels on her shoes were about five inches high, and her blonde curly hair cascaded all the way down to her waist, and had a delicate make-up on her face.‘‘What’s her name?’’ I turned to ask Jessie in a whisper who was standing behind me, waiting for me to act to save Cynthia.‘‘Melanie…’’ she answered right away. ‘‘Melanie Calhoun…’’I immediately texted her name to Uncle Karl, asking for information about her.Around Melanie were three other young women who appeared to be wearing an identical ensemble of opulent clothing; yet, their hair was styled in a variety o
CELESTINE’s P O V‘‘Post it then…’’ I warned, smiling. ‘‘However, you should be sure to first greet your parents before you spread the video. I suppose that they resided in New York for such a significant amount of time, thus... If they were suddenly compelled to leave this place, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to adjust to the change…’’And at that very moment, her hand that was clutching her phone froze, and she spoke with a firm tone. ‘‘W-what exactly do you mean?’’I pulled out my phone, accessed the message that had arrived from Uncle Karl, and then read it out loud to all of them in their presence. ‘‘The Calhoun girl, whose parents are Josephine and Brandon... is not actually Brandon Calhoun's biological child; rather, she’s the result of an extramarital liaison with another woman. Her father was the owner of a company that employed not more or less than one hundred people and had an annual revenue of approximately ten million dollars. Melanie Calhoun has an older sibling who
CELESTINE's P O V‘‘You're such a coward, Cynthia!’’ I remarked as I kneeled down next to her on the ground. ‘‘Where is the courageous Cynthia that I know? Where is the young lady who used to yell at me when she was in a bad mood?’’I was trying to comfort her by saying those words, but it didn't appear like my efforts were successful because she started crying out loud even more. ‘‘You know nothing!’’ She sniffed, and tears continued to stream down her face. ‘‘Johnny, he is....’’‘‘He’s what?!’’ I asked while making a face. ‘‘Don’t tell me that you have fallen in love with that guy!’’And the fact that she didn't say anything to contradict it made me heave a deep sigh and shake my head. She just confirmed it.‘‘He lied to you, Cynthia…’’ I added, lowering my voice, but she showed no sign of understanding to what I was saying or reacting to it. She continued crying like a baby. ‘‘He's the reason why you broke down and cried on the balcony that night, right?’’And all of a sudden, she
CELESTINE's P O VThe party to celebrate Jenny's birthday was held in the city where it took place, at the residence of her boyfriend, Blade. She let me know that she had invited some of our friends and classmates from Staten Island.As I approached the house… I noticed that the garden was crowded with guests, but I didn't recognize any of the people that were there. It's possible that Jenny knew them from her current school where she was enrolled.I proceeded further into the house, and when I spotted Jenny talking to Blade, I rushed over towards them and gave her a hug from behind.‘‘Happy birthday, Jenny...’’ I leaned up close to her ear and murmured something, and she shrieked with delight as she turned around to give me another hug.As soon as I pulled away, she exclaimed in an exasperated tone, ‘‘You're late!’’‘‘I'm sorry, got stuck in traffic...’’‘‘Now that you're here, let's get this celebration started!’’ She then made the announcement as she took my hand and led me into th
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