ARNOLD's P O VAs soon as I stepped off my private jet, a black car pulled over, and Jason stepped out of it and immediately opened the back passenger seat for me. After that, he went back inside the car and sat next to the driver.‘‘Mr. Maxwell... why don’t you rest for a little while?’’ I heard Jason say.I nodded.‘‘Just wake me up once we arrive in the villa, Jason…’’ I succumbed to the need to close my eyes and started to relax.My voice had a faint tinge of exhaustion to it, and I could feel the lethargy even while I was just sitting in the car. I went to Luxembourg three days ago in order to execute a contract pertaining to my new firm, which is in the automotive industry.Over the course of the previous three days, I had been kept so busy that I had very little time to get any sleep. In Luxembourg, there was supposed to be a party in honor of the occasion tonight, and my departure was scheduled for the morning of the next day.However… I simply could not hold off any longer. B
CELESTINE’s P O V‘‘Celestine, please…’’ I had to leave Sean earlier to use the restroom, and when I returned to my usual spot, he was still sitting there, but an empty bottle of whiskey was knocked over on the table in front of him. Sean continued to beg, and it appeared as though he had consumed too much alcohol by this point. ‘‘Let’s go back to France together, please…’’I shook my head, recalling the scene earlier at the bar, and as we made our way to his room in the hotel where he was staying, his arm was draped over my shoulder while Jenny was on the other side, which allowed us to support some of his weight between us.‘‘Why are you so heavy?!’’ Jenny whimpered the entire way down the corridor that we were walking down.‘‘Celestine, come with me, okay?’’ Sean cocked his head to the side and gazed at me with a hopeful expression on his face. ‘‘You promised… to wait for me to come back…’’I didn’t respond to him, but Jenny was getting a little impatient as she said… ‘‘Can you say
CELESTINE’s P O VMy eyes gradually moved downward. I was completely at a loss for words. Although I was aware that this was how Sean truly felt about me, I didn’t anticipate that he would admit his feelings to me at this time. ‘‘You're still my brother, Sean…’’ I said and I could feel the shaking in my voice. ‘‘And I… we’re just… friends.’’‘‘I don't want us to just be friends, and I don't want to be your brother!’’ he argued. ‘‘I wish for us to be...’’Because I didn’t want to listen to the rest of what he had to say, I quickly got out of the bed and jerked his hand away from its hold on my wrist. ‘‘I think... you’re doing well at this point. I'll get going…’’‘‘Please, don't leave me!’’ Sean pulled me back again, and I lost my balance and fell on top of him, which caused me to widen my eyes, and my body trembled when he wrapped his arm around me and gave me a tight hug. ‘‘I love you, Celestine, please… Don’t you love me too?’’‘‘Sean Hayes!’’I heard a tremendous pounding open of t
CELESTINE's P O VAfter taking me from the room where Sean was staying, I had expected Arnold to drive me home, but to my surprise… the elevator took us to the upper level of the building, and it opened up on the 88th floor.I was flung into the bed as soon as he opened the door to the hotel's largest private room, making my eyes immediately widened in fear. And before I had a chance to make any movements… he bent down and pushed me underneath his body.‘‘You’re leaving?’’ he asked, his hands pinning both of mine above my head. ‘‘You’re leaving me? Where are you going, huh?!’’ As I stared on his eyes, they were so cold that I couldn’t trace any warmth in them. ‘‘You’re going with him! I won’t let that happen!’’‘‘Let go of me, Arnold!’’ I struggled from his hold, trying to remove my hand from his pinning but he was too strong that he didn’t even budge.‘‘You're my wife now, Celestine...,’’ He whispered in my ears, and I could feel his warm breath fanning the tip of my ear, which cause
Leina smirked as she got up from lying beside Sean on the bed who was snoring loudly after they had sex. She looked at the clock on her phone, but the screen suddenly lit up with a message coming from her brother Allen.‘‘Welcome back, sister…’’She flashed a grin as she hurriedly got dressed, then dashed out of the room while calling her brother on the phone, without taking a single glance on the man sleeping on the bed.She has just returned, but not from a vacation to another country; rather, she has moved to the town—Staten Island, where Celestine was born and has resided for some time. She educated herself on her sister's history, and by the time she was done, she had mastered everything from Celestine's mannerisms to her speech in order to appear identical to her.And as it turned out, she was successful in seducing Sean as Celestine last night. She was smiling in victory because he didn’t recognize her true identity.‘‘Are you my sister… Leina?’’ As soon as she came near the ta
CELESTINE's P O VI looked at my reflection in the mirror while humming softly to myself. I was wearing a mint green sundress over a denim jacket, and although I have short black hair, it has never been very interesting to style, and I have no plans to change that.I have finally decided to go ahead and register my business with the government today, and I had been keeping my fingers crossed that I would win the contract against Victor Wheeler next week. When I thought about how my plans had been carried out bit by bit, I couldn't help but crack a little smile.I gave my wristwatch a quick peek and saw that it was already nine in the morning. I dashed out of the room, through the front door of the house, and into the waiting taxi that I had called a short while earlier. I climbed into the back passenger’s seat and told the driver to drive off.Arnold was aware that today is the day that my company would be registered, but I didn't tell him that I’m not going to school so that I could
CELESTINE's P O V‘‘You’re damn crazy!’’ I let out a loud scream, my breath hitched as I closed my eyes. I wanted to close my ears as well so that I wouldn’t have to hear the moans and groans that they were creating in the video, but my hands were tied---even if they weren’t, I guess that I was too stunned to even move a finger.‘‘Now, you're upset...’’ Leina smirked, annoying me more as she walked around me. ‘‘Do you remember how I used to look before all of this happened? I have to do this… to sacrifice myself just for Arnold to love me again!’’Love her again? As far as I remember, he never loved her.As she came to a stop in front of me, I raised my head to stare at her, my eyes still blazing with fury towards her.‘‘I might not have gotten Arnold's the first time, but I got your favorite brother Sean's...’’ She giggled. ‘‘But to tell you the truth… I didn't anticipate that a 27-year-old man like him would still be a virgin, and when he said that he had always kept it for you, Oh
LEINA's P O VAs I entered the Maxwell villa, I noticed that the servants had been busy and began preparing dinner. Some greeted me, but I ignored them. I walked into the living room and saw Olivia Maxwell having a conversation with someone on the phone. When she saw me, she rolled her eyes and turned her back on me.I couldn't help but sneak a grin as I made my way over to her. ‘‘Mom…’’It did not come as a surprise to me when she chose to not pay attention on me and continued talking over the phone. I tried to appear calm and collected, but the truth is that my heart was racing the entire time. It seemed as though my act was quite successful.‘‘Celestine!’’ someone yelled, and when I turned around, I saw Cynthia looking down at me from the top of the stairs with a smile on her face. This caused me to be taken aback and surprised. Since when did she start treating my sister with such kindness? ‘‘Where have you been? I was looking for you all day at school but I couldn't find you...’’
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