CELESTINE's P O VAs I gave the man a cold and calculating look, I could feel tears rolling down my cheeks. The air felt colder as I fear for what was about to come next.‘‘Hey! Why are you shedding those tears?’’ Luca gave me a sly grin as he brushed his fingers lightly across my cheeks and wiped away my tears, which caused me to recoil in revulsion. ‘‘Baby girl… you have such a wonderful body to go, along with that beautiful face...’’ Then, while smiling, his thumb lightly stroked my quivering bottom lip. ‘‘Your lips are so incredibly gentle. I wonder how it would feel to kiss these lips...’’He was about to lean in closer to me when I bit his thumb making him scream aloud.‘‘Let go of his finger!’’ Brad smacked me across the face, but I didn't move and instead bit his finger more forcefully. I could taste blood on the corner of my lips, and another tear escaped from my eye due to the pain Brad inflicted me.Luca screamed even louder when he realized that I had no intention of relea
ARNOLD's P O V‘‘Get him over here!’’ I gave the order to my men to bring the shorter guy who was trembling in fear at the time.‘‘Please, Mr. Maxwell...’’ he swiftly got down on his knees in front of me with his hands clasped. ‘‘Please have mercy on me… We did nothing but comply with Allen Wheeler's orders... It was him who ordered to do this, please…’’Allen Wheeler!Fuck him!‘‘I want you to show me what you did!’’ When I said it, my voice was shaking slightly. I was curious about the extent of the damage they caused to Celestine. I wanted to know what kind of abuse they had put her through.‘‘W-what?’’ He was stunned, and his eyes flicked over to his friend who was lying unconscious on the ground. His friend's hands had been wrapped in cloth in an effort to prevent further bleeding.‘‘I’m telling you to show me what you did!’’ Because I was growing frustrated, I gave him a powerful kick to the face, which caused him to stumble and fall to the ground; nevertheless, he quickly rose
CELESTINE's P O V‘‘Arnold, my favorite son-in-law!’’ He was greeted by Victor. ‘‘Why didn't you inform us that you're going to visit here today? I could have instructed the helpers to get additional food and cook it for you…’’It came to my attention that my father took the initiative to speak while wearing a very animated expression on his face. It appeared as though he was unaware that I had been taken captive by his favorite daughter.‘‘Where’s my sister?’’ I inquired, my sharp look cutting through him like a knife.Jason, who had been helping me stand up straight, was replaced by Arnold, and he took my arm and hooked it around his, causing me to freeze in my spot. I saw from my peripheral vision that Jason walked out of the house, leaving me with Arnold.‘‘Uh… your sister…?’’ He garbled his words. ‘‘She... she isn't feeling well… Yes! She’s not feeling very well right now, so she has gone to her room to rest for a while…’’‘‘Not feeling well?’’ I inquired in a soft voice while ra
CELESTINE's P O VAfter forcing through Leina's door with my foot, I saw her lying peacefully on her bed, dressed in a beautiful yellow dress, her face was even covered with make-up. As expected, they lied to me about her not feeling well. I didn’t realize that I was clenching my fists until after I had closed and shut the door behind me.‘‘For someone who doesn't seem to be in the best of health, you really had a loud voice...’’ I made a rasping motion with my arms crossed across my chest.As Leina abruptly sat up, she frowned and I noticed that her face was tensed. She looked at me as if she'd seen a ghost, but then she soon recovered, and wore a sardonic smile while annoyingly crossing her legs together.‘‘What are you doing here my dear sister?’’ she asked as if she didn’t do anything wrong to me. ‘‘Oh… are you going to pay me a visit because they said I’ve been sick? That’s so sweet of you…’’As I made my way toward the bed, the corners of my mouth turned up into a sneer, and I n
CELESTINE’s P O VArnold pried open the door with a resounding thud and rushed in.I stood there in a trance, my hands hanging on my sides. The back of my right palm that was covered with blood dripped onto the floor from my fingertips.‘‘Leina!’’ Ada raced over to comfort Leina, who had begun openly sobbing, and she pointed out on purpose the clear scars of strangling that were present on her neck.‘‘Celestine!’’ Arnold dashed towards me as well, quickly grabbed my hand and frowned as he checked on it. ‘‘What happened?’’My awareness returned, and I swiftly pulled my hand from his grip, which resulted in an intensification of the scowl that was already present on his face.He heaved a sigh as he clasped my hand once more. ‘‘Where's the first aid kit?!’’ he yelled out at no one in particular.‘‘I’ll go and get it!’’ The servant who had been standing by the doorway took off running in the direction of Leina's washroom. Soon after, the she came back with the first aid kit in her hand an
CELESTINE's P O VI heard the loud slap, but it didn't land on my cheek. Instead, I felt two arms wrap around me to protect me from the impact, and I saw how the palm of Olivia's hand landed on his son's back.‘‘Arnold, what in the world are you doing?!!’’ When she saw how his son guarded me, it made her extremely angry.‘‘No, mom! What exactly are you doing?’’ As he turned around to face his mother, he posed the question in a frustrated tone.‘‘What am I doing?’’ She retorted. ‘‘To what extent has she managed to cast her spell over you? She wanted to kill Leina! And why didn't you tell me about it? I wouldn’t know about it if not for Ada!’’She was fuming, and her eyes were shooting a slicing glare back at me.‘‘You knew about it, and you tolerated her!’’ she continued, her index finger pointing angrily at me. ‘‘You’re still letting her do whatever she wants! What if she killed Leina? What would happen to Enid’s heart? My god, Arnold! Are you even thinking? The heart would be in dang
CELESTINE's P O VUncle Karl and I left the ward and went to sit on the bench in the lobby. I couldn't stop the tears from falling out of my eyes as he comforted me.‘‘Celestine…’’ Uncle Karl grabbed my hand, choking on his sobs as well. ‘‘Don’t cry… It makes me sad to see you in such distress, my dear...’’‘‘But you’re crying, too…’’ I said, my voice shaking.The sight of Tom's son sobbing over his father's lifeless body brought back memories of when my own mother passed away. And the realization that Victor had murdered my mother's parents caused me to cry even more loudly.‘‘Tom is a nice person, but because of your father…’’ he sighed, wiping his tears away.‘‘Uncle Karl…’’ I whispered, as I looked at him. I suddenly felt scared, realizing on how Victor just took someone’s life as easy as that.‘‘There's no need to be afraid now...’’ he said to me as he gently ran his fingers through my hair. ‘‘I'm here. I promise that I will never leave your side... I will always protect you my d
CELESTINE's P O VWhen I got back to the Maxwell villa, it was already well past twelve in the midnight hour, and the only people who were still up were the servants.As I headed my way up to our room, they greeted me with a bow, and I smiled and nodded, acknowledging their greetings.I opened the door to the room, and I observed that there was just a single lamp glowing softly, and Arnold had already fallen asleep; yet, the warm light made Arnold's face look extraordinarily appealing. He had the appearance of a handsome statue, and his appeal had a way of irresistibly drawing people in.After entering the room and pushing the door softly close behind me, I followed my feet into the bathroom to freshen myself with a quick shower.I experienced motion sickness, and having to fly back and forth in one day left me feeling even more weary.I then headed towards the couch after finishing drying my hair with the clean towel. I desperately needed some sleep.To my surprise, though, I found t
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