CELESTINE's P O V‘‘A-arnold…’’ The unexpected behavior from Arnold left Leina completely taken aback. She made an effort to grab his hand, but he quickly wrenched it away and grabbed her wrist instead.‘‘Who gave you the permission to use her face?’’ He rumbled and glared angrily at her while his face became further distorted with wrath. ‘‘Who told you to look like her?!’’The crowd was stunned as Arnold's booming voice reverberated throughout the church as they waited for Leina to respond.But she didn’t give satisfaction to anyone especially Arnold, with what we needed to hear, and that made him even more angry.‘‘Did you use her perfume?’’ His tone grew increasingly irritated. ‘‘Who gave you the right to use it?’’‘‘It's me!’’ After hearing another voice booming in the room, Arnold's eyes narrowed as he turned to look at his mother.I knew it! Olivia had planned all of this.Olivia started to walk over, sending Arnold a menacing glare when she noticed that he had a very firm grip
CELESTINE's P O VThe night has fallen and I was sitting on the sofa at the balcony of our bedroom, looking up at the full moon, which was illuminated in a yellowish-white light and loomed enormous by an ethereal glow. I couldn't help but smile bitterly when I saw millions of stars scattered behind it, a few larger ones but largely a profusion of tiny white pin pricks.I coiled myself into a ball and continued to gaze blankly at the moon as my mind wandered. The servants brought me food inside the room, but I didn't even feel like taking a glance at the delicious dishes that were delivered to me.I felt the chilly breeze entering through my skin, and it caused me to curl up into a tighter ball. The door to the room was pushed open at that same moment, displaying my husband who was still dressed in his tuxedo and looked just as handsome as he does at all times, despite the fact that the frown on his brow was even deeper than it usually was.As soon as he caught a glimpse of me, he acce
CELESTINE'S P O VAfter a long night of sleep, both Arnold and I awoke the following day, hugging each other. When I checked the time on my phone with eyes half-opened, I discovered that it was already eleven o'clock in the morning.‘‘Arnold...’’ I gently shook my husband's shoulder to rouse him from his sleep. ‘‘Are you planning to show up for work today?’’He made a humming sound just before drawing me closer to him and kissing my lips. His voice was hoarse as he mumbled, ‘‘I want to spend the day with you... We just got married yesterday. We have not yet moved on from the honeymoon phase...’’‘‘Honeymoon...?’’ Upon hearing what he just said, my eyes immediately widened.‘‘Why? Don't you like it?’’ Even more than that, he taunted me, and I could feel the heat rising up my face almost immediately.I gave him a playful slap on the chest and attempted to get up from the bed, but he grabbed me and dragged me back into his arms, tickling my sides, causing me to giggle. The moment our eye
CELESTINE's P O V‘‘Let's talk on the balcony…’’ I suggested, and I slowly lead the way, my steps were a little wobbly.‘‘Do you need me to help you?’’ Leina offered, smiling devilishly as she extended my hand in front of me.‘‘I'm not disabled…’’ I managed a small smile as I looked at her, ignoring her hand. ‘‘I'm still able to walk by myself...’’Leina shrugged her shoulders after retreating her hand, and then walked away from me towards the balcony.She chose to sit in my favorite spot on the sofa, and I took the chair that was directly across from her. As I sat down, I was aware of the light breeze that was blowing. Summer has officially begun, and the daytime temperatures were noticeably higher than normal.‘‘Don’t you feel afraid?’’ Suddenly, Leina inquired as she relaxed further into her seat and leaned back.‘‘Afraid of what?’’ I asked, frowning.‘‘Afraid of me...’’ she remarked, plastering her irritating smile all over her face while running her fingers along the fabric of th
CELESTINE's P O VI was disoriented when I woke up. It took me a few moments, and hard blinks to realize that I was no longer in our bedroom. I was in another room. One that was plain, and white.I was in the hospital…I pushed myself up on my elbows and listened closer as the sound of two men talking at the other side of the room.‘‘You should be quite proud of yourself, Mr. Maxwell!’’ The man in the white coat tapped Arnold’s shoulder. ‘‘Your wife is eight weeks pregnant…’’ he announced, and I frowned as I laid back down on the bed after the doctor had finished speaking.Pregnant? Me… pregnant?I shook my head in disbelief. How’s that even possible? I didn’t consider the possibility that I could still get pregnant again, due to the fact that I was missing one of my fallopian tubes.‘‘Arnold…’’ I called out softly. He seemed to be in a trance and made his senses back when he heard my voice.‘‘Yes? What…?’’ He sprinted over to the bed where I was lying and immediately grabbed my hand,
CELESTINE's P O VDinner was served in an atmosphere that was both magnificent and harmonic as we began eating. However, I could see that Leina was faking her grin, and I detected a trace of hostility in the covert manner in which she was staring at me.‘‘Sir, Madam... Mr. Wheeler is here!’’ Suddenly, a servant came over and informed everyone that Victor had arrived.What the hell was Victor Wheeler doing here?At that precise moment, my hand which was grasping the fork paused, and shortly thereafter, my fingers began to shake.The next instant, two men approached the dining table, and everyone stood up to greet them with the exception of Arnold and me.‘‘What's up, Victor? It has been quite some time!’’ William was the one who initially greeted him, and then Olivia dashed over to join in.‘‘Dad, Allen!’’ Leina bent over to give Victor a hug who was sitting down in a wheelchair, while Allen was standing behind, pushing the disabled old man.After not seeing Allen for a year, he had be
CELESTINE's P O V‘‘Outsiders…?’’ A scowl could be seen on Leina's face as she pretended not to grasp what I was talking about.‘‘I'm an outsider myself, and so are you, Leina...’’ I declared. ‘‘Why? Do you think you have a connection to the Wheeler family? If that’s the case, what kind of persona are you assuming to be yourself? My sister…? Or the sister-in-law of my husband? Or maybe… you’re ready to replace me as Mrs. Maxwell…’’The corner of Leina’s mouth twitched, giving the impression that she was already quite angry. ‘‘I’m your sister, of course!’’‘‘Sister…?’’ I scoffed, but said nothing further in response.‘‘What’s wrong with you?’’ Leina inquired, her voice becoming somewhat more agitated. ‘‘Our father did not commit any kind of wrongdoing towards you! Where have you been hiding your manners, huh?!’’‘‘Our father…?’’ After staring at Victor for a moment, I turned my attention to Leina with eyes that were expressionless and unfeeling beyond words. ‘‘He’s not my father!’’The
ARNOLD'S P O VWe moved to a different house. It wasn’t as enormous as the Maxwell villa, but I knew that my wife would be extremely comfortable living here because of the magnificent view. This house had been built for her since last year, and I've been looking for the ideal moment to make the offer for her to move in. And the perfect time had finally came.The residence could be found in a village that was situated on the outskirts of New York City. Because our bedroom was on the third floor, it naturally came equipped with an elevator for easy access especially for Celestine. We were able to take in the scenery beyond our balcony, thanks to its glass railing, which was constructed entirely of the transparent material.On the bottom level was a huge living area that has a large window with a view to the gorgeous patio that has a lot of flowers that my wife loved the most. This room also offers enough of space for guests to relax and enjoy themselves. A wonderful garden with breathta
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