LEINA's P O VAs I pulled up in front of Arnold and Celestine's house, I looked up and scanned the three-story house that was located in a rural area. I couldn't help but feel resentful and envious at the same time. If not for the fact that my sister was a thieving whore and stole everything that belonged to me, this house should have been mine to live in all along, together with Arnold.I made the decision to come here in the hopes that Arnold can assist me in finding a qualified lawyer to defend my father. I was confident that he wouldn't reject me because he still cared about me. I knew he was. That proved the way in which he assisted me the day I passed out in the police station.When I mentioned about the lorry that had collided with the car that Enid was driving, I noticed that the corners of his eyes began to bubble up with tears.The back of my hand, which had a medical tape on it, caught my attention briefly. I couldn't help but chuckle as I yanked the tape roughly and hurled
LEINA's P O V‘‘I'm really sorry...’’ Now that I think about it, I understand that I really fucked up. I should not have done that to the servant because the plan that was operating in my head at the time would have been derailed if she was unable to find it in her heart to forgive me for what I had done to her.‘‘I don't understand why you did that to me, Miss...’’ the servant mumbled angrily while smoothing out the wrinkles in the clean clothes she had just donned.‘‘My name is Lei—Enid…’’ It would be preferable if she referred to me by that name, since I have her face now. ‘‘And your name is...?’’She sighed heavily before she said her name. ‘‘Jane…’’We’re currently in her room since I offered to help her change out of her soaked clothing due to the orange juice I poured to her and also wash her hair. She initially refused to let me inside her room, but when I gave her a face that was both innocent and contrite, she eventually caved in and let me enter.‘‘The reason I did that was
CELESTINE's P O VWhen the sound of someone calling from the outside of the room disappeared, Arnold carried me to the bed, and resumed what we ‘re doing in the bathroom.‘‘Arnold…’’ I moaned, and his name sounded wonderful as it rolled off my mouth. This made him smile, as he was pleased with how his name sounded coming from me.I was filled with want, need, and desire. I wanted him to be buried deep inside of me, and he did just as he stretched me once again.He took the hilt off of his shaft, and with one long, skillful stroke, I cum around him, my whole lower half shook and my eyes fell closed as I moaned incessantly.‘‘You’re still very tight…’’ he groaned. ‘‘I can feel you so much around me…’’I moaned once more as he worked my center into a frenzy wonderful sensations. The only sound in the room was the sound of our skin slapping against one another, along with my moans and his groans.I have no control over my body; it's as if I were possessed; I'm swaying and shaking in respo
ARNOLD's P O V‘‘Please… just come home already...’’ Celestine said through the phone, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of compassion for her. I turned my attention to Chris, who was still trying to match the fingerprints in the database.‘‘Chris…’’ I spoke out to him, patting a hand lightly on his shoulder. ‘‘I’ll go home for a while. My wife needs me…’’‘‘But this will be done in a minute…’’ he said, not taking a glance on my way. ‘‘This won’t take long…’’‘‘Chris was totally correct...’’ Louis appeared out of nowhere and entered the room while holding a bottle of vodka. ‘‘Why don't you just wait until it's finished?’’‘‘I can’t…’’ I said, and he arched a brow as if he’s challenging me. I took a deep breath and cast a quick glance at the screen of my phone to check the time. It’s past eleven o’clock. I’d be home by twelve if l was going to leave now. ‘‘She's waiting for me...’’‘‘Don’t you want to take a shot first?’’ he asked, and I shook my head. ‘‘Okay…’’ Even though his tone
ARNOLD's P O VThe rain had already stopped, and I watched as Aunt Jane was taken into custody by the law enforcement officials. I didn’t show any compassion for her, despite the fact that she begged me to forgive her and asked not to turn her over to the authorities. She ought to be punished for attempting to kill my family.‘‘Sir, are you coming with us to the station?’’ Jason questioned as he stood on the threshold of the entranceway, looking around the house as his eyes searched for Celestine.‘‘She’s unaware of the situation that happened. Maybe… she's already asleep...’’ I brushed my hair in frustration for forgetting to check on her. ‘‘Call me if I needed to be there. I’ll come right away…’’He nodded.‘‘Thank you, Jason…’’ I gave him a light tap on the shoulder just as he was about to turn around and got to his car, following the police mobile.I grumbled as I locked the front door and went back into the kitchen to clean the milk that had spilled into the floor. However, as so
CELESTINE's P O VThis morning when I opened my eyes, I could feel the anticipation growing up in my chest. Last night, Arnold gave me his word that from this point forward, he won't ever leave my side. I was well aware that my wish was extremely self-centered, but I was only acting in this manner because I wanted what was best for my child.On the other hand, I was dismayed when I looked over on the spot beside me, and didn't see Arnold sleeping there with me.Even though it was still very early in the morning, as seen by the clock hanging on the wall, I gently got out of bed in order to find where Arnold had gone, but not after I stepped into the bathroom to wash my face, and brush my teeth.Still dressed in my night gown, I stepped out of the room and headed to the elevator.As soon as I walked into the kitchen, a yawn sprang out of my mouth, but the image that greeted me there caused me to immediately cover it with my hand.I stopped in my tracks, seeing my husband stood there coo
CELESTINE's P O VAfter arriving back to our house, I made the decision to take a shower, and Arnold proceeded to the study room in order to review the documents that Jason had sent to him through email. For the time being, he was working at home in order to accommodate my request to have him with me by my side all the time.It would undoubtedly bring about a change in our circumstance after Arnold ensuring both mine and my baby's safety; however, I am unsure of when this would take place. I had high hopes that he would take the steps required to get rid of Leina from our lives sooner, or I would do it myself.After I had finished showering, Arnold came to the room and took my hand in his, leading me back down the stairs.‘‘Would you want chicken and cheese pasta bake for lunch?’’ he asked, sitting on the couch, and urging me to sit next to him.‘‘Do you know how to make it?’’ I quirked a brow at him as I took a seat on the spot he’d just patted. I leaned against his chest and closed
CELESTINE's P O VOn the celestial canvas, which was being illuminated by a crescent moon, the deep orange glow of the golden hour was blending with shades of purple, rose quartz, and serenity as the sun was beginning to set.The only thing that could be heard breaking the silence of the evening was the chirping of the birds, the buzzing of the cicadas and crickets, and the rustling of the leaves on the gigantic trees.The night was surprisingly hot, and I didn’t realize that I was already sweating from reading the pregnancy book. I huffed in boredom, as I got up from the chair near the window, setting the book down on the bedside table, and checked the time, realizing that Arnold was soon going to be done with his work--- which he’d spent more time on after I’d told him that I was going to read a book.I made the decision to leave the room and proceeded to his study on the second floor, only to discover that it was deserted. I guess he had a phone call again from either Louis or Jaso
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