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
CELESTINE'S P O VIt was time for us to sleep, so we lay down on the bed and turned our gaze to the ceiling as we did so. I shifted my body to face him, and he did the same thing, our eyes meeting at a moment, before his lips tore into a smile.I wasted no time, and encircled his neck with my arms, giving him a passionate kiss, pouring all of my unspoked words, and emotions into it to let him know that I love him.And Arnold seemed to understand that, for he wound his arms around me in a way that he had never done before, engulfing me completely in a hug that quickly warmed me up, and he kissed me with just as much fervor and energy as I had given him in return.I pushed him onto the bed and straddled him, bringing my crotch into contact with his boxer shorts. I then pushed my tongue into his mouth, and urgently searched for his as I continued to intensify the kiss.‘‘Celestine…’’ he mumbled as he pulled away from me and rested his forehead against mine while gazing into my eyes with
ARNOLD's P O V‘‘Louis… what did you find out?’’ I asked the question in a whisper as I slowly exited the room, careful not to wake Celestine. He texted me earlier but I wasn’t able to reply because Celestine was with me all the time.When I thought back to how much she enjoyed our time together, especially since I was right there by her side the whole time, I couldn't help but crack a grin. The way she felt aroused every time, the way she initiated the kiss, and making the first move of our intimate session earlier made my heart melt.Celestine’s angelic face, her intoxicating scent, and the sexual allure she exuded was too much for me to consistently withstand. The taste of her never gets old. It’s like a meal I’d fixated on, and I would never get bored of her.The body that was always sexy to me, even though her baby bump was growing, and in spite of the fact that her stomach would grow as big as a balloon, the fact that I love her ensures that she will always be the sexiest woman
CELESTINE's P O VIn all these years, I cannot remember a time when I slept as soundly as I did tonight. I had just rediscovered how to breathe, and I had a profound sense of calm and relaxation throughout my entire body.I stirred in my sleep when I became aware of Arnold getting out of bed and putting on his pants before dialing a number on his phone. He exited the room with caution, and I could hear his footsteps as he made his way towards the balcony.I sighed as I attempted to fall back asleep, but a few minutes later, I was startled awake again by the sound of the door to the room being opened and then closed once more. I heard his footsteps come to a halt in front of me, and I could feel him watching me.He most likely believed that I was deep in my sleep, so he walked towards the closet and pulled a shirt to wear before cautiously stepping back out of the room.I opened my eyes, stared up at the ceiling, listening to his car grumble to life, and roared away. I didn’t realize t
CELESTINE's P O VI could not risk losing my child. Not the second time around…I was frightened as I pulled up my underwear. That couldn’t be good. I was bleeding and pregnant. Something’s wrong… It’s horribly wrong…I took my time making my way to the bathroom, where I washed my hands, set the phone down on the counter, and then looked at myself in the mirror, where I noticed that my face had grown noticeably paler.What should I do now?I looked down at my phone and saw that Jenny had ended our call, so I thought it would be best to send her a quick text.‘‘Jenny, I'm bleeding…’’I was hoping for a quick response from her, but she didn't provide one. She might be heading her way here. If so, I really hope she does.I raced back to the room, where I was shaking with anxiety, and then quickly exited and made my way to the elevator. As soon as I got to the living room, I heard a banging knock on the front door, which was immediately followed by the sound of Jenny's voice.‘‘Celestine!
CELESTINE's P O VMy baby is okay, and I've never been happier in my life. The doctor told me that it’s a rare case of Braxton Hicks contractions, and I have nothing to worry about it. They are nothing more than the contractions of the uterus preparing to give birth to the baby.My doctor recommended that I take medications that would assist in preventing uterine contractions as well as reducing their frequency. He also suggested that I reduce my exposure to stress, as well as increase the amount of water and I have to exercise in the morning, and take a rest for the remaining hours of the day.My phone vibrated and I checked it quickly, only to see a message from Arnold, but I didn’t dare to open it. I had no interest in reading any more of his justifications.The ride to the airport was exhausting. It’s fifteen minutes, but it felt like an eternity. An eternity of overthinking every possible scenario. Every horrible thing could possibly happen today if Arnold was going to find me.I
CELESTINE's P O VA few minutes passed and the sleep I was desperately trying to get wasn’t coming at all. Frustrated, I stood up and excused myself as I passed through the passengers sitting next to me, and made my way to the bathroom.Upon getting out, I went back to my seat but I nearly tumbled over a book that suddenly fell into the aisle. Clearly gaining the eyes of everyone on the plane by now, I quickly tried to stop my fall, thankful to the man behind me who supported my back, making me swiftly catch my balance.‘‘Thank you…’’ I told him, and he nodded with a smile before returning back to his seat.‘‘That’s mine…’’ as I picked up the book, a little voice said next to me.I looked over and saw a little girl smiling at me with her hand out silently asking her book back. She tucked a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear and holding on tighter to her stuffed bunny. The bunny was a dirty gray with a pink belly and ears. Its ears almost looked torn off. But it looked loved.‘‘H
CELESTINE's P O VAs I sat next to Arnold in his car, I brushed away my tears and sniffled, trying to compose myself. He had rolled the partition up so that we could converse freely without having to be concerned about Jason and his security, who were sitting at the front of the car. We’ve decided that being here was safer, in case there were reporters around, or Leina’s accomplice.‘‘So, you’ve heard it from Louis…’’ I whispered, and Arnold nodded.He told me that he left that night because Louis insisted that he should come to see what Chris had found out—it was Leina's fingerprints that matched what they saw in Enid's car, and the one who was helping her was Mr. Hudson, Enid's stepfather.‘‘I was about to go home that night, but Louis urged me to take a shot of his rum, and I had no clue that I could fall asleep with only a few shots. We also didn’t expect a stranger to invade our secret place...’’ he shook his head as if it was the most regretful thing he had done in his life.‘‘W
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