CYNTHIA's P O VThe waiter handed Arnold the first-aid kit box, before cleaning the shattered glass on the floor. Arnold opened the box, and handed a strip of band-aid to Julian.Throughout the time that Tori was watching Julian assist me, and until now that he was applying the strip to my finger, I could feel her irritated glare.‘‘Does it still hurt?’’ Julian asked, looking up at me.‘‘Just a little...’’ I whispered as I slowly withdrew my hand, and I couldn't help but feel excited about how well he had been treating me. ‘‘Thanks…’’A sudden ring of phone from Arnold’s pocket interrupted us. ‘‘I’m sorry, but I have to take this…’’ my brother said as he stood up from his seat. ‘‘Are you feeling okay now, Cynthia?’’I nodded. ‘‘Yeah…’’He gave my shoulder a gentle pat before he walked out of the room, and answered his phone which was still ringing loudly on his way out.Julian was already sitting next to me when he reached for the table napkin and then abruptly wiped the stain from my
CYNTHIA’s P O VThey have abandoned me.That was the first thing that sprang into my head as I looked around the restaurant, and I couldn’t find them anywhere.My shoulders sagged, and tears started to pool in my eyes as I made my way out of the restaurant. I stood at the entryway, still holding out hope that either Julian or Arnold would be waiting for me outside. Then again, the fact that I couldn't even see even their shadows made the disappointment I already felt even worse.I heaved a heavy sigh as I headed in the direction of the parking lot while dialing Arnold’s number. I looked around to see if I could spot the car that belonged to my brother, pressing the phone to my ear, praying that he would pick up my call.‘‘The number you have dialed is either unattended or out of coverage area, please try again later…’’Shit!This time, I decided to dial Julian's number, but just like Arnold, he wasn’t answering. Perhaps he was busy running after his fiancee!I scoffed, balling my fist
JULIAN's P O VIt was hard for me to accept that Cynthia had just done that to Tori. Her innocent look was really deceiving. I couldn't help but shake my head as I made my way back to our table, only to discover that nobody was there.Where did they disappear to?I just came back from talking to Tori, and she said that she needed time to think about our relationship, and the wedding. She’s currently staying in the house with my mom, and she informed me that she would be spending the night in a hotel because of what happened earlier.‘‘Is she the reason why you chose to stay at Maxwell villa instead at your own house with your mom?’’ I remembered her asking me as we waited for a cab to arrive. She declined my offer to drive her to the hotel.‘‘God, Tori… I already told you. I’m Arnold's business partner in this resort venture, so I am needed to stay there. Cynthia is a relative of mine. It's not necessary for you to feel envious of her...’’ I tried to soothe her, but deep down I knew t
CYNTHIA' s P O V‘‘His mom recently remarried, and her new husband has a daughter...’’ Stef explained, raising her gaze to me.‘‘What? If that’s the case, then they are not related by blood!’’‘‘Still, she’s his stepsister…’’ she said, and I rolled my eyes. ‘‘I tried to call him a few times but he didn’t want to pick up his phone!’’‘‘Maybe he’s guilty…’’ I scoffed, downing the rest of the wine.‘‘Jace would never do that to me…’’“He already did, Stef! Not only once, not only twice, but many times!’’ I hissed, throwing my hand dramatically.‘‘You’re making things worse, Cynthia…’’ She made a cute little pout. ‘‘You’re not really helping at all…’’‘‘What do you want me to do then? Jace always cheats on you. You know I never wanted him for you in the first place, but because I love you---’’‘‘Oh… that’s so sweet of you…’’ she said, scooting closer to me, and I scrunched my nose at her smell. Stef noticed it, and she hastily moved away. ‘‘Sorry… I had been drinking since this afternoon…
CYNTHIA's P O VI wasn't prepared for how quickly Stef was able to compose herself because she had already stopped crying. Even at this moment, she was already giggling as if nothing happened.We were getting ready to go to a party that was going on right now in her neighborhood, which was located only a few blocks away from her house.I stepped into the black, strapless dress that she had lent me, and her eyes widened, then covered her mouth at the sight of me, before a big ‘‘whoop whoop’’ came blaring from her lips as she removed the towel that was wrapped around her body.She had just emerged from the shower room, and was currently donning a red dress, which she explained was the color of celebration and independence. Indeed, she appeared to be enjoying herself at this point, and I didn't want to disrupt it.I quickly disregarded the idea of informing her about Melanie since I was aware that she would never support the concept of my rekindling our friendship after what had happened
CYNTHIA's P O VAlex’s voice caused me to turn around. I couldn't deny the fact that he looked hot. His hair was slicked back with gel, and his shirt fit snugly around his chiseled frame. I averted my eyes away from him and heaved a sigh as I shifted my attention back outside the window.‘‘Cynthia, please... Can we talk?’’ He inquired with a trace of trepidation in his voice.‘‘There's nothing to talk about, Alex…’’ I mumbled, loud enough for him to hear. ‘‘I don't want to have another argument with Becca, so I would appreciate it if you would just keep away from me...’’‘‘Becca lied to you…’’ he said. ‘‘I told you, we’re done! It only happened once!’’‘‘I don't care Alex! I don’t care if you have fucked her once, twice, thrice!’’ I was becoming emotional as the alcohol started to take effect on my body. ‘‘Please don't make my life more difficult than it already is; I really don't want anything complicated! Just. Stay. Away. From me!’’‘‘I can’t… You know, I can’t, Cynthia…’’ his eyes
CYNTHIA's P O VJulian’s home was not what I expected. It’s a quaint little white house with a small garden and a garage. The lawn was well cared of.Julian pulled into the driveway and turned the engine off. I heard Stef groan in the back while Alex started to stir in his sleep, slowly blinking his eyes, and then opening them.‘‘Where are we?’’ Alex asked, yawning, and stretching his arms as he looked around.‘‘We’re here now at Julian’s house…’’ I said as I unlocked the car and hopped out.‘‘What did she do?’’ As Julian looked at Stef who was splayed out on the back seat, his brows furrowed with annoyed bewilderment.‘‘I wouldn’t be surprised though. She’s a party girl…’’ I commented matter-of-factly, crossing my arms over my chest.Julian and I made eye contact, and I swallowed when the intensity of his gaze lingering on my face made me look away, pretending to be interested in something around the house.‘‘I’ll have to carry her. She can sleep on the couch…’’‘‘Oh… okay, but---’’
CYNTHIA's P O V‘‘That’s mom’s room…’’ I jumped when I heard Julian’s voice, and I immediately removed my hand from the door knob as if I was burned.While leaning against the wall next to me and keeping his arms crossed over his chest, Julian observed me as I made my way toward the door that led to the next room.‘‘That’s the guest room baby, and Alex is currently sleeping there…’’ he stated, teasing me even more.‘‘What the fuck, Julian?!’’ I groaned in frustration. ‘‘All I want is to rest, because it’s already fucking two in the morning! And here you are---’’He picked me up, and a small yelp escaped my lips as he threw me over his shoulder, and carried me to the third room. ‘‘Put me down, Julian!’’‘‘Ssshhh…!’’ he smacked my ass, and my eyes widened in shock as I flailed my arms and legs to get away from him. ‘‘You’re going to spend the night in this room!’’ he exclaimed and then tossed me onto the bed on my back, and I bounced slightly.I could tell that it’s his room just from 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