CYNTHIA's P O VI forged my father's signature on the permission slip for the sports competition that we were holding to earn money for our upcoming trip to Italy. I did this because I was confident that he would be on board with the idea no matter what. But due to the fact that he was perpetually busy and I was unable to find the time to make him sign it, I copied his signature.Students crowded into the gym in full force. We have all registered our attendance at the tables that were arranged in a row at the base of the bleachers.I was taking part in the long jump competition, and I noticed that there was no sign of Julian anywhere. He was presumably helping set things up outdoors on the turf with the football players. Coach Brown was on paternity leave because his wife had just given birth to their baby last night. So, Julian was taking charge of what Coach Brown’s was assigned to do.Julian claimed that he would be going back to France after my mom's birthday, but the school reque
CYNTHIA's P O V‘‘Fine!’’ I let out a sigh of defeat. ‘‘I won't stand in the way of you marrying Tori any longer...’’I gently rose up, but I flinched as I felt the searing agony in my ankle again. That drove Julian to rush over to me, and he assisted me in sitting back down. I couldn't help but grin as the thought occurred that his concern for me would remain constant. And if nothing else, I always have that option to use it as a weapon against him. Great!I retreated to my seat and clutched my fingers around the bottom of his shirt to ensure that he wouldn't draw away from me once again.‘‘You’re not going to stop me from marrying Tori, then tell me what do you want?’’ His gaze drifted down to my heaving breasts for a fraction of a second, and for some reason, that provided me with the courage to answer him.‘‘Of course, you… I want you, Julian…’’ My response came out in a breath, and then I pulled his nape and pressed my lips to his.His hands came down to my shoulders, and he push
CYNTHIA's P O VI was excited for dinner, so I opened the door to my room and was about to step out when I noticed that Julian had also opened the door to his room and was started to walk down the corridor, avoiding my eyes.‘‘Julian, where are you going?’’ While I questioned him, my attention was drawn to the bag that he was carrying in his hand.He let out a sigh and started approaching me more closely. ‘‘I'm going back to my house...’’What?When I saw in his eyes how envious he was when he saw Alex carrying me yesterday, I believed it was a sign that he also has feelings for me. But why was he going to leave the house now? Does it mean that he was going to avoid me from now on?‘‘Julian—’’‘‘What happened yesterday was a sign…’’ he declared. ‘‘One of the teachers in school interrupted us, and what we were about to do was wrong, you know it. Everything we did was wrong. From now on, we will stay away from each other, understood?’’ he spoke coldly, emotionlessly, without even deemin
CYNTHIA's P O VI was walking down the hallways aimlessly and staring at nothing in particular as I made my way to my classroom when I caught a glimpse of Julian's back as he entered Coach Brown's office. ''Julian!'' I tried to call him, but he seemed as though he didn't hear me, since he ignored me, as he closed the door once he entered inside.I quickened my pace walking straight towards the office, glancing around if someone was checking on me, and when I didn’t see anyone, I continued walking.Why did I have to feel guilty anyway? Everyone in the school was aware that Julian and I were cousins, so I didn't have anything to worry about. I can do whatever I want without worrying anything.Before I get to my first class, I need to go and see him because I’ve been missing him. He didn’t show up in the house on the weekends, and I controlled myself not to go in his house, and even prevented my fingers to type a message for him.Right at this moment, I felt queasy.My heart was thumping
CYNTHIA's P O V‘‘I… I want that. I want to spend time with you, please…’’ I said, after hearing what he had just told me.Yet, much to my disappointment, he shook his head. ‘‘No…’’I had no choice but to seize that priceless opportunity because I knew that spending time together will one day pave the way for significantly more. ‘‘Please, I won't try to do anything...,’’‘‘No… Since you first had the idea to seduce me, I've been asking you to quit flirting with me, but every time we're together, all you do is the complete opposite of everything I've asked you to stop doing. I get that you're used to people never saying no to you, but unfortunately, I'm not one of them…’’ Julian admonished me resolutely while looking me dead in the eyes with an icy expression.‘‘That's because I know that you want it too, but you're desperately holding to this 'faithful to Tori' act, which is why I take matters into my own hands, so that you won't need to worry about feeling guilty...’’ I explained wit
JULIAN's P O VI made an effort to recall the previous sessions I'd had with Tori, but I was so anxious that I couldn't even remember the details accurately. My thoughts were consumed by anxiety that was brought on by her... Cynthia--- her pretty face... red lips... beautiful neck... voluptuous breasts...And all of a sudden, a flood of memories came over me, including her sexy little body pressing against mine as I touched her… her soft moans, and her full, red lips entwining themselves with mine. That was all it took for my friend to rise to the full mast.Fucking Shit!!!Nevertheless, I paced upstairs and give what Tori wanted, thinking it was Cynthia I was watching pleasuring herself on the screen of my phone.…………*************……………The day of our trip has at long last come around. Cynthia was dressed in a bright yellow sundress that heavily contrasted against her creamy complexion. She looked absolutely beautiful. Her eyes, on the other hand, revealed a story that I didn’t want t
CYNTHIA's P O VI was unable to fall asleep.During dinner, I overheard Melanie complaining to her friends about how bothersome it was to have the Dean and several instructors monitoring our floor. Considering how they shared the room next to mine, I immediately put two plus two together and realized that fucking Julian was going to be sleeping just a few feet away from me, every single night throughout the entire span of a week.This was such a pure torture for me! I was trying to forget him, but here he was getting closer to me again!In reference to Melanie, she couldn’t stare directly into my eyes each time I accidently walked up through her or met her. Nonetheless, it seemed as though she was always wanting to say something to me, and although I was waiting for her to do so, I have no idea why she didn’t.I needed to vent, to yell or scream. Because of Julian!I forced myself to sit up and cast a quick peek at Stef. She had fallen asleep in a heap on the bed and was quietly snori
CYNTHIA's P O V‘‘Italian guys seem like they were made to be fucking perfect...’’ Stef said it with a dreamy tone as she turned around to look at one of the many university students that walked past us.My lips, which were painted with a very light layer of red lipstick, erupted in a short chuckle. ‘‘Guys? You mean, men…’’ I retaliated by shooting a glance at Julian secretly, before moving my attention to the Italian professor of literature that he was speaking with.Stef rolled her jade eyes and shook her head in disapproval. ‘‘I said what I said. You know I’m not into oldies…’’But Julian wasn’t that old!‘‘Alright, kids… Before we proceed to the next museum, how about we get something to eat beforehand, like ice cream?’’ Mr. Benigni pretty much yelled, which caused some of the people walking by to give him some strange looks.We all agreed in unison, expressing our elation at having the opportunity to try some authentic, artisanal ice cream at last.Julian, who appeared to have vi
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