CELESTINE’s POVThe month of December in New York City was extremely chilly. The thick snowfall covered the entire city, turning an already freezing night into one that was much more solemn and cold. However… in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel, the heat was on full blast the moment I allowed Arnold Maxwell to kiss me.‘‘You smell so, so fucking good…’’ I heard him whisper in my ear, his nose nuzzling into my hair. My hands automatically wrapped around his neck when he started kissing my lips and he let out a gasp and then a low, guttural moan.Even though it took me some time to get used to having him in my mouth and established a rhythm… his squeals of unadulterated delight served as motivation for me to keep going. I had never experienced anything like this before, and I can't quite put my finger on why I find it so appealing.He kissed me in a manner that was intended to subdue me… and his fingers interlaced with mine over my head while he did so. I was giving my all to
CELESTINE’s POVThis is the right thing to do because I need money. I need him right now so I can get my money.‘‘Don’t…’’ Arnold took both of my hands and moved them out of the way so that he could get a better view of my wet folds. ‘‘You're beautiful…’’ Because the devotion that he exuded in his speech was so palpable, I can't help but direct my attention back to him.I shrieked when he pulled me by my legs to the edge of the bed and kneeled down on the floor. ‘‘You’re so fucking wet for me, Leina…’’ he murmured, and then without warning, he lifted my ass and spread my legs wide before burying his face between them, giving my puffy lips one good lick that made me cry out instantaneously as I threw my head back.‘‘Oh…’’ My chest tightened up and my breath caught in my throat as my hips came dangerously close to launching me off the bed if it weren't for his arms holding me down.A gasp left my mouth as his mouth drew closer to my slit, open-mouthed kissed it slowly before sucking it,
CELESTINE’s POVI don’t know what time it is when I felt my eyelids becoming heavy. When I was just about to nod off, I heard my phone vibrate on top of the bedside table next to me, making me jolt awake. I slowly removed Arnold’s arm that was wrapped around me, reaching for my phone to check who texted me, and as I did so… my eyes briefly landed on the time which read seven more minutes before three in the morning.‘‘Are you done?’’ It was a message from my sister.Slowly, I got up… careful not to wake the man on the bed next to me. I hurriedly slipped into Leina’s clothes and before I walked out of the room, I stared at Arnold who was sleeping peacefully, my eyes filled with admiration for how perfect his face and body were.I took a few deep breaths and gathered my belongings before forcing myself to drag out of the room, trying to ignore the ache I was feeling between my thighs due to what happened last night.‘‘What took you so long?’’ Immediately after I quietly slammed the door
CELESTINE's POVAfter what felt like forever... the taxi finally pulled up in front of a blue-gray mansion at exactly five in the morning, causing a sigh of relief to escape my mouth. After paying the taxi driver, I opened the door and stepped out.I wrapped myself as tightly as I could in my thick, old brown coat, and did my best to cover up and I softly grumbled as I made my way slowly towards the Wheeler Estate, which was situated in the rural area of New York. It was obvious from the outside that it possessed an incredible amount of power and wealth.The heavily armed security officers waved me through the enormous electronic iron gates that were etched in the center with a golden letter W that was far bigger than I was.In front of the mansion was a roundabout, with a gigantic fountain in the center but was now coated with snow. A statue of a roaring tiger ready to attack, was in the middle of the fountain.It’s always been my dream to live in a house with a beautiful landscape l
CELESTINE’s POVI watched them laugh for a moment before I cut in.‘‘Where’s my money?’’ I interrupted their laughter or should I say their daydreaming, and as expected… I was met with a deadly stare from both of them.They were the ones who offered me this--- to disguise as Leina… to make Arnold sleep with me and prove to him that Leina is a virgin and no man had ever touched her before. And if he was convinced, he’d eventually marry my sister.My twin sister couldn’t do it because she was a little bit of a whore who had slept with a large number of men. When they offered me this task, I immediately agreed to it because I needed the money for my mom who was badly ill. I can't let my mom suffer just like that. She had enough with my dad... and I think it's time for me to make her happy.I still recalled her telling me that when I and Leina were still months old, she found out that dad already has a lover named Ada. She was the woman in front of me, gazing at me with fire in her eyes r
CELESTINE’s POVSince I was already in possession of the money, I hastened to the hospital in order to settle my mother's bill. While I was waiting for the receipt, I looked about in an effort to find Dr. Andrew so that I might express my gratitude to him; but, he was not yet present.‘‘Thank you…’’ I gave the woman at the register a friendly smile, and even though she couldn't see my face in its entirety due to the mask I was wearing, she still managed to give me one in return.I made my way down the hallway in the direction of the elevator while scrunching up my nose at the pungent odor of disinfection and other substances that I was hesitant to identify. I've never been a fan of hospitals, and if my mother weren't so sick, I would never, ever set foot in this institution.I took a deep, fortifying breath as the elevator doors slid open, revealing the ward where my mom lay still hoping to her recuperate.When I was in the taxi earlier, I’d fallen asleep with memories of the night sp
CELESTINE’s POVThe following day, I walked to the basement where the cafeteria was and I heard a noise coming from the corner where the big screen of the television was situated.‘‘Hey! Look! This young man has such a dashing appearance!’’ an exclamation was made by a woman wearing a name tag that read ‘‘Martha’’ while pointing her finger toward the screen.I couldn't help but be interested, so I moved closer to them and peered inside to see who she was referring to. When I saw Arnold and Leina grinning broadly at the camera on the television screen, my eyes enlarged significantly. At that very instant, a horde of reporters and microphones converged on the individuals in an effort to conduct an interview with them.‘‘Mr. Maxwell, the Wheeler family's daughter has expressed interest in getting engaged to you; are you seriously considering accepting her proposal?’’ Arnold was approached by a middle-aged man.The astonishing man maintained an upright stance while exuding an air of unmis
CELESTINE’s POVI was washing some utensils on the sink when I heard Martha speak behind me. ‘‘Why are you wearing a face mask all the time, Celestine?’’ she asked curiously.It wasn't until just now that it dawned on me that Martha and my mother were both patients in the same hospital ward, but she was further along in the healing process, so she can roam around the hospital specifically in the basement where there’s a television. Though we also have one here in the ward, she preferred to watch on a larger screen.My eyes flashed as I turned to look at her. ‘‘Martha… I've never been in good health, and it started when I was a child. Because bacteria are present everywhere, there’s a good chance that I could easily get sick whenever I visit the hospital. My asthma will flare up in a very short amount of time.’’‘‘Oh, I see…’’ She acknowledged my answer with a nod and went back to watching television as she lay on her bed.I wiped my hands with the hand towel and walked back towards mo
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