ARNOLD'S POV‘‘Celestine… stop it!’’ Leina tried to stifle her sister's continued babbling by placing her hand over her mouth. There was fear in her eyes as she glared at Celestine and I don't know why she was feeling this way. ‘‘The alcohol’s gone straight to your head! You have to stop talking now, or you’ll embarrass yourself even more…’’‘‘You sold your virginity for ten thousand dollars?’’ Mia repeated what Celestine had just stated in her own words. I, too, found it impossible to believe what I had just been told. Did she actually carry it out? Or is she simply inebriated and making things up as a result of having consumed an excessive amount of alcohol?Everyone perked their ears up in response to what was spoken. As if they hadn't considered the possibility that she might have sold her virginity for something else.‘‘Yes...’’ she smirked at Mia, her eyes fluttering as she spoke. ‘‘For ten thousand dollars. Easy money, right…?’’As she smiled, a few strands of her gorgeous hair
ARNOLD'S POVI set Celestine down on her bed, and heaving a deep sigh… I noticed that her yellow dress was completely drenched. As I contemplated my next move in relation to this woman, I began to pace around the room. Ah… women! I let out a groan as I frustratedly pulled the roots of my hair with both hands, staring at the beautiful girl lying on the bed with her eyes closed.I had no idea why I decided to save her from drowning. When I saw her fall into the water… I felt as though my heart had stopped beating. I was worried that something bad might happen to her. But why? Why would I feel like that?It would make sense for her to be the kind of girl that I detested the most... a woman who is sexually predatory, a liar, and a betrayer. Every time I think about her, I found myself becoming irritable and losing my patience.I couldn't help but get a complicated feeling as I watched her sleeping body pass before my eyes. What are you doing to me, woman?Suddenly, I heard her murmuring,
CELESTINE’s POVWhen I saw that the most conceited and heartless billionaire, Arnold Maxwell, was now hidden behind the curtain… I couldn't help but laugh. He looked like he was playing the part of a man who’s having an affair with the wife of another man.I picked up the yellow dress that was still drenched in water and my bra that was lying around on the ground and placed them both at the bathroom sink before putting on a robe and walking towards the door in order to open it.‘‘What took you so long?’’ After Leina's outburst, she realized that Julian was standing behind her, which caused her tone of voice to alter. ‘‘Are you okay now, Celestine…?’’‘‘Yeah…’’ I nodded. ‘‘I'm so sorry... I'm just--- I had way too much to drink, which is why it was so difficult for me to get out of bed. My vision is getting a little blurry, and...’’‘‘It's okay…’’ Julian remarked, and before I could respond… he had already moved into position in front of me and his arms were wrapped around my body, mak
CELESTINE’s POVI awoke the following morning to the sound of a loud knock on the door, and I was still feeling tired at the time… so, I grumbled in response. I checked the time on my phone, with my eyes only half-opened, it said was already eight o'clock in the morning. I let out another groan as I laid down my phone and pulled the sheets over my head to shield my face from the sunlight.The night before, when I knew that remaining in the room would just hasten my plunge into hell… I spent more than two hours with Julian in the restaurant, just eating, laughing, and getting to know each other better.When I finally made it back to the room, it was already three in the morning… and Arnold had, of course, already left. Julian continued to wake me up with his loud knocks despite the fact that I had only gotten a few hours of fitful sleep.‘‘Celestine, wake up!’’ I heard him say, followed by a resounding pounding at my door.‘‘Ugh!’’ I muttered as I yanked the quilt off of my face, my li
CELESTINE’s POVWe sailed for an hour before reaching the vast and desolate island in the middle of the ocean. When I looked around, I noticed that this island had not been developed yet, which meant that its value was quite high.The locals trembled as the sea level rose at a rate that was significantly higher than that of the other well-known islands.However, because this island wasn’t so far from the hotel, it would be made available for everyday exploration and new experiences. According to what Julian had explained to me earlier, I believe that purchasing this place was definitely money well spent.I had just gotten off the yacht when my stomach began to turn, and I couldn't help but throw up. Lo and behold, I was both seasick and airsick.‘‘Celestine… are you okay?’’ Julian inquired as he gently caressed my back before offering me a bottle of clean water.‘‘Yeah…’’ I forced a smile on my face even though I wasn't feeling too good. If I had known that something like this would o
CELESTINE’s POVWhen I thought about Leina, my twin sister and the person who had killed my mother, I came to a complete stop. She deserved to be punished! She deserved to be hurt just as much as she hurt my mom! She didn't bother herself or show any care about our mother at all. She only cared for this man, Arnold Maxwell!After having that thought, I glanced back and saw that Arnold was still looking at me with his brows furrowed. The hatred I had been feeling transformed into a sly grin on my face.‘‘Arnold…’’ I whispered as I took a step forward and pressed my body against his. My arms were wrapped around his neck, and I felt like I was going to burst out laughing when I felt him stiffen even though his icy eyes darkened. ‘‘Is it really true that you were a virgin?’’He groaned as he brought his fingers up to my chin and cupped it. ‘‘Do you want to die, hmmm?’’‘‘Awww… Did I hit a nerve, Mr. Arnold Maxwell?’’ I smiled alluringly and wiggled my eyebrows in a teasing manner. ‘‘It’s
CELESTINE’s POV‘‘What are you up to?’’ I yelled as I leaned back against the tree where Arnold put me down from carrying me on his shoulder. ‘‘What are you trying to do to me?’’Why haven't they arrived at this point? I was under the impression that as soon as Leina saw the photo that I had sent to her, they would come and look for us. Why are they taking such a long time?Arnold didn't answer me. His gaze moved down from my face, first focusing on my eyes, then moving on to my lips, as if conducting an examination of me.I was caught off guard when his mouth immediately captured mine, opening my lips with his thrusting tongue.I wanted to put up a fight against him because of my pride, but my traitorous body was so responsive. I pressed my hands on his chest, ready to push him away. However… to my surprise, they slowly moved up from his chest all the way to his nape, surrendering to him.I gasped when he took off my coat and eased the straps of my dress aside, exposing my breasts. H
CELESTINE’s P O VI felt Arnold collapse on the dry leaves next to me. He appeared as though he was just completed a marathon based on the rate at which he was breathing. I rolled over onto my side and turned my back on him as he gazed at me.This shouldn’t happen…It was a mistake…I provoked him, and he did it…And I let him…I just let him…I slowly raised myself to my feet and looked around for my underwear. When I finally found it, I let out a sigh of relief, and then I quickly picked it up and put it on. I was acutely aware that Arnold was observing me the entire time, and I was unable to control the amount of redness that appeared on my face.I left him and started to make my way back to where the yacht was docked, and I nervously chewed on my lower lip. What would Leina so if she sees me? I knew she would embarrass me in front of her friends, in front of Julian.Suddenly, a loud thunderclap caused me to stop in my tracks. When I looked up, I noticed that the sky was much darke
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