ARNOLD's P O VIt's been three months since Celestine left the city and the villa… and today is the day that her sister, Leina, and I will finally get married.My parents came to the conclusion that they wanted to throw the ‘‘Wedding of the Century,’’ so they invited a large number of guests and spent no less than one hundred million dollars on the event, which was lavish in every sense of the word.At an early hour of the morning, the Maxwell villa was packed with many people. The entire building was surrounded by reporters from a variety of countries on all sides. After one another… luxury cars pulled up, and the passengers who exited the vehicles were celebrities and other well-known figures on their way to the event.Directors of local companies, as well as high-ranking officials from various city and county government agencies, arrived incognito. Even though Julian's parents had arrived three days earlier to lend a hand and Dad was extremely busy, the amount of work that needed t
CELESTINE’s P O VOutside… the atmosphere was very lively, and everyone was in a happy mood. I moved through the crowd while donning a black cap in order to maintain a low profile and hide as much of my face as possible.Soon after that… I made my way to a location behind one of the pillars, and when I got there, I saw the man waiting for me with great impatience.‘‘Are you sure that this is what you want to do?’’ the gentleman who was wearing glasses queried. ‘‘You are putting yourself in harm's way by doing this...’’I smiled at him in a way that was a little bit mocking as I looked at him. ‘‘Are you able to carry it out or not? Please let me know as soon as possible so that I can discuss the matter with the other reporters and ask them to perform this task on my behalf... I have a feeling that they will be more interested in doing it.’’ I said as I turned to face the group of reporters who were awaiting the start of the wedding ceremony.When I started to move away from him, he sto
CELESTINE's P O VI object!Two words that caused the entire audience to fall silent as they looked at me with wide-open mouths and shocked expressions on their faces. Nearly all of them turned their heads in my direction, as though they were wondering who was the courageous woman that brought an end to this grand and luxurious wedding.I smirked as I slowly took off my cap and mask, showing them my face as I moved closer to the groom and the bride, who were staring at me in shock--- Oh… it was only my sister who seemed taken aback at my presence because the groom appeared as though he was expecting this to happen.‘‘Isn't she the bride's sister…?’’ I picked up on what someone in the crowd said.‘‘Oh my God! She's the black sheep of the Wheeler family!’’I expressed surprise by raising an eyebrow, but I didn't bother to look at the person who had made this statement. I have always been conscious of the fact that this was how other people saw me; they considered me to be a black sheep,
CELESTINE’s P O VThe entire crowd let out a gasp, and countless photographers snapped pictures as they witnessed the most remarkable event that had taken place in New York this year, or maybe not this year, but the entire thing that had happened in the city.Tomorrow… this will undoubtedly be one of the headlines, and I couldn't wait!Arnold exhibited no signs of surprise… as if he was aware that this would occur in the future. He didn't say anything; he simply stared at me with a dumbfounded expression on his face.‘‘What do you think I will respond to you with?’’ He asked me this while his hand was on mine, squeezing it, but his face remained emotionless the entire time.‘‘I think… You will say, yes!’’ I smiled at him, showing him my most alluring and perfect smile... but he didn’t budge from his position, and just raised an eyebrow at me.‘‘You’re that confident that I will say yes?’’ he smiled to me this time, but it seemed to be accompanied by ridicule.‘‘Hey!’’ Someone in the c
CELESTINE's P O V‘‘You have no choice but to leave! Now!’’ Mrs. Maxwell suddenly stood up, and while she was doing so, she motioned for one of the bodyguards to come over to assist her. He stopped beside her, carrying a black shoulder bag, and he handed it to her. Arnold’s mom opened her bag and flung a check at my face. ‘‘That's the equivalent of five million dollars! Leave this place and get lost!’’When I bent down to pick up the check after it had fallen at my feet, I raised my eyebrows to look at the amount of money that was written on it. ‘‘That is incredibly kind of you, Mrs. Maxwell... I am grateful.’’‘‘Get out of here!’’ she shouted on my face. ‘‘Leave! Now!’’I raised both hands into the air in a mocking way and turned around to leave, but as I did so… I heard a low sound reverberate through the speakers, and when I turned my head to check who it was, my heart raced when I saw Arnold holding the microphone. The priest who had been holding it moments earlier was nowhere to
ARNOLD’s P O VI was aware that by this time, the majority of the guests had been led out of the venue of the wedding by the bodyguards, and that the only people who were still there were our immediate family members and close friends.I continued to drive as I frustratedly ran my fingers through my hair, but I was taken aback when my phone began to burst from the number of calls and messages it was receiving, most likely from my own family or from the Wheeler's.On the other hand… as I kept my attention fixed on the road ahead of me, I paid no mind to my phone. The roaring sound of the accelerator pedal could be heard the entire time.I simultaneously glanced over at the woman who was seated quietly beside me, and I noticed that regardless of how fast the car was moving, her expression did not change at all. She didn't show any sign of surprise or didn’t even bat an eyelid.She was certainly one tough woman!My desired location was reached quite quickly, and I pulled up in front of t
CELESTINE's P O VAfter a few moments, the entire city of New York was nearly brought to its collective knees by the news that Arnold Maxwell had finally gotten married, which he had posted on his personal account on one of the social media platforms.On the other hand… the name that appeared on the marriage certificate was not that of Leina Wheeler but rather that of her sister, Celestine Wheeler, who is none other than me.I wasn't sure what to think at the time, but just the idea of the Wheeler family getting angry was enough to make me silently celebrate the outcome of what I’ve done.After pulling out my phone, I discovered that the general public was in an uproar, and within a short amount of time, our marriage became a topic of conversation and began trending on social media.This caused my lips to curve higher as I smiled in victory.Have people shared it too quickly?Some people were skeptical about the validity of the marriage between the affluent son of the Maxwell family a
CELESTINE’s P O VOver the years, I got used to being silent. I had no habit of explaining things to anyone. Moreover… I didn't want Julian to know the truth because I knew that if he did, it would hurt him even more than it already does.As I proceeded further inside the house… I saw an open room and I walked inside to check who are they and I saw Arnold's father having a conversation with some older men who appeared to be their immediate relatives. The moment they all laid eyes on me, they became rigid.‘‘Could that possibly be Celestine?’’ I overheard the man with the dark hair sitting next to William Maxwell asking, and in response… he nodded before greeting me with a brief smile.Mr. William Maxwell was a very impressive man. In spite of everything I've done to his family, he was still pleasant to me and didn't show any animosity toward me. And I was glad to know about that.‘‘Does she even have the audacity to come here?’’ The other man, who had gray hair and wore it in a brush-
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