Semua Bab Once Upon A Drunk Night : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Elena’s Perspective Have you ever experienced a strong dislike for your appearance and wished to transform every aspect of your life? If so, you are not alone; I share that sentiment. I was born on what my father describes as the happiest day of his life, accompanied by my twin sister, Eloisa, who arrived just fifteen minutes before me. She is the ideal sibling. Eloisa has always been my mother’s favorite. She is intelligent, possesses my mother’s lustrous blonde hair and striking blue eyes, and has a tall, slender physique with beautifully tanned skin. Overall, she has an impressive figure and resembles our mother closely. Eloisa is a lawyer, and my mother adores her. In contrast, I feel that my mother does not hold the same affection for me, as I have never quite lived up to the image of the perfect daughter she envisioned. Since birth, I have been plus-sized and not particularly academically inclined. To be honest, I have always disliked school and reading. I was chubby, and my

Lorenzo’s POV I swiftly pack my suitcase, having accompanied Diego on his brief journey, as I had some matters to attend to in California and also to evade Eloisa. I cannot comprehend why she fails to understand that I have no interest in her whatsoever; I have attempted to be both courteous and blunt, yet the persistent woman simply does not grasp it. She visits me daily, even my mother does not come to see me every day, and she is quite clingy. I had to head back home today, as I had several meetings awaiting my attention, and I can no longer remain and witness my best friend treating his wife, who is a goddess, with utter disrespect. If I stay for another day, I might end up putting Diego in a hospital and revealing my little secret. Here I was, fleeing from the clingy Eloisa, while Diego was escaping from her twin, Elena. I despised the fact that he married her despite not loving her, but I felt powerless to intervene; he is my best friend, and I cannot jeopardize our friendsh

Elena’s POV Today must be the most chaotic day of my life. I had to rise by 6 AM this morning to review the party hall arrangements with my mother, Eloisa, and her event planner. After that, we visited the spa, then the salon, and finally the mall, including a stop at the jewelry store. Now, I find myself confined to one of the hotel rooms where the party will occur, dressed in my bathrobe with my makeup completed, just a few hours before the grand event. I chose an emerald strapless sparkling straight gown that is knee-length and fits me like a second skin. My mother claims it accentuates my figure and makes me appear larger, and she never ceases to voice her complaints. However, I adore the dress; it makes me feel alluring. I paired it with a diamond necklace, earrings, and bracelet. Today, I styled my hair in curls and draped it over one shoulder. I attempt to relax and soothe my frayed nerves, which have left me feeling cornered. I try to focus on Diego, who hasn’t even called

Moving Out Elena’s POV I awoke to find Lorenzo peacefully sleeping beside me, his arms enveloping me. I gently traced my finger along his jawline and admired his handsome features. I should be feeling regret or guilt; I willingly engaged in intimate relations with my husband's best friend repeatedly throughout the night. Yet, I do not feel that way. Last night was the most extraordinary night of my life. Lorenzo made love to me as if I were a goddess he had revered for eternity. He treated me as a woman with intense desires, making me feel sexy, beautiful, and incomparable. He made me feel desired, and above all, he fulfilled me while expressing that he could never get enough of me. I cherished what I did; I do not feel remorse for pursuing my own happiness. He must be exhausted; we had intimate relations until morning, and I had to persuade him with a plea of fatigue to allow us some rest. I attempt to gently extricate his hands from my body so that I can rise. He holds me fir

Elena’s POV Lorenzo abandoned me to my despair; I cannot stop thinking about the fact that he is going to meet Diego. I am overwhelmed with anxiety—what if Diego is aware of our affair. I can hardly believe it myself; I am involved in an affair with my husband’s best friend. What will my parents say when the truth eventually comes to light? What will Eloisa think? She will undoubtedly despise me for eternity. Oh God, what was I thinking with Lorenzo? I didn’t even consider that I was betraying not only Diego but everyone around me. I was so engrossed in the passion and affection Lorenzo provided that I lost my ability to think clearly. However, I cannot afford to lose someone like Lorenzo; I simply cannot let him slip away. He makes me feel cherished and joyful; he embodies everything that Diego is not, and he is the man of my dreams. Is it too much to ask to be selfish just this once and desire Lorenzo for myself? I must steady my frayed nerves and devise a plan for when Diego