Novelas de Tosin

Sienna's povI didn't know how long I stared at the picture but I paused for a while, a sigh escaping my lips. I had missed her but it seemed like her disappearance didn't want to be discussed. After placing the picture back where I found it, I strolled back to the balcony only to see him.I paused, my face turning pale but I guess he didn't need to look my way to know where I was. “The evening seems nice isn't it?" I swallowed. Two weird encounters and now he was here again. What did he really want from me?"Yeah, yeah it is.” I tried so hard to ease the tension that burned between us, or maybe me because I was felt hot just because of his presence.“And you're my fiancée now right?" He asked again, making a lump form in my throat. I felt my nerves tense so I kept shut for some time. "I guess so.” He finally stopped leaning on the railings then turned towards me. There was this look in his eyes that made me freeze."No please, not here. What if someone catches us?” I said inwa

SIENNA'S POV We finished right there on his desk.He thrusted in deep one last time, his hips grinded against me hard as he came hard inside the condom with my name on his lips. I tightened around him still shaking from my second orgasm, my legs were weak and the desk had creaked like it was going to break. There were papers everywhere. My bare ass on his dick, my thong pushed aside and his pants around his thighs.He pulled out slowly and disposed of the condom, then helped me down. My legs felt like jelly. He fixed my shirt carefully and passed me my thong. Then carefully smoothed my hair and planted a kiss on my forehead. It was gentle, almost kind.“We’re not done,” he murmured. “Tonight. At my place, after the engagement dinner.”I didn't say anything, I stared at him dazed, but I nodded and turned to leave.He unlocked the door and I slipped out first, my heart might as well could have been considered a talking drum because of the way it was pounding. I prayed no one saw me.

SIENNA'S POV The whole lecture felt like a fever dream I couldn’t wake up from.Professor Thorne Elias started the class as if there was nothing wrong. He kept a steady pace as he taught about forbidden desire in literature, power dynamics and the way characters destroy themselves chasing what they can’t have.It felt more to me like every word was arrowed at me, heck this entire topic was a bullet aimed at me. I sat there frozen, my notebook was open but my pen wasn't moving. I pressed my thighs together under the desk as flashbacks of last night came running through my mind.Every time he moved to the front, his sleeves rolled up which caused his forearms to flex, I flashed back to those same arms pinning me down, his mouth on my neck, his cock deep inside me. I was cooked, completely cooked.How did this even happen? One reckless night to feel free, and the universe laughed and gave me my fiancé as my professor. I kept replaying it—bar, elevator, hotel, his tongue between my le

SIENNA'S POV I woke up with a jolt.The sunlight stabbed through the curtains like it was punishing me. The bed sheets were knotted around my legs, my body still ached me in places I didn’t want to think about right now, and the room smelled like sex and his cologne. My phone lay dead on the nightstand. Shit!I scrambled up, and my heart was pounding like crazy. What time was it? How long had I been out? The clock on the wall said 7:42 and class started at 9. I had to get home, shower, change, and pretend last night didn’t happen.I grabbed my dress from the floor and yanked it on without bothering about the bra, I threw it in my bag instead. The thong was somewhere under the bed, but I had no time to look for it. Shoes, clutch, phone. I didn’t even look back at the bed where we’d wrecked each other. I just bolted for the door.The elevator ride down felt endless. Every ding made me flinch and I kept replaying flashes of last night—his mouth on me, his cock stretching me, his mout

SIENNA'S POV “Come in” He gestured for me to step in.I did, the door clicked shut behind me and the room drowned out the hallway noise. It was just us now. The hotel room smelt like expensive leather and fancy cotton sheets, with tall glass windows that gave a glittery view of the city. While I was up there about to do something irreversibly stupid. My heartbeat was so loud, I could have sworn he could hear it from across the room.I stood near the foot of the bed. I hadn’t planned to end up here, I just walked into that bar after another fight with Dad about the engagement date getting moved up, I ordered something strong, and this guy looked at me like I was the only person in the room. The next thing I knew we were in the elevator, with our hands roaming everywhere, our lips entwined and now we were here.He leaned against the wall by the window, with his shirt sleeves rolled to his elbows, and one ankle crossed over the other like he had all night to wait for me.His hair wa

Elsie’s POVI don’t know how long I remained there crying my eyes out, but Damien eventually left me alone and I had even slept off due to crying too much.When I eventually got off the floor and made my way to the door, my whole body was aching really badly but there was nothing I could do.I slowly unlocked the door and made my way out of the bathroom quietly, before looking around.Damien was lying on his side of the bed with his back turned to me. I would have assumed he was sleeping but by the way his shoulders were completely rigid, I knew he wasn’t sleeping. As I walked closer to the bed, I saw him stiffen even more."Elsie," he murmured, his voice rough and laced with frustration as he turned to look at me. "Pumpkin, please. Let's not do this. Just come to bed so we can sort this out.”I didn't say a word nor did I look at him. I simply walked to my side of the bed, got in, pulled the duvet over my shoulders, and lay down with my back completely turned to him, which was someth

Elsie’s POVAs I crashed down on the floor and let heavy sobs leave me, I didn’t know what hurt more at that moment, if it was the fact that Damien was treating me so coldly, or if it was the fact that I felt so pained he would believe his mom so much.Yes, I occasionally had mood swings because of pregnancy hormones, but there had never been a time where I acted out of the ordinary. This was the time we were supposed to bond better, but because of his mom, I was being treated like an outcast.And the fact that this was how I lost Lucas was even more painful, as I didn’t want to go through that hell again, for whatever reason. Lucas’s mom made me go through hell, but it wasn’t as bad as this, and the fact that he was now suddenly by his mom’s side made me even more confused because the last time I remembered was when I was begging him not to throw his mom out, so what had happened?When I heard a knock at the door, I quickly scrambled to my feet and tried to wipe my face, as I didn’t

Elsie’s POVSeeing Damien’s arrival did nothing to calm me down but I still hoped he would be able to put an end to whatever was going on."Damien!" I cried out, my voice cracking as I stepped toward him with my hands trembling as I reached for his arm. "Thank God you're home. You need to tell her to get that woman out of here! Your mother just brought a stranger into our house and forced her into the guest wing! She’s claiming I’m mentally unfit, Damien. She hired a live-in therapist to monitor me without my consent and she doesn’t want to listen to me.”The words spilled out of me in a rush as I tried to get him to understand me while he quietly listened.“But-"She fired Maria weeks ago, and now she’s trying to dictate my medical care and I don’t want that. Please, Damien, tell her to leave!”After my rant, I heaved a deep breath as I waited for Damien to say a word but before he could even finish processing my words, Eleanor stepped into our personal space with that determined loo

Elsie’s POVA week later and things had gone even worse than I would have ever imagined. Damien remained unchanged and now, he was out of the house before I even woke up and would only come back late at night, when I had already fallen asleep.Lady Eleanor remained as controlling as ever, making sure Damien barely even had time for himself and there was me, battling with my crazy hormones and feeling dumped at the same time.Now, I was sitting in the living room and staring blankly at a cup of herbal tea, when the doors pushed open. I braced myself, expecting to see Eleanor with her usual cold and demeaning words which I was getting used to but this time, she wasn't alone. When she walked into the estate, she was followed closely by a woman I had never seen before.The stranger was undeniably high-society because she was looking polished and looked strikingly beautiful in a luxurious dress. She was holding a bag that looked a little too big for a visit and then, it was her eyes that g

Elsie’s POVTwo weeks.Fourteen days of a suffocating, grinding silence that had slowly dismantled the happiness Damien and I had fought so hard to achieve. If someone had told me a fortnight ago that the biggest threat to my sanity wouldn't be Lucas or Victoria, but the sudden visit of a woman who I hadn’t seen in years, I would have laughed.But now, I was drowning in a situation I couldn’t understand and the worst was that the same man who had assured me he was going to be by my side at all times, had completely changed and he was nowhere to be found.Damien had changed and it was subtle at first, which was a stiffness in his shoulders when he came home and a long face while he threw me pitiful glances that I brushed off as his concern for me but even then, I realized he was cold towards me, even when we shared the same bed. It seemed as though his mind was somewhere else and he could not seem to get out.But over the last few days, things became relatively worse. He slowly stopped

Damien’s POVThe next day was the weekend so I didn’t go to work. I cuddled in bed with Elsie for as long as I could before she pushed me away and then, I had breakfast before going to my study to get some work done because there was so much to do.I lost track of time as I got swallowed up with work but after a long while, the door opened without a knock and I didn’t bother looking up because I assumed Elsie was here to keep me company since she probably missed me but instead of her mouth-watering scent that always made me relax, the hairs on my hands stood on end as I felt the air change around me, letting me know it wasn't Elsie but my mother."I see you’re still hiding," Eleanor said, her voice smooth and conversational as she walked toward the armchair opposite my desk and without waiting for an invitation, she flopped onto the seat. "It’s a pity, Damien. A man of your position should be more visible. But I suppose when you’ve tied yourself to a woman who is constantly retreating