Elena’s POVThe weight of their collective gaze bore down on me like an oppressive force, each glance from Anthony, Michael, and Fedora an intense beam that dissected my every movement. Why were they looking at me? And why do I have the problem of never looking away. Their scrutiny wrapped around me like a suffocating cloak that stirred an unsettling discomfort within.I smiled, hoping it would drift their focusaway from me but it remained fixed on me, the air seemed like it grew taut with tension, permeating the ballroom with an unspoken unease worst than it already was. Their attention towards me created a vulnerable atmosphere, leaving me feeling exposed and naked, their eyes locking onto me with an almost palpable intensity. An anxious knot tightened in the pit of my stomach, a feeling of foreboding gripping me as their gaze bore down with escalating intent.When i thought things couldn’t get worst, it did the room's ambiance shifted as Anthony and Michael began to walk toward me
Elena’s POVThe opulent ballroom seemed to still have it magic, I looked around and i could see every one was happy, even the girls who stood at a particular corner of the room gossiping looked happy, everyone smiling and laughing at jokes,Why wasn’t I happy?This night was suffocating and there was a heavy foreboding tension that lurked beneath the polished veneer of elegance.Michael and Anthony, usually the epitome of collected demeanor, exchanged quick glances fraught with a silent urgency. Their whispered conversation, hidden behind seemingly casual nods and gestures, was a clandestine negotiation of their shared resolve to depart.Michael glanced around the room, observing the faces and sensing the atmosphere, while Anthony's jaw clenched slightly, indicating an inner turmoil. Their conversation was veiled with mysterious references, spoken softly but laden with unexpressed emotions. Each word they exchanged seemed crucial, carrying a sense of urgency, as if woven into a shared
Anthony’s POVIt was as if time paused briefly in the echo of an emotional cyclone. My heart faltered, catching an unexpected hitch at the sight before me.Her dark brown curls cascaded like silken tendrils, draping over my shoulders with a delicate intimacy that felt both comforting and surreal. Exhaustion etched upon her visage, a testament to the tumultuous events that had transpired today. And there she was, nestled against me, her head finding solace in the curve of my shoulder. In that serene moment, she appeared to be an ethereal being, an angel seeking respite amidst the chaos.I couldn't help but succumb to an overwhelming tenderness as I witnessed her falling in to the gentle embrace of sleep. A sense of protective warmth surged within me. With a delicate touch, I gently brushed away the stray wisps of hair that lingered near her face, revealing the soft contours that framed her peaceful face, I couldn’t get enough from her, The faint glow of moonlight filtered through the w
Anthony’s POVI could still remember the only part of the night at the ball that made me smile, itetched into the recesses of my mind like an indelible imprint. Our dance, the image of her body swaying gently between us, caught in the embrace of our shared rhythm, the way she held us and looked at us, moving her body in alignment with ours , the intensity in her eyes, a smoldering reflection of the hunger and yearning that coursed between us. The electric charge of her presence fueled a tempest within, a potent mixture of longing and primal attraction that surged through every fiber of my being.I could still remember the potent allure, the desire, the intoxicating pull that had driven me to the edge of restraint to totally insanity. In that charged moment, control had slipped from my grasp, overtaken by an insatiable desire to claim every inch of her skin, to draw her closer, to consume the essence of her being. I yearned for more, my fervor unchecked as I unraveled her with a hunger
Micheal’s POVI was sitting down watching Elena and Sophie who were already engrossed in lively banter, their laughter echoing through the room. It was as if they'd been friends forever, it was insane they had just meet few minutes ago.The jovial atmosphere would have been contagious, if I wasn’t too shock on what exactly was happening today in general. There laughter filling the space with warmth, even some of the guards had a smile on their faces and that was because Elena's infectious laughter and Sophie's quick wit created an easy camaraderie that was hard to miss. Sophie leaned in, talking in whisper and no Matt how hard I tried to hear what they were saying it wasn’t working. Their connection seemed effortless, sparking a sense of familiarity like they had know each other in their past life, it was almost like witnessing a reunion of childhood friends. Elena's expressive gestures mirrored Sophie's enthusiasm, creating a vibrant dialogue that flowed effortlessly. Their storie
Micheal’s POVAfter what seemed like forever we finally convinced the drunk girls to see sense in closing their eyes to sleep at night. I had taken Sophie first to her room and got a few hits from her when I was carrying her. She finalized lay her head on her bed and fell asleep , I kissed her on her head goodnightand went to close the window, looking outside noticing how the moon hung like a glowing orb in the indigo and the stars beautified the sky, it was beautiful night, I closed the window and step out of Sophie’s room.Walking through the hall, seeing Anthony with Elena I walked towards him him, he held Elena in his arms. Her was still laughing but not as loud as before murmuring words that had no meaning or made no sense.Elena’s state was far from coherent; her giggles intermittently disrupted by hiccups.As we got close to Elena's room, a sudden puking noise broke the silence. Elena threw up all of a sudden, making a mess on Anthony’s shirt with the unexpected vomit. Anthony l
Elena’s POVI woke up to a strange yet comforting sensation—something was different. The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. As my eyes fluttered open, confusion washed over me. I found myself snugly tucked between Michael and Anthony, the two people who had become such integral parts of ruining my life.I lay there motionless for a moment, my mind racing to make sense of the situation. I couldn’t remember getting into the car, I could remember dozing off in the car, leaning on Anthony ‘s Shoulder, while Micheal held my hands and meeting someone new, I could place my head on who it was, that was all i could remember.Did I sleep with Anthony and Micheal?The realization hit me of what could have happened which making my heart race a bit faster. Michael's arms were wrapped around my hips, holding me gently, while Anthony's hands rested lightly on my stomach. The fact that they were so close to me sent a jolt through me, tingling with a
Anthony’s POVThe lavish splendor of the palace's dining room glimmered beneath the soft illumination of crystal chandeliers suspended from the intricate ceiling. This was the sort of setting where every gathering exuded a royal elegance. Tonight, however, held a different air. I stood near the table's head, anticipating a meeting of great importance – a rendezvous with our mother, Nancy, whose absence from our lives had seemed like an eternity. Looking around, I absorbed the grandeur of the room, its impeccable setup suggesting the significance of the moment. The doors swung open, as Micheal strolled into the dinner room, with his hair shattered and only a pair of joggers with Sophiebeside him laughing at one of his silly jokes.“ what?!!”, Sophie yelled at me but held her head in pain “ Getting drunk side effects”, I smiled and she rolled her eyes and sat down “ Why you shirtless?”, Alfred asked as he entered inside the dinning room and goes towards the fridge to get a drink.“