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CHARLES POV"Crimson please open the door, at least say something, please!!","I'm not sorry for what I did or said but I'm sorry for giving you a shock like that". Well it's been the hardest sixty minutes of my life, I've spent thirty minutes now banging the door pleading for Crimson to open up and I spent the other thirty minutes doing things that made her lock the door.EARLIER*** I was supposed to work late and finish up all the business for the week but I couldn't focus because Crimson kept ignoring my calls. I was probably worried for nothing, maybe she was just far from her phone or engrossed with the TV. Nonetheless I was still really worried so I decided to round up work early and check up on her. I got home and just dashed towards her room in a hurry, I heard some weird sounds but just couldn't comprehend what they were. "Oh my god!! Charles knock, that's why there's a door" Crimson screamed while struggling to close her laptop. "Okay Crimson first of all I never really knock, secondly I barged in because you didn't pick any of my calls and lastly what the hell are you trying to hide on your laptop?". With that Crimson bounced off the bed and grabbed her laptop placing it behind her back, it was then I finally noticed what she was wearing. She wore a transparent black silky singlet that showed her two cups and hardened nipples, then had a matching lacy panties that looked obviously wet as my tongue. The first thought that came to my mind was that she was probably video chatting a secret boy so I moved to grab the laptop from her hands but she dashed back so fast hitting her back hard to the wall. I took advantage of her position and pinned her down then snatched the laptop only to see a porn website, I looked at her with amusement but she snatched the device again and aimed to rush out. I grabbed her back and pinned her against the wall, I couldn't just let her go not after she had successfully driven me crazy. "I don't watch it I promise, I just tried...." before she could complete her statement I grabbed the laptop and threw it towards the bed, thankfully it landed where I had aimed. I starred down at her again, my member was already at alert knowing that the girl I love and desperately wanted was standing before me half naked and wet as f**k. I immediately captured her lips in a deep kiss when she tried to talk, I felt her struggle against my chest but her sensational strawberry taste kept me from ending the kiss. Instead I pinned her hands above her head and snuck my lips deeper swallowing the moan that threatened to escape her lips, I made use of my free hands and strolled up her tiny waist until I got to her hard nipples, I pinched it softly and heard another satisfying moan escape. I was reaching for her panties when she suddenly started pushing through the restraints my hands created above her head, I reluctantly released her lips so she would breath. "Charles what are you doing, stop it and let me go" she was pushing aggressively now, "Crimson I love you" this was not how I planned on confessing my love but since I had no good plans at all, I guessed doing it wouldn't hurt much. "Charles, what are you...", "You heard me I love you and I have loved you for a very long time now. I cant keep pretending". "Charles you are my brother", "no I'm not". "But you are like a brother to me", "yes 'like' but I'm not related to you by blood or even adoption, i'm just like a brother and I want that to change". With that Crimson let out a loud gasp and pushed me towards the door and I released my weight to make it easier, then she shot it hard. Yes that leads to me knocking for about thirty minutes now.CRIMSON POV I grabbed my laptop and took off my gown so I was left with under wares that gave me full access to every part I might have to touch. . I tried but I couldn't even touch myself but that didn't stop me from feeling horny and wet, well until someone barged in. The sight of Charles terrified me, I thought he had heard the sounds from the videos so I quickly closed my laptop. He said he had called and truly even I didn't know where my phone was anymore, the last time I used it was to call Brenna. I knew I had f**ked up the moment I saw him size what I was putting on, I tried to hide the laptop but it was impossible. "I don't watch it, I promise I just..." I was going to explain to him that I just took Brenna's advice to try it after he saw what I was doing but he grabbed it again and threw it to the bed. I watched as his eyes darkened, at first I thought he was about to scold me but then he suddenly kissed me. I was in a battle with my mouth, mind and hands at that moment. My mind was confused at what was happening but my mouth let him slip in gradually and sent out moans I had no control over while my hands kept pushing against his chest begging for a freedom I knew I didn't want at that moment. His breath was hot and the kiss was passionate yet domineering, I felt his strong hands slip up until his fingers teased my nipples, grazing and pinching my hard buds. I really don't know if it was the porn I had watched or the thing Charles was doing but I felt my wetness escalate as my legs grew more weak. I was lost in another world I never imagined being in until Charles hands travelled to my panties, I knew what would happen next if I didn't try to break free so I resumed my struggles back. "Crimson I love you" I watched in astonishment as he said those words like they held no consequence, I tried to throw some sense into him in case he had lost his but he repeated the same thing. " You heard me I love you and I have loved you for a very long time now, I cant keep pretending" what did he mean by a very long time? I just couldn't bring myself to assimilate his words. I mean he is my brother! well basically according to him he is just like one but not actually my brother. Nevertheless I had known him since I was five and although we were not related, my dad never adopted him and thinking of it now he never even called my dad his own, I still considered him my brother and I just made out with him. How am I supposed to take his sudden love confession? I didn't have an answer to any of it so I did the best thing I knew how to do; I pushed the problem out and shut reality out.CRIMSON POV Dale Carnegie once said "Success is getting what you want. Happiness is wanting what you get." I had always been successful in most aspect of my life that I have gotten used to the feeling of success. Academic excellence was never an issue for me, I never lacked financially thanks to my every working dad and as much as I would love to play the pity party with a broken family card, I won't, cause love was never lacking in my scattered home. However if I were to recount the happiest memories of my life it won't be about the plenty success I had attained. The day I stood in my purple dress walking elegantly through the aisle would top the list of my happy chart. It wasn't something I anticipated or believed would happen, but it eventually happened and I couldn't be happier. It was the day Brenna was getting married and I got to be her bridesmaid, it was one of the happiest days of my life. I had always imagined alot of impossibilities just for the fun of it and
CRIMSON'S POV It had been a week since I got back home, it was a week filled with a rollercoaster of emotions. I kind of mended things with my dad but I still had to give him a little cold shoulder so that he realizes that I can't be easily swayed into leaving Charles for the baggy sweaters and candies he bought. Although it would have been a possibility if he added icecream to his purchase. The things I would do for that worthy brain freeze. Charles had not returned home so I was worried and pondering on whether his delayed return was because of my father or his work, and there was also the possibility that he no longer finds our relationship worth fighting for. I was still wallowing away time, thinking of the hurdles I needed to overcome. I hadn't even spared thoughts to the troubles awaiting me at school. That was another issue I had to worry about so I allocated nightime to worry about that. My schedule was filled up with moments to worry about how fucked up my life w
CHARLES POV My hands were covered in blisters as I continued to punch him, the poor thing took a million blows before he got a chance to give one. After I was done I packed the bruised bodies of his minions and placed them in the trunk of my car while I put Louen at the back seat and made sure to strap him properly. He was once my friend after all. Nonetheless being my friend at some point in time didn't give him the right to play stunts that would hurt Crimson. So yeah I had to beat him up and then give him a brotherly hug. After my private investigator sent Louen's name with sufficient proofs that he took the pictures on that night at the school trip, I wasn't surprised not even a little. As much of a bad boy or gangster he would love to consider himself, there were still lots of moments he displayed his true dump, naive child personality. If he truly held me responsible for his dad's death he wouldn't take such pitiful methods to hurt me, he would kill me outrightly. He
CHARLES POV I had invited Mr Bold over to have a conversation over a cup of coffee. He first rejected the offer but later texted that he would rather talk over a beer instead. We both knew he came for less conversations and more blows, who wouldn't grab on the opportunity to beat up a guy at a dark crowded bar. After he arrived, I spent the next five minutes apologizing while he went on and on about how inconsiderate and unreasonable I apparently was. I took a minute to explain to him that my sorry was for endangering Crimson not for being in love with her and as you may have guessed, I ended up spending the next five minutes recieving blows. After anger had been vented and bruises had been administered, we finally got a chance to talk. He of course asked how long we had been together and I most definitely wasn't going to tell him we started hooking up while he was in Africa. So I just told the truth, I said we were officially together few minutes before he pounced in. I
CRIMSON POVThe week was a rollercoaster of trouble, I had never had to go through so much disturbance in just a week. I was hoping the Lucas issue self settled itself since I skipped the revision week and even failed to tutor him and thankfully it was already half gone. I had exams to write but heaven knows I didn't get a chance to read nothing, so the plan was to say a prayer and await the miracle. All week I was worried, confused and utterly shocked. I know that's a whole lot of different emotions but trust me they all came crashing in, one by one. I was worried about Charles. After the clash he had with my dad he didn't come back. I would love to call it a stand off or a fight but honestly it was more of a beat up. I called him and he said he was staying at the hotel for awhile but awhile sounded like forever cause my dad was going nowhere. When my dad said Charles was fucking me and that I was naive, it made our relationship look like an assault case. He was being i
CRIMSON POVI was taken like an hostage but returned like a princess. The chauffer pulled up right at the front of my house an honestly I couldn't fathom the confidence Louen had. I called Charles immediately I got into the house, I was itching to call him on the way but I couldn't risk having the driver hear our conversation. It was clear that kidnapping me was just a medium to get to Charles. However I couldn't understand what must have gone wrong between Charles and Louen to have him do such a thing. I was hoping it was just a prank, call me stupid but that hope what was kept me from going crazy and rushing to the cops. Thank God I didn't. Charles came back after receiving my call and all he said when I told him I was back home was 'okay'. A really weak okay. He got back after twenty-seven minutes, thirty-two seconds. Yes I was counting, like a hawk I kept watching the door until the door knobs finally twisted. He looked furious and sweaty like he went for a run. His eye