Minerva’s POVIt had been days since she confessed to me. We didn’t talk for a while. Well, the ‘while’ had been weeks now. And I presume it will be longer. The weather in the Grays’ private island is cozy and sunny. Of course, what do you expect for a signature island of the family of billionaires? I heard this belongs to Damon’s. I wonder what Darwin’s own island looks like… To be frank, I’m worried about Mariella. I hope she’s not drinking herself into insanity again. But, it seems impossible. I’ve never seen a woman crazy for me like Mariella. I didn’t even know that I am pretty much that attractive to my fellow ladies. Or is it only to Mariella? Darwin said earlier to enjoy myself here in Isla de Rubia. I doubt I will. My thoughts on my bestfriend made me just sit here and bathe under the cold sun. Some of the Gray Co. employees are here. Though I did not see Kevin. Damon once told me that the party will las
Jocelyn’s POVHer phone rang and she immediately answered it. How dare she prioritize a random phone call over me? I am Jocelyn Gray, the great and only self-made billionaire. Well, not so much of a self-made person as my parents are already multi-millionaires. I just doubled, tripled, my income compared to theirs. “Minerva…” She didn’t budge at me and still continued to talk to that woman named Mariella. Her back is facing me just a few meters away. I wonder if I pinch her ankle, will she fall down hard? Is it enough to eliminate Darwin’s heir on her fucking womb? Never mind, Damon’s eyes are at me. He’ll definitely put something on my drink tonight again. I grabbed my cigarette by myself. As soon as I was about to bring it on my lips, my phone lit up. “I want to see you naked, babe…” Damn, does my boyfriend know that I am on vacation? Why is he bothering me this time of year?
Minerva’s POVI knew this was going to happen. I look at the people around me. Even Darwin’s eyes…I can’t. I can’t even look him in the eye. Did he really fall for his stepmother’s clown show again? Well, I can’t blame him. Blood is thicker than water. And considering my status, I am not a real family member yet. I am not a Gray after all. “You’re Darwin’s fiancée right?” This woman came to me without even introducing herself. I looked at her from head to toe, assessing her. Her sunflower-printed bikini matches her skin tone, not bad. She has a nice body and lovely face. I wonder if those are all natural or ‘crafted’ by a professional. “Yes,” I said with a chin up. “And who are you?” She seems to smirk at my tone of voice. “I am Lyla Roberts, Darwin’s former secretary.” “Oh…” “And his former fuck buddy.” Lyla stared at my blank face. Why is it that every
Gyzell’s POVKevin pushed harder to me as I gripped tightly on the hem of the bathroom curtains. He held my bosom as he rocked harder, thrust faster. I can feel him in my stomach. This is strange, I know. But at least it’s more romantic than our first time. Slow, gentle, kissing, then slow again. Then, he transitioned to a faster, feral, and wilder pace. The bathroom curtains were now on the floor, as well as the rod that held it. I moved closer to the toilet bowl and lowered its cover. Facing him while sitting atop it, I opened wider for him. Here, in this very moment, he slid his material into the wetness of mine. I have nothing to grip. So, I grabbed his hair and pulled his face gently to me. He tried to kiss me, but I dodge away. A minute has passed and I am almost laying atop the toilet as if it was a bed. It hurts down there. But love hurts, I would even let it bite me after all those tears that
Gyzell’s POVI just waited for Kevin to finish his glass of homemade wine as I rubbed my seafood-filled belly. Boy, how fresh their food is! I’d definitely sell my soul for another round of this feast. “Let’s do it now, Kevin,” I purred. “Let’s do it now that the people are in a good mood and aren’t on the party mode yet.” Kevin snorted. I looked around again and I realized why he snorted at me. The people had long gone partying since the break of dawn. It’s the second day of the company’s party and people seem to never run out of energy. Some are still dancing their bodies until their soul leaves the earth. Others were drinking and grilling seafood and meat while telling stories of their younger years. There are also others who are cloaked by the shadows, singing songs of pleasure that came from their bodies. Kevin, though slightly intoxicated, lifted up his wine glass and made a ringing sound using a table knife.
Raymond’s POVLyla thought that I was Darwin. I can only say one word: fuck. She’s good. Well, she’s always been this good. But the feeling of her tongue playing me is epic. Tasty and insane, but darkly delicious. I don’t know if she’s only acting by seeing me as Darwin. I can say that she has finally wanted to reconnect back with me. Through this. Through this enactment or whatsoever that women call. Oh yes, I know the words: role playing. She’s roleplaying that she sees me as her former boss. But why? Or perhaps she’s— “You still taste good, Darwin…” I should tell her, before she delves further. “Lyla…” I sing her name, sending it into the cool breeze of the night. I wanted to stop her. But my heart says otherwise. Forbidden things are more delicious as they say. I looked up to see Darwin staring right at us. “Ehem!” She immediately spit me
Mariella’s POVShe rejected me. But she still kissed me—on my forehead and cheeks before she turned her back at me. Sitting a few meters from where I was standing was the man who offered Minerva a ride on that very day. Lushan Angeles is drinking. Twelve bottles of beer were on his table, along with a plate of sizzling pork and grilled strips of beef. My mind keeps on whispering to me that I’ll join him. But I can’t see myself drinking with him, striking a conversation with him. Being with him. He lifted his head and there’s no reason for me to turn my back away. Especially when he gestured by tapping the seat of the chair, beckoning me for a seat beside him. And God knows I really did sit beside him. Our bodies are a few inches from touching each other with every move. “Have you eaten yet?” I shook my head. “Here,” Lushan handed me the plate of grilled beef and called the waiter for a small bowl of ma
Minerva’s POVDarwin still didn’t pay attention to me, or even greeted me since we arrived from Isla de Rubia. Why do men wait for women to approach them? Don’t they know that we women also liked to be approached by men first? We were living together like a cat and dog. Though not quarreling noisily, we are in silent battle with each other. Literally a ‘cold war’. A month has passed and I am utterly tortured by this setting. I wake up without him in bed, do things that I want or need over the course of the day, then having dinner with him with our utensils’ clanking serves as the only noise throughout the entire meal. This is seriously tiring, boring, and infuriating. I want those days to be back where we kissed every time, any time. We can touch each other without asking for a word and the likes. And sometimes he doesn’t come home at all. He didn’t even come home for the past few days. I felt like a prisoner of m