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Chapter 28
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MatildaAs I finished conversing with Penelope, I went back to my room in that fancy hotel. I needed to get ready to go and woo Miguel. Well, not woo, just get him to see what he had been missing out on. Get him to see how much better I was compared to little ol’ Penelope. So, I went back to the hotel. To my collection of fine robes and freshly steamed towels. If I was going to enlighten Miguel, I needed to do it looking my best and feeling my best. I needed to be at my best. I took another dive into the bathtub, making sure to truly immerse myself in the warm, soothing water. Making sure to carefully cleanse each inch of my body. When I was satisfied with that, I walked into the shower and did the same. The double cleansing was effective in making me feel superior to Penelope in every way. I already did, but it made me feel more confident in my ability to bring Miguel over to my side. Soon after, I took out my luggage. I wanted to wear a very scandalous dress and you know, do my
Saints Don't Moan Chapter 78
PenelopeI didn’t think it would be that fast before I started to miss Miguel and I started to miss Oakridge. It had been about 15 minutes since the plane took off, and those fifteen minutes had been the worst of these past few days. I didn’t think it would be this hard for me. Was this the space I had asked for? This was incredibly difficult. How long would I have to hold out to make my decision? Part of me wanted to tell the pilot to just turn around. If giving Miguel space for just a few minutes was already driving me insane, then I might as well just turn back and accept that I could not live without him. I had gotten too attached. I had grown too fond of him. I loved him. I enjoyed being with him. I cherished his company. His presence. His time. Him. So, while, physically, I was away from Oakridge, my mind was still there. All I could think about was Oakridge.I asked for distance. I wanted distance. I needed distance. But now that Miguel was no longer by my side, I missed hi
Saints Don't Moan Chapter 77
PenelopeMatilda suddenly received a call. It sounded serious, but I wasn't going to pry any further. Suddenly, she said, “I have to get going to go do some things.” “Oh, alright,” I responded. In all seriousness, I could finally breathe better now that she was not here anymore. The house was finally private again. The afternoon was fast approaching. I should have been back at the convent by now. I was supposed to leave for my flight yesterday evening, but as we all know certain unforeseen circumstances caused me to miss it. Now, with Matilda here, the finality of my leave was hitting me hard. Very hard. It was time to pack. The first thing that came to my attention were all the beautiful dresses Miguel had acquired for me on my first day in Oakridge. The one I had worn in the kitchen, the day Ashley and Ariel decided to come so early in the morning. The other purple dress I had to wear to maintain my lie. The red dress. All these dresses were symbolic for the freedom I was lea
Saints Don't Moan chapter 76
MatildaI finally got back to Miguel’s house. Or to them, it would be as if I was just arriving at his house. I knocked, no one answered. It was a miracle the door was even locked this time. I knocked again, no one answered. I was about to knock the third time when someone yelled “coming,” it sounded like my love, Miguel. He opened the door and his figure filled the frame. His biceps flexed as he let go of the handle of the door. I could not help but admire him even more. I had been gawking at him without saying anything without even realising it. It was not until he waved at me that I snapped back to reality. I blinked from my wild imaginations back to the present. I gulped, and said, “Good morning, Dr. Ramirez,” before making my way into the house. “You look well,” I continued. Penelope was there in the living room, seated down. Before, she stood up to greet me, rather rudely. “Matilda?” she said, like she was surprised the convent would send me. “Penelope,” I responded ba
Saints Don't Moan Chapter 75
MatildaPart of me still could not still believe how well things had been going to plan. It was still quite unbelievable how things fell into place for me. Walking in on Penelope and Miguel doing unspeakable deeds was the trump card I needed to finally have Miguel all to myself. I thought it would be bad for Miguel and Penelope to know that I had invaded their home and even took undeniable evidence of their acts of defiance against God. I was going to reveal this trump card of mine, but I had to be decisive, precise, and sharp. I quickly gathered myself together, and left the house to avoid Penelope all together. That night, I looked for a hotel I could book on a whim. It would have been difficult for someone else to book the room, considering that they were booked, but someone of my caliber, who had my charm, that would be no obstacle. I easily secured a room to my taste. All that was left was for me to sleep peacefully. A sleep for the triumphant. It was still cathartic, knowing
Saints Don't Moan chapter 74
MatildaAs my phone captured the tension between Miguel and Penelope, I felt a trickle down my thighs. Despite how much I wanted Miguel, seeing him trust himself into Penelope made me want to touch myself. Miguel laid Penelope on the center of the bed before joining her almost immediately. He was on his knees looking up at Penelope. It made me deeply jealous to see that he was this devoted to Penelope. He was staring at her with such passion. With such want. While still looking up at her, he reached for her hand, pulling it towards his lips. Then he rested her palms against his cheek. He then shifted his focus back to her body. His hands began to slide up her calves as he parted her legs more. Once he gained access to her center, he stroked her thighs with his thumbs, gliding across her center in gentle, careful circles. I was cheesing at the fact that I was freely recording this very damning scene. I was on a heavy streak of things falling in place for me. “You’re so wet,” Miguel
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•Miguel• “Try this.” I held up the cream-colored blouse, half amused, half annoyed she hadn’t picked it herself. Penelope wrinkled her nose. “That’s something a kindergarten teacher would wear.” I arched a brow. “You work at an orphanage, you teach the children.” “okay, fine.” She snatc
Saints Don't Moan Chapter 4
•Penelope • The bell rang three times for afternoon prayer, and I was halfway through shelving the hymns when I headed the footsteps that didn’t seem to belong to any of the children. I stayed facing the shelves. Maybe if I just kept working, whoever it was would go away. But Mother Super
Saints Don't Moan Chapter 3
•Miguel • The lounge was wrapped in low lights, and smoked coiled lazy spirals above the tables from cigars. I leaned back into the velvet-lined booth, cradling a glass Lagavulin between my fingers, Damien was holding court to my left, a brunette tucked against his side, her fake laugh
Saints Don't Moan Chapter 2
•Penelope• I ignored the tingling between my thighs all evening. It didn’t help that during mass, Father Marshall, bless his soul—suddenly looked like Dr. Miguel Ramirez from the side. Same silver hair, same calm, unreadable expression. I blinked hard, looked back down at my prayer book, and
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