HER LAST WISH

POV: Evelyn

I couldn't control who he decides to love, but I was with him tonight…

Call me desperate, I'd accept it over and over just to lay beside him. 

It was my last night with him anyway. Why couldn't I fulfil one last wish and do what I had always wanted?

Tears rolled down my cheeks as I stood beside the bed, watching Adrian struggle beneath the sheets.

His breathing was uneven, his forehead covered in cold sweat. He kept shifting restlessly, occasionally muttering words I couldn't understand.

And down his pants…he had it bulged out, he was drugged and I wasn't sure why…

I knew he wasn't himself tonight.

Yet, my heart ached at the thought that tomorrow, I would be leaving this house. I would no longer wake up under the same roof as him or find excuses to spend a few extra minutes in his company.

I picked up the black mask with silver patterns from the bedside table and carefully placed it over my face.

Perhaps hiding behind it would make what I was feeling a little easier to bear.

There was a bottle of wine on the table. I poured myself a glass and took a mouthful, hoping it would settle my nerves.

My gaze returned to Adrian.

He looked nothing like the confident, charming man everyone admired. His shirt was damp with sweat, and his breathing remained restless.

I remembered all the times he had protected me. The way he teased me whenever I became too quiet, the way he noticed things nobody else did, and the necklace he had given me earlier that evening.

I had kept every little gesture close to my heart.

For years, I had imagined what it would feel like to be loved by him. I had imagined his attention, his affection and the possibility that one day he might look at me differently.

I had laid on the bed with my legs opened, digging my fingers and thrusting them inside me while I listened to his voice I silently recorded during his conversation. 

But those were only fantasies.

I slowly removed my ball gown and let it fall beside the chair. My fingers trembled as I approached the bed.

"Adrian," I whispered.

He shifted, his brows tightening.

“Argh…fuck, i could burst….I fucking need help Sienna.” He groaned again, though it's hurt he still called her name but I was the one here anyway. 

I reached for his hand, but he barely responded.

My eyes burned again.

"Why couldn't you have loved me instead?" I murmured…tears streaming down my eyes as I unbuttoned his shirt. 

Tracing my hand through his firm warm chest, he had the body of a god… the abs I couldn't stop staring at when he walked around the house with just pants. 

At that moment I felt his hand wrapped around my waist.. “Andrain…”

He didn't look at me twice, I felt his hands rolling through my body, his kiss tracing each part of my body…

His gaze filled with lust and desire to quench his libidos…

I wondered how he would feel when he realised it was his step little sister he was going to sleep with tonight. 

The thought ran through me wild, I unclasped my bra and left my boobs in front of him, he slammed his lips against mine and sucked my tongue gently. 

I didn't want to believe or think this was how he slept with other girls…I wanted to imagine he knew it was me and that he maybe wanted me as much as I do.

Every touch on my skin stroked a nerve in my body, I leaned in closer and let himself kiss me. 

“I…I would miss you Andrain…” I didn't know what made me say that but I did anyway…. I said it.

Tears rolled down the side of my eyes until they got to my ears, pressing my mouth on his lips, on the one person that didn't look at me twice… 

The one who sees me as his little step sister and I saw him as the one I wanted to fulfill all my fantasies. 

I felt his body colliding and as nothing else seemed to play in my head, just the soft music I had imagined would play in my ears when this moment came… 

Didn't know it would be this soon…

I opened my legs even wilder, and watched Andrain thrust in, it was my first time… It actually did hurt, but maybe that was what I wanted… 

For him to take it, I was love sick… obsessed with him… one person I couldn't have… 

What if he finds me disgusting after finding out I was the one he used to quench his desire and not Sienna… the woman he thought was here…

He leaned in with every stroke and thrust inside me…

Kissed my lips, I spread my hands around his shoulder, kissed him dearly, pain and pleasure…

And maybe stupidity too… 

I wouldn't see him anymore anyway, I could give myself this moment…

I felt Andrain's hands clasped my boobs before his mouth followed…

Licked and sucked my hard nipples, I should have felt good, I had wanted for this day…my heart couldn't just leave the fact that I wasn't the one he actually wanted to make love with ... .to sleep with. 

“Argh …..fuck…you…you are tight and….Argh…you smell different.”

Tears rolled even more and I left it… by tomorrow I would surely leave. 

Outside, the celebration was over. The mansion was quiet, and the night was slowly slipping away.

Tomorrow, everything will be different.

And I had no idea how much I would regret the choices I was making tonight.

By the time we were done it was over three rounds before he finally came down… I clenched the hem of the sheet and watched his sleeping face…his hand was still wrapped around me… 

Adrian still barely conscious, and just as i thought the night was over, he murmurs, "You smell like… you smell like my little stepsister."