Julius
Somehow in a twist of good luck, Rosalie let me have her again. I was even her first at anal sex. She exceeded my expectations with her daring spirit. Do the surprises ever end with her? I think not. She reminded me it didn’t mean anything and that hurt a bit. After an amazing shower where I managed to make her cum four more times, she’s running around getting dressed for her rehearsal tonight. I don’t want her to go. I hate Cedric and he wants her bad. She’s putting on make up now and I’m watching her working myself up. Why is she wanting to look so damn good? Is she doing it for him? I can’t take it anymore.
“That night before I got poisoned I snuck into the symphony and I saw you and Cedric kiss.” I admitted with my arms crossed look
Rosalie “ and we would be honored if you could joins us.” The middle aged Italian man named Marco finished, confirming what Cedric had told me. “Will you accept?” He adds. Cedric reaches for my hand below the table and gives me a squeeze of comfort. He knows what Scarpati meant to me and that I’m overcome with emotion with this celebration in his honor. “Absolutely Marco, though Scarpati would’ve cared less...” we all laugh “this is an honor he deserved. Thank you.” I tell the man whole heartedly. “Can you come to Italy in two weeks? Go over the program? We are shooting to induct him by the end of January.” He says.
Julius My first day back at work after the best time of my life at the beach, almost being murdered and nearly becoming tricked into thinking I was about to be a father. I walk in in my tailored Armani suit. Fully recovered thanks to the tender love and care of Rosalie. My sunshine. Who demanded I leave her alone until her show Saturday. I was forced to reluctantly agree. She reserved me and the family seats in the balcony where Scarpati use to sit. I already can’t fucking wait and I’ve been away for only a couple of hours. What have I become? Don’t say it. I already know. Rosalie’s pussy whipped little bitch. And the sick thing is, I like it.I walk into my office and am met with James and Lucas wrap
3rd Person POVThe symphony auditorium is packed for the sneak peak preview of the fall premiere. Rosalie is in her dressing room powdering her nose. She is wearing an electric blue shimmering gown with dark smokey make up. Her hair is lustrous black curls, half pulled back showing off her bare neck and long crystal earrings. Her look is compliments of her amazing best friend Violet who sits with Rosalie’s family in the balcony. Julius is not in the balcony. He is making his way back to Rosalie’s dressing room holding a box. He is nervous but doesn’t show it. He enters to see the devine beauty before him applying lipstick. He slowly moves towards her as she sees him approaching in the mirror. Though she needed room to breath and asked for space from him, she has missed him terribly.
JuliusWe arrive at my house and I carry Rosalie to my room setting her down and kiss her like it was my last. Both moaning in need. Rosalie was right, even though it’s been only days it feels like we’ve been apart for months. We’re desperate for each other. We break the heated kiss and Rosalie turns her back to me placing her palms on the bed.“Unlace me!!” She demands in desperation. I go to town trying to figure out how to loosen the damn thing. “There’s to much fucking ribbon” I say my hands frantic to get it off her. “Just rip it!!” She yells
Rosalie I wake up to a blissfully sleeping Julius. I sneak out and make us breakfast. I’ve got two weeks until we leave for Italy and I’m off from the symphony until October. Freedom! I finish with breakfast and a wild haired Julius shirtless, and in pajama pants comes rolling in. I whistle and he winks at me and flexes. Goodness gracious he really is the hottest man alive. What am I gonna do when he gets a pair of glasses and realizes just how ugly I am?Both our phones go off. The twins group texting the wedding party. Twins-“Yo, picked our spot to unwind per bride and maid of honors orders:
Julius Blame it on the skipped breakfast because we woke up late, blame it on staying up all night humping like rabbits, blame it on the a-a-a-a a alcohol. No we didn’t drink last night. Whatever the cause, me and Rosalie are in the car heading to the camping-wedding party extravaganza and we are fighting like cats a dogs. I suppose it’s because I said we were dating and we’ve possibly been dating since we met and she says we’re not and we don’t need titles and are just having fun and don’t put any pressure on things and let’s just see where this goes. Yeah, I’m pissed and I may not be saying things correctly. Here I go. “I have implanted my seed in all your
RosalieI don’t know why I freaked out on Julius in the car. When he claimed we were dating I got scared I guess. In all honesty, I do know why. I’m terrified I’ll give myself fully to him and he’ll realize I’m not enough. I’m afraid he’ll leave and I’m not sure I’ll be able to recover. I’ve let myself get in deep with him and I’ve never allowed that before. With anyone. There comes a point of no return when you give yourself fully and Julius is a risk. One I can’t allow myself to take no matter how perfect he is. My pride didn’t allow me to explain that to him so I just screamed saying ridiculous things, hoping he would end this. Pushing him away. When those shameless sluts Step
Julius Another first with the woman I love. Being in Rosalie’s secret garden of eden and making love to her was seriously a spiritual experience for me and I’m an atheist or close to it. And where did she learn that poetic oath? That story they told about the parrot made my night. I’m having a blast but these rules the twins have suck. I have no intentions of following them, plus Rosalie’s on the same page, being intimate in her hide out proved that. After a shitty night without Rosalie, I get out of my tent and hear a scream. What the fuck? I run towards the girls side and Ben and Arlo follow. We find Krystal and Stephanie covered in shaving cream. At first I think it might’ve been Rosalie, Becca and Violet but then they c