OPHELIA “Are you sure?" "Yes, Rianne," I repeated one more time as I wiped at my nose and tossed the tissue down the toilet. "They were really happy tears?" she asked.I paused for a moment, staring at my puffy face in the mirror with something close to disdain before I spoke. "Well, more like shocked and happy tears at the same time," I said.She sighed and placed her hands on her hips which were very visible in the skin tight, silver dress she was currently putting on. "Well, now I feel bad for kicking the asshole out," she said and I giggled, and the action was very refreshing after crying. "No, it is okay,” I said and she raised an eyebrow, clearly not believing that as I cleared my throat and hurriedly readjusted my dress before I followed her out. "Why do you still have your coat on?” she enquired, and I made a comment about not really having a spare moment to take it off before I finally stripped it off and she gasped.She waggled her eyebrows as I hung it up with the rem

OPHELIA The sun shone through the cracks in the curtains, and they shot directly onto my face. Gradually, I forced my eyelids open, fatigue weighing me down as my bedroom greeted me in all its scarcely decorated glory, considering that I had never really bothered to accessorize it. Eventually, I peeled myself out of the duvet, last night's nightmare forgotten as I realized that something else was weighing me down and it was Nicholas's arm. It was draped over my tank top clad stomach and pinning me down to the mattress at the same time. I grinned from ear to ear as I looked at him. I didn't think I had woken up this happy in a while. My stomach grumbled much to my surprise because usually, any sort of stress or sadness always made me to lose my appetite, and last night's nightmare certainly covered that. I tried to shuffle down the bed, sliding my legs against the sheets to do so. "No, no, no," a deep raspy voice echoed from beside me, and that made me to halt my actions. Nicholas

NICHOLAS The warm water cascaded down my face, soothing my aching muscles as it rippled slowly down my arms and chest. I took one look at the dollar store shower gel sitting on the ledge next to me and decided against it. But then I doubled back. Jesus, I was turning into my father. Rich and spoilt because of the money. Then I took the bottle and squeezed out a dollop of the shower gel into my hands, and I began to spread it over my chest and then under my arms. As I ran my hands over my face, I was suddenly made aware of the faint sound of a door unlatching. I halted my actions and froze right where I was. OPHELIA I scrolled through my work emails with a bored frown on my face. He had only been in the shower for just five minutes, yet I was already aching for him to come out again. As I listened to the soothing sound of running water, a wicked idea suddenly sprang into mind. A mischievous smirk crept onto my face as I headed for the bathroom, then I took a moment to brace myse

OPHELIA Nicholas smiled victoriously and shifted, making me gasp as he growled and pulled out of me slowly. As he pushed in once more, my mouth formee an 'Ohh' and my back arched deeply as I tried to bear the long awaited feeling of him inside of me. He grabbed both of my arms and pinned them to the bed above me, before he straightened up slightly and smoldered as he started thrusting in a slow yet deliciously intense rhythm that was driving me over the moon. "I have been wanting this for a long time, so it is going to be slow," he said.His voice was hoarse as he leaned down and captured my mouth with his. Then he started to really move, and it was slow and sweet. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back as my body bowed and succumbed to his intoxicating rhythm. His teeth grazed my jaw, my chin and down my neck as he picked up the pace, pushing me onward and upward. I felt myself leaving reality as my body was still convulsing and my mouth was wracked with moans as my mind drifte

NICHOLAS Ed Sheeran and Beyonce crooned the song called Perfect on the speakers as I led Ophelia through the low cherrywood archway my parents had guarding the entrance to their house. My father turned the music down as we entered, allowing Olivia and my mother to walk into the room after us. "Ophelia, it is lovely to see you again. In a very different setting, may I add," my father said with a half smile on his face. Ophelia flushed and I could feel my hand twitch in the direction of my father. How dare he make her uncomfortable?"It is nice to see you again too," she returned. Her reply was nothing but kind, but her smile was directed at only my sister who was currently jumping excitedly from foot to foot. "I was literally just about to ask Nicholas for your number! What are the odds?" I felt somewhat cornered as both of my parents and my insatiable sister made an obscenely long show of hugging and kissing Ophelia. She looked beyond flustered when they finally pulled away, and