Lahat ng Kabanata ng I STOLE MY SISTER'S FIANCE: A CEO! : Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

WREN’S POINT OF VIEW.I hung up.Then the tears came in much harder, violent sobs as I fought the urge to scream because it was almost midnight, and my parents would see me like this after a long day of working at the mansion of people much richer than us.Shaking sobs ripped out of me while I curled into myself on the floor, my hands wrapping around myself as the tears flowed endlessly.Everything inside me felt scraped raw.My boyfriend didn’t love me.Never had.I wasn’t beautiful….he didn't think I was beautiful. All those times he told me I was the prettiest in the room; he was lying….he lied to my face this entire time.I was a joke. A bet. A prize to win.My phone lay abandoned beside me, buzzing with messages I’d never open. I’m sure it’s Raya, my best friend. I would have answered, but I just couldn’t speak to anyone….not right now…now when I’m bleeding. I spent the first couple of minutes or hours of my nineteenth birthday and the start of my senior year crying…no…wailing,

WREN’S POINT OF VIEW,I arched my back to the feel of Antov’s cock stretching my walls, my pussy spasming around his length with each inch taking up space. I wanted to scream, to shout, but I couldn’t. Not because I didn’t want to, but because the feel of his thickness stretching into me knocked the breath from my lungs.Literally.“Oh my goodness,” I screamed the second his entire length dug into me in one go. “Fuck…it’s too big!” I screamed, and his soft, raspy, slow voice growled in my ear, his other hand gripping tight on my hair as he dove into me with slow strokes. “You can take it.” “Antov.” I gasped, his hips slammed against mine, filling the bedroom with an erotic sound that left my knees weak. “You asked for this….be brave enough to take it.” His voice was hard as he looked into my eyes, causing my cheeks to redden at the embarrassment of it all. But when I tried to look away, he held my chin and forced my gaze back to his. ‘Look at me while I fuck you, glasses.” I hate

CASSIA’S POINT OF VIEW.A COUPLE OF DAYS LATER.I furrowed my brows as I whisked the pancake batter. The pan sizzled with heat beside me, but all I could think about was the aching burn in my arms, the mess around me, because this was the sixth batter I’d tried to make that wasn’t too runny or too thick. Viktor was asleep in the bedroom, and I wanted to rouse him with something in bed.Ever since Summer got hurt because of me, I’d tried keeping my distance from her and my brother until it felt right to face them again, so I could apologize to her. So till then, I chose to stay with Viktor instead of my mansion on the estate. If I stayed in the mansion, I’d be alone and have to resort to sneaking him in so I could avoid Kirill and his endless questions….even though I have a feeling he already knows about us but chooses to be oblivious instead. “Ahh….shit.” I hissed at the burn. My arm grazed the sizzling hot pan the second I’d lifted the batter to pour into it. “That’s it…..I give up!

CASSIA’S POINT OF VIEW.I tried to keep my breath even as the aftershocks of my orgasm pulsed in my veins. I thought he would let me go, but he stood behind me and just held my hips in place, keeping every drop inside me as he kissed the corner of my jaw.“Next time,” he murmured, brushing his thumb over my lower lip, “you’re turning on the camera.”My breath hitched at his words. Trying to turn so I could look him in the eye, I wasn’t able to because his grip on my hips hadn’t let up, so, rather, I groaned….“Viktor….”“Hush,” he whispered, pressing a final kiss to my mouth. “Make the pancakes. Then pack your things.”My stomach dropped……..was he kicking me out?“What….why?”He smirked.“Because your dear husband is going to be boarding a flight,” he said, tapping my phone with two fingers. “And he’ll reach London in six hours.”My blood turned to ice instantly…..Antonio can’t come here. If he does….it could only spell doom for me, and all hell would break loose. My secret would be r

KIRILL’S POINT OF VIEW.I could practically taste my heart in my mouth as the organ pounded with a harsh ferocity as though it would burst from my chest. All my mind could picture was….my wife. For the first time in my life, I was thinking about someone other than my sister or my brothers. It was just Summer.Her hair, her lips, her body, the sound of her laughter, the whiteness of her teeth….it was all hers. I couldn’t walk into any part of the apartment without seeing her. I’d taken her from the mansion and brought her here because the mansion felt too… dark… like me. It was the best place to stay in terms of protection, especially because of the Creed, but they hadn’t sent anything to me for months, so I just brushed the odd feeling off because I wanted her in a place that felt like a home. Every nerve in my body is on fire……it drove me up the wall from the lingering of her taste still on my tongue, her soft gasp still echoing in my skull, my hand still tingling at the thought of