3rd Person Point of View
“Where is she? It’s 9:30! I told her 8! She’s not coming.” Julius complains to James and Lucas sitting by the bar.
The ballroom is full of happy donors dancing and enjoying food and drink. The fund raiser has been a huge success. Already raising upwards of 15 million dollars. Julius being the biggest donor.
He is in a tux and battling with the idea that Rosalie is standing him up.
“Man its early or maybe she..” Lucas looks at Julius suddenly staring at the stairs straightening his stance. He follows his line of sight.
Julius I took Rosalie to the mall and we geared up. We separated so we could be done faster. I forced her to let me pay and told the workers at the stores she went into to help her and give her anything, no limits. We met up in the food court, both our hands full of shopping bags and wearing matching aviator ray ban sunglasses. That made us laugh. She had changed into a short dress with gladiator sandals lacing up her legs. She looked stunning. I had changed into a dress shirt, fitted t-shirt and flip flops. “Thank you for all this Julius.” “You’re so welcome angel. Thank you for kidnapping me in my drunken state and taking me to the beach. I needed this.” I smile. I also may have n
RosalieWhat was I thinking? Obviously I was thinking with my hormones. When Julius basically said he wanted to respect me despite his wild ways and was scared to lose me, my heart melted. I decided to myself “you know what, I’m about to find out if he’s full of shit or if he’s serious.” So I set out the bait and he walked into the trap. Except, I’m the one that fell into the fucking trap. Julius not only delivered in every way but he made tender love to me. That’s why you don’t listen to rumors. Wam, bam, thank you ma’am my ass. He was strong but gentle, cautious but firm and all that other Casanova stuff. I felt worshipped and adored. It was like some sort of explosion throughout the galaxy. Like an other worldly experience being with him. Damn it! Damn it! Shit shit! Am I falling for Julius fucking Alexander?! My sisters brot
JuliusI awake to a blissful sleeping Rosalie. What did I do to deserve this gift? She is endlessly satisfying and with others, I would have lost interest right after and never more than twice. Not with her though. I’m starving for more. It’s a new discovery every time, it’s more than just sex and I know it always will be. I want to do something nice for her so I decide to head to the kitchen, and make some breakfast. Hoping the people I bribed into letting us stay the week have groceries. Score! They do. I hear movement upstairs and the shower going. I get going on the bacon, eggs, pancakes and fruit for my queen. After a while, I hear footsteps descending the stairs and she’s in a sexy red bikini, her aviator sunglasses, holding a towel with her hair wet. She hasn’t seen me and I admire her from afar.
Rosalie The week continues and each day is more exciting than the next. We lay in the sun and swim in the ocean. Our favorite thing is to rub sunscreen on each other’s bodies so we are only getting slightly tan. I watch Julius’ wet body in the ocean thanking my lucky stars that I can see. We make bonfires and net fish during the night. We talk about everything. We’ve become quite close. We have crazy sex and then make love all the time. By the time Thursday rolls around we don’t want to leave but I have to be there for Becca when she finds her wedding dress because our mother can’t. We pack and hit the road with my convertible top down. “Best trip ever.” I say and smile at Julius.
3rd Person POVWhen Rosalie and Julius arrive to the dress and tuxedo fitting, they received knowing looks from the wedding party. Rosalie tried to show her indifference but Julius would have none of it. He constantly had his hands on her. She slaps his hands away and gives him a lethal look of warning. They, or Rosalie, talked about this just before they walked through the door. “Nothing has changed, we are friends, and we will continue our normal friendly banter and not arise suspicions.” She states and struts through the door but now she has a bit of a sore wobble. Julius smiles a proud smile, knowing he’s responsible for her state. “Hello you two.” Ben and Becca approach. Becca is glaring at Rosalie. They are onto them and know that a week
RosalieAfter dinner with just us three girls, the guys meets us out dancing. They were already at the dance club since they finished before us and we weren’t to happy to find Stephanie and Krystal dancing up on a tipsy Ben and Julius. The twins ran to us and then scooped up Violet to dance on the dance floor. Arlo, who is around Ben’s age and an attractive single blonde with a well built body, looked like our perfect victim to help us get our revenge. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” I say to Becca. “Fuck yes.” She replies and we grab him by both arms and hit the dance floor. Looking like a threesome waiting to happen. Arlo was shocked at first then smiling from ear to ear as we teased him and made him the envy of every other guy in the clu
Julius When Ben and I were at the club, we got on the dance floor, dancing ridiculous competing with who the best dancer is. We’d had a few drinks at this point and didn’t even notice Stephanie and Krystal coming up to dance with us. Then the next thing we know, Becca and Rosalie are dancing on Arlo. Rosalie has him on his knees eye level to her pussy that I’ve been pleasing for the last week. Ben looked over and saw Becca shaking her ass in his face. We both saw red and went into action. Then after they kicked our asses and left, we went after them like two whipped puppies. I never experienced chasing after two sister with my brother. It was definitely comforting not being in the dog house alone. Speaking of dogs I can’t believe Caesar turned on me like that. What a mommas baby. When B
RosalieMy world shattered in a matter of minutes. Julius has another woman pregnant. James seemed sure of Julius being the father. Though both Ben and Becca tried to talk to me I wouldn’t open the door. They eventually left me to my sorrow. I cried myself to sleep. I have to move on but for now I allow myself to break. Tomorrow I’m back with the symphony and I welcome the distraction. “Again from the top! I need more emotion from everyone when we go into the solo!” I yell impatiently. It hit me I might be turning into Scarpati. Cedric approaches me. “Rosalie, this is a very difficult piece for some and you’re pushing them hard. They do not have the same