SCARLETT. Worst day of my life. I didn't want to think of how things had gone this morning; how I had cried several times and ruined my makeup. How I had yelled at everyone, not minding if they were just there to do their jobs. None of the bridesmaids were my friends. I had told my friends I didn't want them to be bridesmaids when I was getting married to a man I hated the most. Wasn't it weird to be married to another man while going through a heartbreak from another to whom you had confessed your feelings to and he had done the same? Things were only going to get shittier from here and my parents were to blame. I hadn't spoken to either of them and as my father curled his arm for me to slip mine through, I cursed the day I was born into this family. I should have been poor and less privileged. Maybe Finn and I would have gotten married. I wondered what he was doing now. Happy with his family, on his way to falling in love with another woman who wasn't as problematic as
THIRD PERSON’S POV "You know, it would do no damage if you told me where you were going that night," Scarlett asked as she leaned back on the lounge close to the pool area, hands on her belly, watching as Finn flipped steak on the grill. It had been three months now and that question had gone unanswered. No excuse for the lie Finn told could exonerate him. He turned towards her and sighed. "If you worry less about that night and more about the babies we are to have in less than six months, it'd be a good thing." She sat up. "Really? My husband sneaking out of the house late at night when he's supposed to fuck me the next morning doesn't deserve an answer?" Finn blew out a heavy breath and flipped the steak again before he turned to look at her, both hands on his hip. He looked really funny in the apron he was wearing. "I am starting to believe that the only reason you keep asking me this question is because I should have been fucking you instead of sneaking out of
SCARLETT COBBSI am a mess… a fucked up mess to be precise. And to be honest, I needed to be fucked against a hard surface to get my fucked up mess in order. My life had never been a field of roses and if it was in any way, I would say I have been living with wild roses. Perhaps I was a bouquet of wild roses too. Despite the cold condition of my environment, hot molten magma was flowing within me. My bloodstream had been conquered and taken over by that hotness. I panted loudly but the noise of the party freaks around me drowned that… but that made me hotter.I used to love parties… I still loved parties, in fact, which was why I had taken a break from the harshness of reality and hopped on a touring yacht to enjoy being around new people and partying all night... But what was a party without my Lucas?My Lucas… The sweetness in my life… the one that calmed the wave of my life. “The waves are calm today.” One of the crew members, standing beside me with her group of friends poi
SCARLETT COBBS“I will consider marriage after a refreshing trip.”That was how I responded to my dad’s marriage talk. Now that I was a few hours away from home, I was certain marriage still wasn't on my to-do list.Perhaps I felt that way because I wasn't interested in the bastard that my business-oriented father had chosen to be my husband or my lack of interest was caused by my unstable mind that only needed one thing- Sex. Hot, Rough, and intense sex which I was determined to get. My legs hurried down the corridor and I eventually found the room I had been searching for.“Let’s get fucked like a cheap slut just this night, Scarly.”I murmured to myself and pushed the door open expecting to see some men within the room, after all, it was the men’s restroom. However, not a single man was there. “They must have found out that a horny lioness was coming to hunt.”I joked, letting my horniness overshadow the pain threatening to crush me from the inside. Rather than turn around to my
FINN DAVISHell No! She was so close. She was dominating. She was taking charge of my mind like she had trapped me in some sort of spell. It took me more than a minute to snap out of the sexual trance she had manipulated me into and it took even more for me to use my voice. “Hell No!”As gently as I could, I pushed the weird lady away from my already frustrated body. I made the mistake of looking into her beautiful yet dilated eyes again and my mind flashed back to how heavenly she looked when I entered the restroom some minutes ago. Damn! What am I doing? I should be mad at her for many reasons and I shouldn't be thinking about how pretty she was with her brown hair and in the see-through beach gown she was putting on. Her skin was making it difficult for me to hold on to the anger that made me enter the restroom in the first place.“Stay away from me… Miss…” I shifted my gaze to her finger to see if she was wearing a wedding band before I addressed her with the appropriate ter
SCARLETT COBBSLucas was gone but I have found a mysterious man with hazel eyes and curly black hair that made him appear cute. However, his muscles were enough to give him that rough masculine look… And I wouldn't lie, he looked better than Lucas. Lucas was cute but this man wasn't cute like a female. He was manly and I wondered if he would make me feel better than Lucas had in the past. Would he be able to hit that point within me and stop the volcano from erupting?I asked myself when I dropped my beach gown to the floor of the room I would be leaving as soon as the daybreak. I was about to have sex on the sea… fantastic! Although I would have loved having sex on the sea in the men’s restroom, this wasn't bad either. Mr. Mysterious seemed to have a lot to hide and he couldn't take a risk like me and just like Lucas would have done. He wasn't My Lucas… get used to that Scarlett. The way he kissed me. Deedepky and roughly wasn't the same way Lucas would have. Lucas this… Lucas
FINN DAVISI was having a good dream. A beautiful one to be precise. I could see Raya running again as she used to when she was younger. She even got a medal in that dream. I had never felt as relieved as I did. That joy had been stolen from me and my family two years ago.When I remembered how Raya collapsed during one of her training two years ago, I realized that I was living in a dream. Raya was winning a medal at the moment. She was at home, sick and waiting for me, her elder brother to get her drugs that would relieve her pain…I shouldn’t be sleeping… I should t be dreaming. I should be working hard to save my sister.“So you really are here?”A very familiar and annoying voice vibrated as it hit my eardrums. The sweet dream faded and my eyes flew open at the speed of light.Oh, no! No! Please–“I wouldn't have recognized that you are one of my workers if I didn't see the uniform on the floor with a thong.”Fuck! I have been caught red-handed. My mind did a quick flashback
SCARLETT COBBS“I hope you rot in hell!” Those words resounded in my head. It didn't have the effect intended though. I mean, he wouldn't have said those words to me if he knew that my mere existence was hell. Hell was my day-to-day activities…. Hell was my life.I came back for my phone. The reason why I went back to my executive cabin was that I forgot my phone and while I was up there, I was relieved that he had left the room since I didn't want to see him again… for personal reasons. But when I saw him getting embarrassed at the deck, I couldn't help but look at him. I saw him struggle and I heard all he had to say. I was the reason he wouldn’t be getting his money despite how hard he seemed to have worked. “I should have known he was a worker when he called out rules last night.” I whispered to myself and followed his retreating frame but he was too fast. If it was money that was his problem, I had money to offer. I made him beg so I should at least make his efforts and risk