A knock on my door the next day woke me up, last night was a blurry memory. Maybe it's the wine or my brain just stopped receiving new memories because yesterday's happening is too much already.
The drapes automatically opened on its own and I realized that it's controlled by whatever high tech technology the castle manor has. I looked at the wall clock and it says 8 AM but still I feel so tired and just want to bury myself in the soft mattress.
The door opened and Romeo stepped inside and closed the door behind him.
"Hmmm, are you naked underneath?" He asked curious and scanned me while I'm still under the comforter.
"Why don't you look?" I asked and rolled my eyes on him.
"Believe me, as much as I want to flirt with you right now, there's some pressing matters that needs my attention." He said in a casual voice.
He walked towards the side of the bed and sat then stared at me for a long time.
"Like what?" I asked
"Like what?" He mimicked and stared at me long enough as if he is lost in his thoughts.
I nod and waited for his response. He angle his head on one side and caressed my face.
"Like meeting my fiancée at lunch." Romeo answered and stood up ironing his suit with his hands to correct the creases.
"Fiancée?" I asked surprised with the knowledge.
"That's the ring for." I said realizing why he was willing to bid 4 million dollars for the rare pink diamond ring.
"Lucky girl." I said and shrugged then pulled down the comforter and crawl out of the bed revealing my transparent night gown.
He smiled smugly gazing my movements especially when I'm clipped my hair up while I walked towards him, never breaking eye contact.
"Oh hell she is." He answered in sarcasm.
"But then, she has to wait." I murmured in his ears and then slowly knelt in front of him pulling his pants down with me.
"Oh damn" I heard him murmured and took and sharp breath when I brought his shaft into my mouth.
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He's long gone by now and here I am under the shower for I don't know how long, I can't quite comprehend what has gotten into me and why I did what I just did.
Jealousy? No.
Anger? Why would I.
Wanting him? Absolutely not. But my actions are betraying what my mind is thinking.
I know that there's no apparent reason on why a girl decided to blow a guy other than she wanted it.
So did I want it at that moment? Damn hell I did. And damn hell why!
The realisation that he has fiancée triggered something in me. A treacherous desire of wanting him and knowing he's wanting me back fulfilled a void of passion within me and I know he feels it too.
But how can something so wrong, felt so right?
"Celine?"
A voice pulled me away from my thoughts and I turned off the shower and listened with what's going on outside.
"Celine?" The voice called again.
"Ilyas?" I shouted back questioning.
"Oh sorry, if I had known you were in the shower---" He started saying and I cut him.
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Criminal Butterflies
RomanceRomance R18+ (Mature Contents • Explicit scenes ahead) A jog in the park caused Celina Belov to have a gun pointed at her head and one look at the man behind it, she knew today is her end. As she had never seen so much rage from a person before, unt...
