Storm’s Point of View
[Two hours ago]“Do you want a beer, babe? I see you here all the time, don’t you ever get lonely?” The blonde girl purred seductively and moved closer. Her chest pressing into me as she ran her fingertips tantalizingly over my chest.My lip curled in disgust as I reached for the glass atop the table. She observed my actions with curious anticipation, only to gasp when I calmly poured the liqueur over her head and face.“What gives you the right to lay your filthy hands on me?” I seethed with indignation, rising from my seat, and hastily brushing off the ‘dirt’ she had maliciously splattered onto my clothes. “I came here to relax with a drink, not to be pestered by some slut like you.”“What the hell?!” she yelled.But I refused to even glance at her, and instead fled the scene. I had no idea why I’d come back here in the first place. My grandpa’s villa was calling me home, but I couldn’t face it. Playing house with a wife was the last thing on my list of things to do. If it weren’t for the old man’s wishes, I would’ve never gone through marriage!At long last, I made my way back to the office, even though I had already finished all of my tasks for the day. Nevertheless, when I arrived in the vicinity, I was shocked to see a person occupying my seat in the pitch-black room. But based on the shadow, I could recognize it.“Grandpa?” I asked to confirm.As the figure rose, I switched on the light. I was surprised when my grandfather’s silhouette was revealed. Frowning with worry, I questioned him, “What are you doing here at this hour? Where is your nurse? It’s way past your bedtime, why aren’t you resting...?”My words trickled away into nothingness as I noticed the weight of his intense stare. His eyes were like a hawk’s, taking in every detail of me with utmost precision. After what felt like an eternity, he stepped forward with a loud thump of his mahogany cane and soon came to stand before me.“Storm!” His voice filled the room with a reverberating authority. “I let you do what you please in your marriage these past two years, but it’s time to draw the line. What kind of husband are you that you can’t even take the time to go home and check on your wife?!”I was about to explain myself, but he added again with a hint of accusation in his tone, “Mister Scott said someone had spotted you overseas with another woman! Is that how a married man should behave?”My gaze locked onto his, and I solemnly uttered, “Grandpa, this must be some kind of mistake. Where did you hear these things? Why are you so sure of them?”“Because I know you, Storm Scoville! You’re gonna tell me it’s all just a misunderstanding? Then, why don’t you go to your wife right now and explain it to her! She must be feeling devastated right now!”“Grandpa—”I halted mid-sentence as he erupted into a coughing fit. My instinct was to rush to his aid, but a single gesture of his hand forbade it.He pressed his hand against his chest and spoke in a labored breath. “My days are now numbered, Storm. These aging bones will soon tire, and this old man will bid this world goodbye...”“Grandpa, why do you keep saying those things?” I couldn’t help but be annoyed.“I’m merely saying what could possibly happen.” He sighed deeply and drifted past me. “Storm, when are you going to think about having a child of your own? I hope I will be able to see your children before I leave this world.”His voice was tender yet heavy with concern. I knew his plea was genuine, but I had no answer for him.The memory of that scene came flooding back to me, as I watched the woman crumple to the floor in a helpless heap, her face flushed, and her thighs exposed. My heart boiled with rage.“You’re so desperate to get Grandpa’s favor that you’re willing to do anything?” I sneered disdainfully. “You’d even spread your legs to seduce your target, wouldn’t you? But don’t get your hopes up, because it won’t work on me!”She fixed me with a lethal stare, her eyes red and glassy. Her response was venomous as she spat out, “You’re such a narcissist! Like I would ever be interested in you? In your wildest dreams!"“Then, what are you doing right now?” I snickered.I waited anxiously for her reply, but she remained silent. After a long moment, her steely gaze softened, and she began to unbutton her dress.My heart raced as her collarbone and ivory chest came into view, unveiling her complete form. It was as if she was revealing not just her body, but her very essence to me.Realizing what I was thinking, my blood ran cold as I whipped around in a panic to find if someone saw her. I stumbled towards her, in a desperate attempt to re-button her dress.“You! Don’t be so ridiculous! What do you think you are doing?!"“It’s hot...” she mumbled as she was trying to stop my hands. “Help me...”“Damn woman! Stop pulling and get up!”“No…”She stared deeply into my eyes and without warning put my hand on her chest. Her hot skin sent jolts of energy through me, setting every nerve in my body alight. The heat spread from my stomach to my chest - it was already too late. I backed away, but that moment stayed with me.I felt boner after that.‘This woman! How can she be so skilled at tempting when she appears so innocent?’I forced myself to ignore the emotion I was experiencing and tried to be calm. However, when my patience finally gave out, I grabbed her arm firmly and urged her to stand up.“Ouch!” she cried, closing her eyes in pain.Upon seeing her reaction, my grip reflexively loosened. But it seemed like she was intent on pushing me to the brink of restraint. Because as soon as I let her go, she threw herself against me, and we tumbled back to the ground.To make matters worse, she pushed her body into mine after landing on top of me.“Scarlett! Scott! Scoville!” I thundered as I couldn’t take it anymore.I could see tears welling up in her eyes as she saw my look of wrath. But I couldn’t be bothered with that. There was more of a concern to me. Why am I so turned on because of this woman?!“What?! Don’t give me that expression and get off me!”I attempted to pull away from her but as our eyes met, I felt something soft and tender on my lips. And before I knew it, she had her eyes closed, savoring the moment of her kissing and licking my lips.‘Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!’I yanked her away from me and gave her a fierce look that seemed to be puncturing her very soul.“Scarlett, I’m telling you right now! You’ll regret it, so get off!”Her eyes opened abruptly, as if she was startled by what I said. She turned to face her surroundings and was taken aback when she realized she had been riding me when she glanced down at my body.“I-I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I will get up now!”She got up and was going to get off when she fell again, smacking my manhood with her sensitive area this time.Her eyes widened in shock as she peered at me, but I was too preoccupied with the burning sensation that was now slowly taking over my body to respond.“Fuck off!” I spat, losing my mind when I saw her chest again.Yet, rather than pulling away, her icy hand moved to my chest and descended towards my raging boner.“Don’t!” I clamped my eyes shut, gritted my teeth, and attempted to stop her hand. “Scarlett, I’m telling you now, one wrong move again and you will be doomed!”I was hoping for her to stop, yet I miscalculated. I swept away when she inched her body onto mine and I knew it would be no more than moments before I could no longer resist.“Please, help me…” she begged seductively.And I was like a ticking bomb that had completely exploded. My patience had been worn thin, the boundless hunger I’d tried to contain now raging wild.“Shit! Don’t regret it, woman! You asked for this!”No sooner had I uttered the words, than I roughly snatched her around the waist and forced her body to the carpet.Scarlett’s Point of View“Argh…!” I groaned when I felt my head as if it would split in two. “Water…” I murmured..My throat felt dry and scratchy, as if it had been drained of all moisture. Not only was my head throbbing with pain, but my entire body ached. It was as if I had been relentlessly battered by a crowd of thousands.‘What happened to me?’I opened my eyes slightly and let my eyesight come back to life. A magnificent picture sprang up in front of me: a beautiful ceiling with elaborate decorations. The tiny embellishments of miniature paintings, each a monument to the artist’s skill, complemented the walls’ soft white tint.The room was filled with a hushed stillness, broken only by the sudden sound of a gentle rustle that reached my ears from beside me.As I cautiously rotated my head, a sharp pang of discomfort shot through my skull, intensifying as my eyes fixated on the sight before me. And as soon as I realized who was beside me, my eyes widened in astonishment and my j
Scarlett's Point of ViewDespite the excruciating pain between my legs, I forced myself to move and leave his room. Guilt weighed heavy on my heart as I stood outside his door for what felt like half an hour. In the end, I went back to my room to wash off the remnants of his touch.After cleaning myself up, I eventually made my way to the kitchen and prepared breakfast in a daze. Staring at the sizzling egg in the pan, memories flooded my mind in a rush. 'Why did I do that? In two years we've been "together" I have never pushed myself to him neither did he.''So, you wanted to drug me just so we could sleep together?''Is that your pathetic attempt at getting me in bed?''Are you that horny or you just really want to get pregnant?'As soon as I remembered his mention of the aphrodisiac and his harsh words, my body constricted and I hurried to the refrigerator, dumping the waters down the sink. Next, I rushed to the bar station and began pouring out each bottle of wine and liquor into
Scarlett’s Point of ViewFrom that day onward, I couldn't comprehend the sudden change in Storm's behavior. It was a perplexing enigma to me. However, after two years of absence, he finally began to spend his nights under our roof once again.Perhaps it was his grandfather's influence, but I could finally view our union as a true marriage. From now on, I would be able to live life on my own terms without any interference. In fact, I had already planned to have a discussion with him about our future together, free from the watchful eye of his grandfather and other people around us, including the media.But first and foremost, I must express my sincerest apologies for my previous behavior. I busied myself with preparing dinner while anxiously awaiting his arrival. He usually came home by 9 pm, but it was now past 10 pm and he still had not returned.“Won’t he come home today?” I asked myself. 10:30 pm11:00 pm12:00 am12:31 amMy shoulders drooped as I came to the realization that he
Scarlett’s Point of ViewI grasped my mother's hand, intertwining my fingers with hers and gently brought it to my lips for a kiss. I gazed at her delicate features, her face drained of color and her lips dry from medication as she lay peacefully sleeping. I fought back the tears, determined to show strength in her presence, but eventually succumbed to the torrent of emotions, unable to contain my weeping any longer.As tears streamed down my face, I trembled in fear at the thought of losing my mother. Suddenly, the door burst open and Daniel and Noemi, my two best friends, rushed into the room."You're a mess," Noemi teased, as I noticed tears forming in the corners of her eyes. "Come on, wipe those tears away. Aunt doesn't want to see you sniffling like that."I was aware that she was attempting to lift my spirits, but like she told me back then, her own strength faltered whenever she saw me in such a state. It was as if I were a helpless child, uncertain of what path to take in lif
Scarlett’s Point of View "Oh my god! Did you really sleep, Scarlett?! Look at those eyebags!" Noemi's voice echoed through the hospital room, exclaiming in shock. She then turned to me, accusatively asking, "Did you go to work instead of resting?" I shook my head and chuckled. "I slept." The truth was, I couldn't sleep at all. My mind was consumed with thoughts of Storm and his strange behavior last night. Before I knew it, morning had arrived and I had no choice but to get up. "Don't lie," Daniel said as he offered me a chair. Ignoring their persistent prodding, I seated and focused on my mother who was now awake. She seemed concerned as she stared at me, but I flashed her a gentle smile and reassured her with a soft voice. "I truly did sleep, mom. You don't have to listen to them." "I can't trust your words when you look like you're about to collapse." Her voice was strained as she spoke, her body looking ready to crumble at any moment. Then, she continued, "Scarlett, sweetie,
Scarlett's Point of ViewAs soon as I walked in and caught sight of him, I quickly turned towards the stairs, purposefully ignoring his presence to get under his skin. But before I could take a step, I noticed him getting up and striding towards me. I was about to brush him off when he suddenly grabbed my arm and forced me to face him.“What?” I asked, acting as if annoyed. “I’m exhausted and I need to get ready to go to your parent’s villa. Let me know what you need right now, because I don’t have time for an argument.”“What game are you playing now?” he asked with his teeth clenched. His grip on my arm grew tighter. “Scarlett, I despise those who interfere with my business. Stay out of it and focus on your own life!”Before I answered him, I glanced down at his hand that was in my arm. Then, I tore my arm from his grip, my eyes narrowing in anger and disgust. "You interrupted me for this?""Because you are fucking stubborn!" he hissed."I think you are forgetting something, Storm,"
Scarlett’s Point of ViewHe stared into my face, his expression filled with confusion, as if struggling to comprehend my words. However, instead of engaging in a conversation, he simply turned his back to me, offering me nothing but a cold shoulder. “I want mango,” I repeated."And so?" he questioned, a hint of frustration dancing in his voice."And so, get them yourself. Look at those mangoes, it's not exactly a difficult task, is it?" I replied, a smile gracing my lips."If it's not difficult, then why don't you do it yourself instead of asking me?" he retorted, his tone laced with annoyance.Observing his icy demeanor, I decided to respond directly, without further ado. "Alright then."Without wasting another moment, I retrieved my phone from my pocket and dialed a number. As the phone began to ring, his attention swiftly shifted towards me, his eyes widening in surprise. "Who are you calling?" I responded with a sweet smile, lifting my phone to show him the screen. "Grandpa."Hi
Scarlett’s Point of ViewPuppet. A marionette. There was no denying it, was there? I had known all along. The way my father manipulated me with those string-like puppets, dictating what I should do, making me believe that I needed him just for my mom and I to survive. I had known it from the beginning, but why did it feel like the harsh reality and a stinging slap when he himself said it... "Sweetie... Scarlett. Honey. Are you with me?" A voice jolted me back to reality. As I looked up, I saw the concerned expression on Missus Scoville's face as she observed the crumpled brochure I held. Realizing my mistake, I quickly attempted to straighten it as I gulped anxiously."I... I apologize. I didn't realize..." I couldn't continue my sentence as tears unexpectedly streamed down my cheeks. What was this pain I felt just because of his words? "It's alright, dear. It's just a brochure. I'm more worried about you. You seem distant and pale. Are you alright?" She gently touched my forehe