Chapter 42 (The News)(Simon’s pov)I stared at Celine then back to Gemini, I could see her clenched fist, her eyes staring at the cup of coffee in front of her.“Gemini, how about we go upstairs and talk” I finally spoke.Gemini's head raised as she stared at me for a minute, “There is nothing to talk about Simon, Celine here pretty much said everything and you not denying it seems true too” Feeling bad and caught up in this situation, I stared at the child, sitting beside her.Gemini stood up, about to leave, I held onto her hand stopping her from moving. “Where are you going” I questioned “I think it best, I stay at my father's place for some time, this house is becoming too stuffy with your lies and secrets” she replied, shaking my hand off as she brushed past me.I followed her behind, hoping she would give me a chance to explain.“You can't leave, this house is for you, instead let me leave please, Gemini,” I plea
(Lies)(Gemini’s Pov)Simon has been speaking for the last 30 minutes since we got to the courthouse, and I ignored him.“Are you fucking serious Gemini, you want a divorce, this stupid marriage was your idea in the first place” he said “Yes Simon it was, and I felt like I was caging you in a marriage you didn’t want, am giving you back your freedom,” I told him avoiding eye contact. Simon slammed the table so hard, that I flinched. “You don’t get the right to determine my happiness, no one does but me, I am not signing any document” “Please don’t make it harder than it seems, let's just end this, It exhausting. You have a child to care for now” Simon walked closer to where I sat, turning the chair to face him, he caged me in between, his eyes holding mine with intensity. “W-What are you doing” I stammered He leaned closer, his face a few inches from mine, I could smell his musky mint cologne which filled my nostrils. I always loved how he sme
(A moment of truth)~Gemini~The clinking of cutlery made my head spin, and I gripped my fork tightly, stabbing at my chicken as if it had personally wronged me.Nanny Laura leaned in close and whispered, "Is everything all right, dear? You don't seem to be enjoying your meal. Should I ask the chef to prepare something else for you?"I turned to her, offering a forced smile. "I'm fine, Nanny, thank you for your concern," I replied, hoping to alleviate her worry.“How's the divorce proceeding?” My father finally interjected from across the dining table."It's still in progress," I replied.“Hurry up, the fundraiser event is in two days. I don't want to be surrounded by rumors about my daughter,” he admonished.I maintained my smile, concealing my anger beneath it.“Uncle Brandon will be in New York next week,” I informed him, waiting for his reaction.“And why is that?” he inquired curiously."I believe you've forgotten, Father, but Mama's memorial mass is approachin
(Who’s the father 1)(Gemini’s POV)The household was still abuzz with the recent conflict between Gustavo and Simon, a heated exchange that had taken place just three days prior."Who does he think he is, storming in and causing a scene?" My stepmother muttered as she paced the kitchen, her apron wrapped snugly around her."Well, Madam, perhaps there was some issue between them," Nanny Laura suggested gently, assisting her in the kitchen tasks.My stepmother halted, shooting nanny Laura a look of disdain before resuming her focus on the vegetables she was chopping. "By siding with him, you only raise suspicions, Nanny. Your hostility towards Gustavo is hardly a secret," she remarked sharply.Nanny Laura glanced at me from the dining hall, and I shifted my attention from my laptop to observe my stepmother's behavior."He should be apprehended, or better yet, locked away. A respectable doctor wouldn't stoop to such levels. I can't fathom allowing him to perform surge
(Who's The Father 2)~Gemini~I saw the fear in Tiara's eyes, as she trembled and tried to conceal her emotions by pulling her hand away from mine."Why don't you go back to your usual self and act like you don't care? You're good at making me feel invisible," she said, her voice filled with rage.Protesting by folding my arms, I carefully studied her face, wondering why she was reacting so strongly as if she had something to hide."Well, I suppose you wouldn't mind if I shared it with everyone here," I remarked, making my way towards the house.Tiara's footsteps hastened behind me as she attempted to stop me, but I paid no attention, entering the house. Suddenly, Tiara grabbed my arm.As my eyes shifted from her face to her hand on my arm, I could tell she truly didn't want this secret to come out, but I remained indifferent."Please, don't," her voice softened.This came as a surprise - the Tiara I knew was always fiery and tried to push my buttons."Why can't
. (Stop treating me like a child) My eyes are fixed on the garden, and thanks to the transparent view, I can easily silence the voices around me, just got admission into NYU and I feel like my whole life has already been planned out for me. The sun cast a warm glow on each rosy flowerbed, they were my mom's favorite, still shaken by her sudden death, I wish she never left that night, if only I knew it was the last time I might get to see her, I would have held on longer. "Are you even listening" my dad's cold and husky voice interrupted my thoughts as I glanced around the dining table, all eyes were on me. "Excuse me" I manage to say, my voice calm. Ignoring the mocking smile from my stepmother and sister, God I hate them both, I held my head high, refusing to let their doubt defeat me "S-sorry got distracted" trying to look prepared for whatever earful he has in store for me "Are you even ready, your mind seems to be somewhere else, am I boring you Gemini" I knew this was a tra
Hello love (1)Gustavo (pov) Since we left the mansion, her silence has been suffocating. It stings, knowing that she's still angry with me. I can't understand her; she should be grateful for the life she has. people like us have to fight tooth and nail just to survive, yet she has everything handled to her on a silver platter. My frustration builds, gripping the steering wheel tightly, my eyes locked on the congested road ahead. New York City's traffic is notorious, and today is no exception. The City's Charm and vibrant lifestyle drew me here, a place where dreams come true for ambitious souls like mine. But today, it feels like a nightmare. I honked at the car in front of me, desperately clinging to my composure. All I want is for this chaotic morning to end on a positive note. Taking a glance at her through the rearview mirror, my heart skipped a beat. She was breathtakingly beautiful with her golden blond hair cascading effortlessly on her shoulder. Each Ray of sunlight dance
Hello love (2)I stood frozen, my eyes locked on the chaotic scene unraveling before me. Time seemed to stand still as I struggled to absorb everything happening in front of my disbelieving gaze. His desperate moan mingled with hers, filling the room with a symphony of desire and carnal pleasure.He held her tightly in his lap, their bodies moving with an intensity that boarded on reckless abandon. With each forceful thrust, she surrenders herself unreservedly, their connection creating an intoxicating dance of shared passion. The soft rays of sunlight delicately caressed her fiery red curls, infusing them with a warm, ethereal glow.Her ample bosom bounced rhythmically, seemingly dancing to the primal rhythm driving their coalition. Her moan grew in volume, cascading through the air like ripples of ecstasy. However, amidst this mesmerizing tableau, Samantha's presence suddenly registered beside me.Shocked by the explicit display unfolding mere inches away, her astonishment was palp