The next chapter would be epilogue. :) However, I wanted to ask everyone if you want Archer’s story?
Third Person's Point of View"Are you seriously telling me that now, Ajax? When the event start any moment from now?!" I blurted out as he was behind Livia, caressing her small waist and lifting the dress she was wearing. "Just a quick fuck, please. Just a quick one." Ajax couldn't stop himself from claiming Livia again. Today, the christening of their baby will going to happen and anytime soon, the visitors will arrive one by one especially when everything was settled yet she was cornered inside their room and he was asking for a good fuck. In just a span of a few minutes, Livia already got wet. Her hands are on the table while in front of them is a mirror. Livia could see their reflection on it, especially Ajax's broad shoulders. He was staring at her straight in the eyes through their reflection, and each push and pull Ajax made Livia moan. "Careful, baby! My dress might get torn!" Livia asserted, trying to remove Ajax's hands on her chest. It was a limited edition dress from
Livia’s Point of View Agitated and thrilled. That is how I discern. I hoisted my porcelain hand and knocked on the door three times. My heart was pounding hard and my fingers were shaking. Regardless, the door creaked, and a dazzling man showed up wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist as drops of water fell on his hair down to his mesomorphic shoulders and went to his hard stomach. I bit my lip seeing Archer standing in front. His stern eyes and stoic face greeted me whilst holding the box of the necklace he asked me to drop by. “Babe-“ I was trailed off when I heard a soft voice that obviously came from a girl inside. “Hon, is the food we ordered already arrived?” she asked. I twitched in shock. A woman came out of nowhere, wearing only a bathrobe, then seductively hugged my husband from behind. My eyes drifted to Archer’s hand, it crept on the woman’s waist and then glanced at me. I know her. She’s the new rising star in the film industry. I saw one of her interviews a
Livia Washington’s Point of View Cold. Dim. People’s grizzle. Three light colors simultaneously wandered around the club where I was. My taste has gone bitter. My face became grumpy as I drank the last shot of my whiskey. “You’ve drunk almost one bottle of whiskey, Livia. Stop it,” Janice; a close and trusted friend of mine said. I rolled my eyes in the air. Instead of having a one-shot glass, I got the bottle and sipped it directly. Whiskey is a hard liquor a certain person can’t drink moderately especially when her tolerance for alcohol is low. Just like me. I invited Janice to come over and be with me. Above all, she’s the only person I knew to invite and besides, Janice is the only person who can understand me.“Let’s just enjoy the night, Janice!” She only rolled her eyes at me. “I can’t drink. No one will drop you off at your house, you know that. Unless, otherwise, your husband would.” Hearing the keyword ‘husband’ made me ill. I suddenly remembered what happened yesterd
Ajax Steel’s Point of View “Fuck. She’s making me insane,” I merely whispered as the drops of water coming from the shower crashed down my body. I drowned myself in frigid water, trying to recalibrate my mind after what just happened. The lady whom I bumped into stuck in my head on the spur of a moment. I admit, when I saw her face, I got fascinated by it. She has a round face, pinkish lips, long eyelashes, and natural hair. The dress she was wearing e was enough for her curves to stand out. Not to mention her porcelain skin shimmering because of the light. While the cold water runs down my body, trains of thoughts stop in my mind. Livia's face seemed familiar nonetheless, undertake my best to recall where I saw her but I failed. Regardless, I think that I’ve seen her somewhere but my sole problem is that I can’t remember when and where. The drops of water can be heard even if I already had my towel around my waist. Going out, I saw the stranger I’d met sleeping soundly on top of
Livia Washington’s Point of View They say, some dreams are great and some bring you fearful experiences. Dreams are the number one major contributor which is the reason why everyone was successful in their dreams and that is one example of wonderful dreams. However, I can say that mine was amazing neither petrified. “Your name?” a woman who’s wearing a dress, has pale lips and short hair asked me. I stuttered. “L-Livia Washington, ma’am,” I answered. “My husband and I can’t produce a child. I need your help and in exchange, I will reward you with money at your price. Just help me…” she said, her face screaming desperation and almost pleading. Without further hesitation, I nodded my head. “Just tell me what you want me to do, Ma’am…” “First, my name is Gianna Steel. I am in a dire need of help upon giving birth to a child. I am asking you to be a surrogate mother of our child,” she said, leaving me dumbfounded. Surrogacy. Surrogacy is an arrangement, often supported by a legal
Livia Washington’s Point of View Dirty white ceiling, vague surroundings yet familiar one. Gradually, I opened my eyes and prowled around. I’m at Janice’s apartment, laying on her body still wearing the dress I had yesterday. I tried to sit on the bed, but my head hurts like Janice had pounded my head hard. “Drink this. I knew that you’d wake up soon that’s why I made you tea,” she said. “It’s good for sober boosting.” Janice put a glass of tea on the side table while I fixed my dress, hoisted my eyes on her then spoke. I felt that my tongue was dry, yet a couple of words came out of my mouth. “Damn, my head hurts…” I bleed. My best friend arched her eyebrows, and put herself across me on the sofa I was facing. “Tell me, what happened last night?” she inquired, as if she was expecting me to say something when in fact, I have none. I rolled my eyes and arched my brows. “Wasted, obviously,” I sneered. She smirked. “Girl, do you know that you almost slept with Ajax Steel yesterda
Livia Washington’s Point of View He was very fast. My heart was pounding hard as if I were catching a breath. A person might think I was running, but the car made me like this. It stopped a few meters away from me. The anger I had earlier doubled, all because of the person inside. Due to my anxiety and lack of sudden happiness, I went to where the car was and then closed my fist, hitting the top of his baby. I don’t care if he got mad, but all I knew was that I just risked my life because of his craziness. "Are you fucking going to kill me?" I stormed out, darting my vicious, firing eyes. I tried to calm myself down afterwards. I don’t know what the pronoun was of the driver, but what matters to me is that they apologize. I took a step back momentarily. When the door creaked, a foot stepped out as half of his body swayed along with him—going out. My body moved a bit as my eyes widened upon discovering who the person was. He was now standing completely in front, showing himse
Livia Washington’s Point of View I was still lucky. Even though Archer and I didn't get along well, he still accepted me into his company. "Livia, can you edit this for me? I have something to do later, and I can't work overtime. Would you help me?" My officemate, Cindy, who happened to be one of my friends, asked. I got the folder she was holding and then looked into it. I blinked my eyes at the paper before nodding my head. "What is this related to first?" Cindy rolled her eyes. "Argh. It’s the papers our boss wanted me to do. I told him I couldn’t as I had plans earlier, but it seems like he has no damn care at all! Gosh, my mother-in-law would probably hate me again if I was late for our dinner!" A small chuckle came out of my lips before I licked it and then sat down in my swivel chair. There are a lot of papers I have to do, but I am willing to share everyone’s burden. I came to work late due to crying myself out last night. I couldn’t sleep whenever I saw Archer with some