Chapter 11
Stephanie's point of view
His touch was burning my skin, and I still remember how he fucked me in a way I had never seen in my life; his hands toyed with my nipples with a professional skill that sent my breathing into disarray. I whispered in a choked voice, "Cedric."
He said in an authoritative, masculine tone, "Say my name again."
I said, with a tremor invading my voice, "Cedric."
He lifted my skirt with provocative slowness and slid his hand inside my underwear, beginning to roll his fingers over my pussy with a lethal softness. Then he said roughly, "You're already wet."
I let out a groan I tried to stifle, but it escaped against my will to fill the silent room. He asked, fixing his gaze on mine, "Do you like this? Should I continue?"
Despite the heat ravaging my body, I said in a panting, broken voice, "Get away from me."
He looked at me in shock, as if he hadn't expected me to say that. He repeated in disbelief, "Get away?"
I said with an insistence born of my wounded pride, "Yes."
His fingers stopped immediately and he withdrew them, then rose from atop me with utter calmness.
Fires were blazing inside me, and my heart was thundering violently in my veins. He said with a strange coldness, "Fine... I won't pressure you. I'll leave you be."
He walked out of the room and closed the door behind him, leaving me in a bitter struggle. I wanted him to touch me, to fuck me until I lost consciousness, but my pride stopped me.
I felt a pain and pressure in my lower abdomen that I couldn't resist; my fingers slid toward my pussy automatically. My wetness had completely soaked me, so I closed my eyes and began to touch myself, imagining his sharp features over me.
I whispered his name, ecstasy nearly killing me: "Cedric."
I inserted a finger, imagining it was his, but disappointment struck me; it wasn't the same feeling, it wasn't that power he possessed. I inserted another finger, trying to reach the peak, but nothing changed. My body was demanding his touch, not mine.
I withdrew my fingers in despair and bitterness, rising toward the bathroom with faltering steps, hoping the cold water would extinguish the fires this "Devil" had ignited in my veins before leaving.
I stayed a prisoner in my room all day, battling my thoughts and the rebellious pulses of my body, until the maid came to call me for dinner.
I walked down the stairs with heavy steps; my eyes scanned the place, but Cedric wasn't there. I asked the maid warily, "Where is Cedric?"
She said coolly, "He hasn't entered the house yet."
Strange... I didn't feel the joy at his absence that I had expected; instead, I felt a desolate void. I sat down and the maid served me food. I forced myself to eat; inside me were two souls who were blameless in this conflict.
After I finished, I turned to the maid and asked, "Can I use the landline?" She replied, "Yes, of course."
My fingers trembled as I dialed Kira's number. One ring... two... then her voice came: "Kira?"
She replied with an eagerness that shook my being: "Stephanie! I've been so worried about you, are you okay?"
I tried to keep my voice steady. "I'm fine, Kira."
She cut me off sharply: "Stephanie, I know you're lying. Tell the truth!"
I said, trying to reassure her, "Really Kira, I'm fine, don't worry."
I told her everything: about the island, about his surveillance of me, and how he found out about my pregnancy. She asked in a trembling voice, "What? He was watching you?"
I said bitterly, "Yes Kira, this man is mentally deranged."
I told her about Valentina and how he threatened her, to which Kira replied in fear, "Stephanie, I'm really scared for you."
I reassured her: "There's no need to worry, he doesn't hurt me." But she shocked me when she said: "Your father and I went to the station to report it, but all evidence of the crime has vanished! No body, no blood, and no witnesses!"
I screamed in disbelief, "How can there be no witnesses with all the guests who were there?"
She said sorrowfully, "They all said they didn't see anything."
I thought to myself, He surely threatened them. Then I broke the bombshell news to her: "Kira, I'm pregnant with twins."
Kira exploded, screaming, "What! Twins? Are you serious?"
I said, "Yes... I feel excited and terrified at the same time. I wish you were here with me."
She said insistently, "Where are you? I'm coming to you!"
I said immediately, "No, you won't risk your life, but I will find a way to get off this island."
I hung up and sat in the lounge, turning on the TV to distract my mind with a romantic movie. I got absorbed in it until it ended. I looked at the clock; it was midnight.
I worried deeply had something happened to him? Suddenly, the sound of the door opening was heard. I stood up, my heart pounding, waiting for Cedric to enter... but a blonde girl entered tall, with wide blue eyes and a fiery short red dress and he entered behind her.
The blood froze in my veins as I tried to understand what was happening. I approached them, and suddenly that blonde began to kiss him; it wasn't an ordinary kiss she was swallowing his tongue with a disgusting passion. I cleared my throat loudly: "What is going on here?"
The blonde turned toward me, but Cedric sharply forced her face back toward him and began kissing her even more violently. She started unbuttoning his shirt as they devoured each other's lips in front of me.
They moved haphazardly they didn't go upstairs, but headed for the sofa. Before my stunned eyes, Cedric removed her top and began to boldly suck her breast while she moaned, saying, "Yes... keep going."