Bound To The Coldhearted Lucas Lorenzo
Chapter 1
"Trisha!" I screamed into the phone.
" guess what!"
" Easy darling easy....you sound so excited, what's the miracle? " she asked, with equal enthusiasm.
"aaahh....I need you to see for yourself!!" I said, switching to facetime.
"Wait....No... absolute fucking way," her eyes widened as we switched to the facetime, with my fingers shoving into her screen.
"Are those -diamonds?... Wait wait wait...who proposed?" She bombarded.
"what do you mean who proposed?" . "Don't be silly girl, everyone knows Carl is the only one who ever rocks my boat." I swooned.
"yeah and everyone knows you never let him rock you- oops." she cackled.
"yeah whatever. He never complained though." I rolled my eyes saying.
"I just wanted you to know we have a wedding to plan."
"yes we do sis. and uh...I've gotta ask, when was this proposal exactly?" She asked.
"as early as dawn." I smacked.
"Matter of fact. I woke up to it right before he left for work." I said, lifting my fingers, a smile stretched across my lips as the diamonds shone.
"Before work??..Wow, who knew Carl could be so intentional??" she purred her voice.
"you know what?, Im totally bored right now, how about we celebrate at my house, sounds good doesn't it?" she asked
"of course!" I smiled deeply.
"I'll be waiting." and with that, she hung up the phone.
Excitedly, I picked up my purse and my phone,
There was a super cute photo of Carl and me sitting just at the centre table, it had fallen to the floor so I picked it up,
"I love you Carl. I really do ." i said, kissing the frame , replaced it back to it's position and hurriedly made way for my car.
Just then a call came in. "Hello Becky, what's the update ?"
She sighed. "We have still not found the perfect face and physical requirements the organizers are seeking for, and," she sighed in deeply once again.
" what's it Becky?" I asked, pinching the ridge of my nose in impending frustration.
"the models are not willing to renew their contracts which will be ending in a few days.
And we need new recruits. Urgently."
Oh shit.
My head jammed with the idea of my business folding up as I drove,
Then I made a sharp bend, leading to Trisha's house.
Trisha., the dots connected.
"You know what. I've got the perfect plan" I suddenly lit up as an idea popped into my head.
"Trisha. My sister, she's a big shot stylist and she works closely with models."
I said tapping excitedly on the steering wheel, "Don't worry Becky, we won't be folding up anytime soon I promise you. we'll talk later." I kissed into the phone and hung up.
-
Trishas house was super glassy, but even when everyone else had a problem with it, she never did.
And her room, it was right in the open for all to see.
"Trish, don't you think you need some blinders?" I said horrifically as I stepped out from the car.
Then I walked towards the entrance. The door was slightly ajar, and there were scattered pieces of clothing all over the floor.
"ohh" my mouth formed into an 'O' at the sudden realization. A man's piece of clothing, a man's briefs, a female thong which obviously belonged to Trisha. And of course, a subtle sound of intense pleasure. "uhhhhmmmm, "
she moaned softly. "I know you like it,"" a male voice inaudibly said. Followed by a loud spank In the ass.
Trisha cried out loud but, I assume it was rather a cry of joy, from everything I've learned about sex.
A chuckle nearly escaped my lips, but I immediately flung my hand to cover it up.
Then the strokes became louder, and her moans grew deeper.
My feet felt planted deep in the root, unable to move, Was it as good as they say ?
The curiosity burned me.
All I could think about at the moment was Carl, our wedding night, and the endless night of pleasure..
Now, My body felt tense against the wall where I leaned, the thoughts dancing In my head wouldn't go away.
My hands gently cupped my breasts and they felt warm against it,
And it trailed slowly down to my navel, giving it a light rub and slowly again, Now, Down in between my thighs.
My breath caught sharply as my tiny finger slid along the opening, spreading them slightly apart to feel the moistness.
This was something I'd never done before , how could something feel so wrong yet so right.
Trisha continued to moan in pleasure. Her sounds, igniting the fire in me,
I needed to feel exactly what Trisha was feeling, to cry and wail in ecstasy.
I slipped my finger out and brought it to my face. My ring shone brightly on my ring finger and my heart burned for carl all the more.
My memory filled with the large size of his dick the day his towel had accidentally fallen across the room.
It would fill me up completely. I blushed quietly.
But on the bright side. We were already engaged. And that meant only one thing, we were already married.
I squealed internally.
Trisha's sultry voice cracked with all the sloppiness.
I quietly retreated my footsteps and went back into the living room.
Juggling between the options of waiting or giving them a much needed privacy While picking up the clothing on the floor and placing them on the sofa neatly.
I sank into the chair and pulled out my phone.
I bit my lip gently, anxiety quietly building up inside of me as I typed in a risky text.
Carl was always a big supporter of my celibacy journey and I couldn't wait to surprise him with the 'cookie' tonight.
"hey husband. I've got a special treat for you tonight." it read, with a whole lot of feisty stickers.
"ahh... doesn't it sound a bit too desperate?" I said to myself,
"oh vicky..," I gasped sending it. "I better call him."
I said anxiously, my cheeks turning a bright shade of red. But as it began to ring, A phone began to buzz just beside me, tucked into the sofa.
"Trish, your phone...."
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"wait..what?" , my head suddenly feeling light.
Then the buzz turned into a ringtone I memorized and scripted on the back of my palms.
Carls ringtone.
"naahh...there's no way..It can't be." I chuckled dryly.
placing my hand on my forehead as I tried to shove away the evidence. Then I redialed it.
"who the fuck could that be?" he said, his footsteps echoing in my heart louder than his voice till it finally came to a fullstop.
I rose up with the phone in my hand.
Slowly I turned to face him, Completely butt naked. My heart shattered.
Words could barely form in my mouth as my mind raced through a million thought.
"I promise you Vicky...it's not. What you think."
He said, going down on his knees.
"oh trust me darling. It is." said Trisha, coming out right behind him with her arms folded.
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