Larissa Maynard
~•~I was more than happy when the guests started to reduce two hours later, but that meant Bridget was about to leave as well and I was sad about that.She gave me a kiss on my cheek, bidding me bye. As she left, I set out to find Alexander, but I ran into my mom instead. She smiled when she saw me. “I knew you weren’t up for a party, but you did well.”I returned the smile. My mother was the only one that considered my feelings, but that still never stopped her from doing what she wanted.“Come on, let me introduce you to this high-end model, she can help push the business forward.”I shook my head at once. “No, ma. I haven’t eaten all day and I’m leaving.”“But–““If I stay any longer, I will die of hunger.”She pouted, but she let me go. I spotted Alexander in a conversation with three other men, but thankfully, he excused himself when he saw me. “Hey, baby.”“Can we go now?” I went straight to the point.He looked around at the few guests that were still around. I wondered what the hell they were still doing here anyway. “Isn’t it rude for the host to leave before the guests?”I scoffed. “Our parents are the hosts. The party has run long enough. I am tired.”Alexander knew I didn’t like crowds. He knew how introverted I was when he decided to be with me and even if he tried his best to bring me out of my shell, it never amounted to anything. He laughed. “Okay, baby, whatever you say.” He looked me up and down and his gaze dropped to my breasts. “Should we go upstairs?”I knew what he was implying but I was not in the mood for sex. Imagine exercising with an empty stomach. That was a recipe for disaster. “Your mother had me wear the smallest dress known to man. I haven’t eaten for more than twenty-four hours. I’m going home.”He nodded. “Should I go with you?”I also wasn’t in the mood for company. “I’m just going to eat and crash anyway.”“I’ll drop you off.” Alexander decided.Satisfied, I held onto his hand as he led me outside the hotel. We had to stop to talk to a few people though because they just never ran out of things to talk about, which was annoying.Alexander and I sat in the backseat as his driver drove us to my house. My parents bugged me about moving in with Alex, but I liked my space and I wasn’t going to give it up until we were officially married.I was relieved when we got to my house and as soon as I entered and locked the door, I was unzipping my dress. It was a modern bungalow with three rooms, one of which was my bedroom, the other was my workstation and the last one was a guest bedroom. Apartments were noisy, which was another reason I didn’t move in with Alex. His parents were going to buy us a house as a wedding gift though.My dress pooled at my feet and I stepped out of it. Not caring that I was naked, I went straight to the kitchen to grab an apple before I went to my room to get dressed. Getting dressed meant putting on an oversized shirt.I went back into the kitchen and started making pasta. I was tired as fuck and I just wanted to sleep, but I didn’t want to sleep on an empty stomach again. I needed to eat.It was probably a bad idea to drink while I cooked but I didn’t care. I opened a bottle of wine and poured myself a glass, dancing around as I chopped the vegetables for the pasta. I was able to get through the party without running away mid-process. That was a huge feat. The wine was a gift to me.While I ate, I poured myself another glass and another, until the bottle was half empty. Only then did I close it and return it to the cabinet.I was a little tipsy, but it didn’t matter because I was the only one at home and I could do whatever I liked without the judging eyes of my mother-in-law watching my every move.After doing the dishes, I took a glass of water. I didn’t exactly want to sober up but I didn’t want to wake up with a hangover the next day.Just as I finally lay on my bed, I heard the sound of the doorbell. I let out a groan, looking at the digital clock on my nightstand. It was seven o’clock. Who the hell was visiting by this time without informing me beforehand? Very few people knew where I lived. I’d already told Alex I wanted to sleep and Bridget was busy. Could it be my parents? What would they want in my house by this time?The doorbell rang again and I stood up begrudgingly. My feet were padded with black socks and aside from that, I was only putting on a t-shirt. I didn’t have the energy to wear anything else. They would have to deal with me like that. It was their fault for coming to my home.When the doorbell rang for a third time, I got irritated and tried to hasten my pace, almost stumbling over because of the alcohol that resided in my system.I pulled the door open, ready to scold whoever was impatient enough to ring my doorbell three times in the span of a minute. However, when I saw who it was, my breath got caught in my throat.I never thought I’d see him again, but here he was, standing on my doorstep, in the same black hoodie he had been wearing years ago when we saw each other for the last time. The hood was above his face but I’d seen him in my dreams enough that seeing only his eyes would give away his identity.His eyes were rooted on me and for a moment, time stopped. I really couldn’t believe my eyes. I blinked and rubbed at them. Was I drunk enough to start hallucinating? Or was Caspian Bianchi, the man who broke my heart five years ago, standing on my doorstep?There was a faint scar on his jawline; the only difference in his appearance since I last saw him. He was still as beautiful as he was five years ago. It didn’t seem like he had aged a day as well. Why was he here? Why did he ring my doorbell? Why did he visit? What the hell did he want from me?Without asking any of those questions, I slammed the door shut. He had some nerve showing up in my house after five years.Caspian Bianchi~•~I knew it was a bad idea, but I was a selfish ass, which was why I didn’t mind visiting Larissa when I was certain she was done with her stupid engagement party. The Larissa I knew would not have agreed to that, but she had probably changed.Part of me hoped that she was still hung up on me as I was on her. A selfish part of me hoped she wasn’t in love with the man she recently got engaged to because the irrational part of me wanted her back despite how unsafe she’d be with me.Maybe, I could have moved on from her if I had tried; if I wasn’t stalking her to know what she was up to, if I was not going out of my way to always check that she was okay. When she had started dating Alexander, I thought it would be a fling like the other men she’d dated. Imagine my surprise when he proposed to her a month after meeting her. He was obviously after her connections.I rang the doorbell for the third time, beginning to wonder if she wasn’t home. My men had seen her dickhead b
Larissa Maynard ~•~I still didn’t understand what Caspian was doing in my house. I didn’t know why he was kissing me but I blamed it on the alcohol as I kissed him back.“You taste like champagne.” I breathed out when he pulled away just enough for his lips to latch onto my neck.“And you taste like my fucking favorite wine.”It was my favorite wine now, but I couldn’t reply to him as he continued to kiss down my neck. I knew it was wrong to let him kiss me but his kisses and touches were so fucking familiar that I couldn’t stop him even if I tried. It was easy to get lost in him when I was tipsy; when the wine I drank reminded me of him.When he was in my house after five years of no contact, holding me like I was his again. My back automatically arched as I bared my neck for him, giving them space to place open-mouthed kisses on my neck. My breathing was heavy and my brain was in a haze as I pulled him by his shirt so I could kiss him again.Caspian devoured my mouth like he used
Larissa Maynard~•~I woke up the next morning with a slight headache, but when I pulled the covers away from my naked body and saw the fingerprints on my hips, I knew last night had been real.“Fuck,” I muttered, realizing what this meant. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I chanted. My wedding was six months away and I had just slept with another man. It didn’t matter that he was my ex. It didn’t matter that we didn’t get closure yet. I was engaged to someone else and I was meant to be faithful. Fuck!I stood up, wincing at the slight soreness between my legs. That damned man hadn’t cared to hold back. He knew I was engaged. He came to congratulate me on my engagement. He knew exactly what the fuck he was doing.Exhaling, I decided not to blame my poor decisions on him. He wasn’t the one who cheated on his partner. Sure he knew I was taken before he decided to barge into my house and kiss me like his whole life depended on it, but Caspian had never been one to care about the rules anyway, especia
Caspian Bianchi~•~I let out a satisfied sigh, savoring Larissa’s naked body again. I knew it was my last chance, for now. When she woke up, she would come back to her senses. My eyes strayed to the digital clock on her nightstand. It was already morning and I needed to get moving. I had already cleaned her up last night and arranged our clothes properly, so I didn’t have much to do as I woke up.Placing a kiss on her forehead, I let sleeping beauty rest as I got out of bed. I stared at myself in the mirror, my fingers brushing my hip where her name was tattooed on. I had it done two years after I left her. I couldn’t stop thinking about her and I knew my heart would only belong to her. I was hers in every sense of the word. She just didn’t know it yet.I got dressed quickly and dropped the note and keys I had planned to give her last night. I gave her one last look before I finally left her house.I wouldn’t go as far as to say that Larissa was still in love with me but there were
Larissa Maynard~•~Monday came by so fast and despite the fact that I just had my engagement party three nights ago, I was back to work.My part-time assistant, Ava, pushed open the door for me and I walked in while she kept her pace behind me. Ava had been my assistant since I took over the company right after finishing college, even if she only ever assisted me during specific work hours. I didn’t like a full-time assistant as I didn’t want someone following me around all day and everywhere.However, Ava was leaving soon. She had gotten married last year and she was pregnant. It wasn’t showing yet but she was going to take a break anyway. I needed to find a new assistant before she left and I wasn’t looking forward to it.“Good morning, boss.”“Good morning, Miss Maynard.”“Good morning, CEO.”“Good morning, ma’am.”Despite the turmoil going on in my head, I managed to smile at all my employees, replying to their greetings as I walked by. My life had been going smoothly before Casp
Caspian Bianchi~•~It was exactly a week after I visited Larissa. I had missed seeing her already and I felt the urge to, but there was something I needed to take care of first. I was going to visit her fiancé.I stepped out of my vehicle and gave the keys to the valet, then I entered the club through the back door. It was my luck that Alexander decided to visit my club today.“Good evening, boss.” The two men by the door bowed respectfully as I walked past them. Larissa would have my head for daring to meet with the man she was to marry, but I didn’t care. I was doing it for her good, and eventually mine. The only way to convince her to be with me was to get rid of Alexander. Well, I wasn’t going to kill him. I just needed to remove him from her life.I walked up the stairs that led to the VIP area. It was basically a gentlemen’s area where all sorts of things took place. Women usually stripped for men and if they wanted extra servicing, they could have whatever women they wanted ho
Larissa Maynard~•~I was quite annoyed even if I had been the one to blow him off first. But then again, we didn’t have plans then. How could he forget that I was supposed to spend the night at his place? And couldn’t he just come home?I wasn’t trying to be a controlling girlfriend but blowing me off to go a club with his friends didn’t sound appealing to any woman.I sighed as I looked around his house, wondering if I should just go back home. I wasn’t in the mood to see him anyway. I’d been thinking a lot and I was considering a break up with him. It wasn’t because I was still in love with Caspian or anything as ridiculous. It was because if I cheated on him, I didn’t like him enough and I would be punishing the poor man by getting married to him when I didn’t even love him.Closing my eyes briefly, I sat on the couch, not in the mood to sleep yet. I had a new design to work on. I didn’t have the time to think about my love life. It was a hassle at this point in my life.The doorb
Larissa Maynard~•~Caspian Bianchi had successfully overworked my brain cells. I spent most of the weekend thinking about what he meant when he said getting rid of Alexander, what he was up to when he vowed that I was never going to marry the man, and what was going through his brain when he approached my fiancé and told him to break up with me.The worst part was that Alexander didn’t act like anything weird happened. It made me wonder if Caspian had just been messing me with or if he really went to see the guy.I needed to talk to him fast before things got more out of control. I hated it when things came as a surprise to me. I loved planning out every part of my life and Caspian was ruining those plans one after the other. It annoyed me greatly that even when I tried not to, all I could think about was him. Fuck him.Someone knocked on the door to my office, bringing me out of my thoughts, and I looked up as Ava walked in. She dropped a file in front of me.“What is this?” I asked