David’s POV.
“Is there something wrong, sweetie? You don’t seem relaxed.” Claire asks me, placing a hand on my thigh.
“No, I’m good.” I tell her but I know I’m not.
Vera saw us kissing. What will she be thinking?
Granted, I don’t want Vera to know about my feelings for her ’cause it’ll make her want to be my girlfriend which will complicate things, still, I can’t stop feeling guilty knowing she saw Claire kissing me back at the house.
I only wanted to apologize for my rash words from days before ’cause I’ve not been around since. It’s being emergency meeting here and there. So I came this morning to patch things up with her only for Claire to call and remind me of my promise to accompany her to their family’s reunion.
Mr. Oliver wants to unite his legitimate children and the illegitimate ones. The old man is just acting like he’s numbering his days.
As a result, Claire wants me to be her partner. I would have rejected but knowing I’m seeking something
from her father always gives me a reason not to push her off totally.
When it comes to business, people play their games well just to gain what they actually want.
Claire continues caressing my hand and resting her head on my shoulder but the weight of her body doesn’t bother me.
What bothers me is the weight of Vera’s anger. She didn’t even bother to hide it, she made it obvious she’s angry.
Oh, men. My sins keep piling up. I waited for Claire to get herself fixed before we start heading out to their family house.
My driver moves into the large expanse of space used as their garage and we shove out of the car.
Walking to the door, I see Samuel, Claire’s elder brother and the general manager of their family’s business. He looks us up and manages a grin.
“It looks like you and my sister are becoming a thing, Mr. Truman.” Samuel says as he comes to greet us.
“Of course, brother.” Claire declares.
I’m surprised she thinks that. I give her a long look from the corner of my eyes and scoff. Easy for her to think that. No one means something to me now except Vera.
Claire is typically warming my bed and an outlet for my orgasm. However, I hide the sneer as Samuel looks at me for confirmation.
I just shrug, shaking his hand.
“It’s an honor to be here.” I spit.
“You’re welcome, Mr. Truman. Please, come in.”
He makes way for us to enter and as we do, I begin to see hordes of people with wine glasses on their palms.
At the far end, Mr. Oliver stands, grinning and laughing with people. The old man’s gray hair is a spotlight. It’s hard not to notice it but now it has some strands of black tresses.
I guess he dyed his hair. We get over and greet him.
“Wow, Truman. I’m glad you made it.” He buzzes with excitement seeing me.
I nod, managing a laugh and all. The people he’s with also greets me and we indulge in a mini conversation until a tiny voice screeches behind Claire.
“Isabel. Why are you down here?” She turns and looks over at her five-year-old daughter.
The girl looks just like her ex-husband with an angled jaw. She clings tight to her doll and stares at her mother.
“Listen, you should go up and stay in your room, okay? I’ll join you later.”
The small girl refuses to move, however. She stares and blinks at her mother. I wonder the kinda of mother Claire is. I really want to know what she’ll do. I guess, this will determine the real reason she got divorced.
I’m guessing Claire is the kinda woman that barely looks after her family. The poor girl surely wants to stay with her mother but Claire isn’t giving her space.
“Why don’t you take her upstairs, Claire?” Her father asks but Claire snorts.
“She had a nanny the last time I checked. I hired the nanny for reasons like this…”
“Isabel. Thank God, I found you.” A petite girl with wavy blond hair rushes out of nowhere and clamps Isabel to her thighs. “I’m sorry, ma’am. I didn’t know when She left.”
“Maria, where were you? You just left her wandering like an unprotected sheep.” She barks. Everyone around stares at her but she’s too shameless to mind the looks she’s getting.
“I’m sorry….” The nanny bows her head as she apologizes.
“Better be…or you won’t get your payment. I don’t want to see you two outside. Take her away.”
With the way she’s sounding, I realize Claire has no love or affection for her daughter. I guess she transferred her hatred for her husband to the child.
The nanny herds the girl away and Claire turns to give me a laugh.
“You know how kids can be, right? So annoying.” She whips her stray hair away and turns to join the conversation again.
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****Vera.****
When it’s almost nightfall, Sage first arrives to help me get some things in check. I want us to stay at the gazebo outside. Some people can swim too if they want.
Yeah, people like me.
With Irene’s help, we bake some junk that people will much on.
All the while I’ve been doing this, I don’t catch even a glimpse of Andrei or David.
I wonder if David will come home night tonight after leaving with that bitch, I think with an eye roll.
I have to do something that’ll send David running to meet me and bump into me, wearing a hot piece of panties.
“I’m actually surprised, your dad let you do this.” Sage says while we are arranging the junk on the table.
I scoff. “He didn’t. I made the decision.” Sage’s eyes turn wide.
“Wait, is my head shaking or something?” She leans closer and watches me. “You organized this without informing him?” She wonders.
I burst into laughter and nod. “I’m old enough to make a decision.” I inject my tone with confidence.
She wheezes a breath, then refocuses on lining the snacks on the tray. “No one’s doubting that but you should’ve told him.”
“Relax girl. It doesn’t mean, anything.”
I notice the look of terror she gives me. Sage might be crushing on my dad but she has an equal bout of fear for him because of the rumor that he’s ruthless.
Anyways, we finish arranging everything in record time. And I hurry upstairs and have a change of clothes.
I feel nearly naked wearing this panties and bra.
Literally, only my nipples are covered with a thin piece of fabric whereas other flesh are covered by the see-through net.
The same goes why my panties. My pussy is covered and being a g-string, the fabric at my back only covers my asshole, leaving my asscheeks bare.
By the time, I get outside towards the pool, everyone has gathered.
I settle the speaker I carried from my room on the table and put on a music. I make sure to keep the volume high so it attracts attention.
Everyone’s with their partners, drinking and eating the snacks.
It doesn’t take long for people to start feeling drunk and start rocking their partners to the music.
“Seriously? I thought my pool party was naughty but this right here…is sinful…” Nick rattles off, turning me to see the leader of the football team in our school making out with his boyfriend and a girl.
The boyfriend is sucking off his dick as he writhes his hips while the girl is face-sitting him.
“But I like it.” He whispers in my ear. It’s only then did he notices what I’m wearing. “Damn, girl. You look super hot.” He surveys me and chuckles.
“What’s the catch, Vee?” He asks, cocking his brow. I practically blush knowing my bff is getting a hint of my plan.
Sage didn’t notice because she’s more eager to get her pussy whipped.
“Nothing. Just a friendly gathering. You’ve done yours so I wanted to do mine.” I lie, it tastes bitter on my tongue.
I whip my head away, noting Nick doesn’t buy my words.
“You didn’t come with any date…?”
I try to ask Nick but as I turn on my heels, the person my eyes meet behind Nick makes my breath hitch.
Harry’s here? Sage didn’t tell me she invited him over?
“Hey, angel.” Harry closes in on me and kisses my cheeks. Nick excuses himself and walks away.
I’m flaming hot. Super hot.
I wonder what David will do if he finds Harry here. I only wanted to tease him but having Harry here will only spark fire if he figures Harry’s into me.
“Who invited you?” I ask.
Shrugging, he says. “I’m in the group Sage posted it and wanted to show up.” He drawls.
As I try to push him away when I notice he’s inching closer to kiss me, Andrei appears behind us, glaring.
To be continued…