Act II - The Wedding of a Lifetime.
The next morning after some serious thinking, I got in my Aston Martin and had drove all over Manhattan, contemplating, before reaching my destination, the Newman Manor. The manor was home to my best female companion, Anya Newman, and her half brother Austin James. I was confused by my own reactions to last night's near hook up with my soon to be stepbrother. I had to tell Anya.
The doorman let me and after I told him, I'd called and confirmed my arrival a few minutes earlier. I walked up the long staircase and went toward the right split of the stairs. As I got to the top, I peered down the hallway and noticed a petite blonde standing in front a doorway with a tall male with an amazing athletic body and a light brown buzz cut, wearing only boxers and his arms wrapped around her. I watched them; the blonde held up what appeared to be a large wad of cash as the two kissed passionately, the guy maneuvered the cash out her hand. I heard the guy whisper, "You got your money's worth right?" The blonde looked up at him sexily, "Definitely." The blonde pulled away from him, and he asked, "Same time tomorrow?" "You know it, you sexy boy." She replied. She turned away and walked away from him to leave the manor.
The guy watched her leave, but then saw me standing at the edge of the staircase, watching him. I strutted over toward him, as did the same. "Well hello, Miss Janessa." He said smoothly walking toward me. "What is it with you and blondes, Austin?" I told him smiling. "It's just business, sweet heart." When we reached each other, he told me caddishly, "You know I prefer chocolate and caramel." I smiled, and guided his lips to mine, giving him a carnal, wet kiss. I jumped into his arms, and backed me onto to the wall. I could feel his strong hands underneath my skirt, squeezing my thighs. As our lips parted, Austin's stunning hazel eyes stared in my honey brown eyes. He smirked and said, "No panties. I love how you come prepared. My parents and sister are sleep, so we have to keep it down this time." He started kissing my neck, and it was really making me wet but I had to stop him. "Austin?" I said. "I didn't come here to fuck now."
He stopped and put me down. "Then what is it?"
"I came to see Anya." I answered.
"Janessa, what the hell?! Are you banging my sister?" His facial expression
"No, baby. You're my one and only." Knowing that was one of the bullshit excuses. Austin isn't my one and only. You guys must really think I'm a pussy. Me a monogamist? Not a chance in hell.
"I'm starting to think you are. You spend so much time with her I'm starting to think you are."
"Why
would you even think of accusing me of screwing around on you. You know I love
you."
"Really?"
I was kind of getting tired of all the emotional bullshit with Austin, since I'm here I might as well change our status. I kissed him softly, and as I pulled away I looked in to his eyes and said, "No."
"No?" He said standing there dumfounded. "You don't love me?"
"Not really. It's not you, baby, it's me. You were wrong about me fucking Anya, I'm not having sex with her. She's my best friend. But I am sleeping around on you. Don't worry, seems like your doing well with the whole gigolo thing." I start walking away from him toward Anya's room.
"Then what was all that bullshit about us being together for a long time?" He asked me heatedly.
"We were together a long time."
"Three months is a long time?"
"To me it is. Austin, the longest I've fucked someone was three weeks. I thought you knew that."
"If you just wanted to fuck, why did you even waste my time?"
"Because baby, you have a golden tongue. It kept me satisfied on those cold nights." I stood in front of Anya's bedroom door, as Austin walked, pissed off to his room. Before he opened the door, I stopped him, "Austin?"
He stopped and looked me with puppy dog eyes.
I asked, "Are still coming to the wedding today? I really want you to come."
He
rolled his eyes, and turned toward the door.
"Austin, I'm sorry. I'm just not a
commitment kind of girl. I hope we can
be friends.".
He
went into his room, I turned around and knocked on Anya's door. A petite girl with light brown hair wearing
a navy silk nightgown, opened the door rubbing her eyes. As soon as she could see clearly, Austin
slammed his door. "What's his problem?"
She said, unaware of her brother's dumping.
"We had a little misunderstanding." I retorted. "I'm sure he'll tell you
later."
"You dumped him, didn't you?" Anya
said.
"You
know me all too well." I told her.
"Come on in." She invited me in her room, holding the door for me. Then she
closed it as soon as I was in. She walked over to her vanity, sat in front of
it and started brushing her locks.
I
walked in and glanced around the room. "So what's up?" She asked. "What was so
important that I had to hear about it at..." She glanced at her clock the
nightstand then continued. "...8:30 on a Saturday morning."
I sat on the chaise lounge by the vanity and crossed my legs. "It's about Sebastian."
"Really? And how's is my darling blonde Prince Charming?" She asked sounding very intrigued.
"He's great. As far as I know he still wants you to be his date to Blaine's back to school blowout.".
Her head spun around in my direction, "Janessa? What do you mean 'as far as you know'?"
"That's what I came here to tell you. Anya, I almost sleep with him last night."
"Oh my god. Are you serious? How did it happen?"
I stood up and walked to her bed, "Well, we left rehearsal early last night and went back to the building. I owed him the money for fucking Ingrid and Helga, the Swedish exchange students. And we started talking about our first kisses."
"Wait, were you two each other's first kiss?"
I nodded, then continued. "Well then I got to thinking. I wanted to know if he was as good a kisser as he was when we were 12. So we kissed, and I wanted more. I thought that since I was out of cash, I'd make up for it by sleeping with him. I stripped down, and we made out. And he was right there ready to do it. But I thought about my mom, after that I couldn't bring myself to do it."
"Hold on a second here, you're telling me you had the chance to fuck the man that every girl in Manchester loves to hate, and you didn't. Janessa, you are not going soft on me."
"I'm not. But I don't know, last night is all I can think about."
"You know maybe after the wedding today, you won't have to worry about it. But back to before, exactly how far did you go?"
"Put it this way, any just an inch further, and I really would have screwed him."
She hurried over and sat next to me on the bed, "He was between the thighs?!"
I nodded.
"What was it like? Was he any good?"
"Anya, I just told you I didn't go that far. But he did get me nice and drippin'."
"And he didn't even go inside the candy store, huh?"
"Uh huh."
"In that case, tell him I'm still on for the party."
"Anya!" I gasped
"What?! Janessa, you know I have to get my rocks off somewhere."
I laughed. "That's my girl." I hugged her as just grinned.
"What time does the wedding start?"
"1:30, but my mother wants me to be to the hotel at 10."
She looked at the clock. "You might want to get going. It's nine-thirty."
I looked back, "Shit" I got up to leave, "You will be there, right?"
"Wouldn't miss it for the world."
"See you there then." I said exiting the room.
"Buh bye."
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It was about 11: 15 in the hotel I sat in my suite, awaiting my dress. My stylist, Celia, had been removing the hot rollers out of my hair, I decided that soft spiral curls would really go along with the dresses my mother picked out. Once the last one was out, there was a knock on my door. "Get that." I told the stylist.
"Senora?" She called.
"Yes Celia?" I answered.
"It's your dress."
I motioned for her to bring in the dress. A figure brought in my dress, the bag that it was blocking the person's face so I couldn't tell they were male or female. I turned to Celia and paid her for her services. "Thank you, Celia. I could you close the door behind you on the way out." Celia left, doing as I asked. I got up from the vanity, and walked over to the bed. "You can hang the dress on the closet door." They did as asked. I gotten my purse to tip them, and taken out some cash. When I looked up, the person said to me, "If that's the money you owe me, I don't want anymore.".
"Sebastian, what are you doing up here?" I asked a little surprised.
"I came to pay you a little visit before the festivities began. I've decided that I would much rather have more of what you gave me last night. It's seems a lot more rewarding than money. Don't you think?"
"I can't. We've been friends for almost a decade. Sebastian, last night was the first time you've seen me in my underwear. Thinking about that seems a little awkward right now."
"Janessa, I have a confession to make. I've been watching you get undressed for the last two and half weeks."
"That was you?! I thought that was Randal the new butler."
"You really did but on a good show." He moved next to me, and I started blushing. He moved behind me, and wrapped his arms around my waist. "I like how you would but on Mariah Carey CD, and moved your body erotically to the slow, sensuous music." He started running his finger gently around my face, making me feel chills.
"Sebastian, stop." I said softly, not actually wanting him to stop.
"As you slowly pull your pants off, I would imagine myself being right there to kiss..." He pulled my hair back, and tenderly began kissing my neck in between words. "your sweet supple thighs."
I moaned airily, "Sebastian. Please stop, we can't."
"Just looking at your body made me want to throw you on the bed, and rip your bra panties off with my teeth." He started nibbling on my neck.
I gasped, "Oh no fair, you're playing dirty. You know that really turns me on." I really didn't want him to stop now. He untied the belt of my robe, and started to gently caress my body. "Then, you would lie on the bed and run your fingers around the inside of your thighs, that just drove me wild. Just watching you, Janessa, made me want to jump on you, and ride you like there was no tomorrow." I was overwhelmed with desire. He slid his fingers into my panties, "Oh baby, you are dripping."
I turned around, "Ok, you win. Fuck me, right here, right now."
"Isn't it you that always told me to ask, not demand?"
"Sebastian, I want you to fuck me."
"If you don't ask, I'm not doing anything. And you can't say you don't want it, your face says it all."
He was right, "I hate it when you're right."
"So..."
I batted my eyes, and asked in my baby voice, "Sebastian, will you please fuck me? If you do, I will really make it worth your while." I unfastened his pants while I did this. I reached in and pulled out his member. I held it while I gave him a juicy wet kiss. We parted, I looked into his baby blues, then looked down at his dick, "Not bad baby. Papa Valmont blessed you." Sebastian just grinned as I slowly went down. It didn't take long for my magic to work. Sebastian was moaning and breathing heavily. "The guys at school really weren't kidding about you."
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Sebastian and I stood in front of the bed. I pushed him back onto the bed. My robe dropped to the floor, and I did a catlike crawl over him on the bed. "Are you ready for me?" I asked alluringly.
"Haven't been more ready." He said smoothly.
We kissed passionately once more. But, before I could get him inside me, there was a knock on the door. "Janessa?" A female voice called. "Janessa, sweetheart are you in there?"
"Shit." Sebastian sighed.
"Yes mom. I'm here." I said sitting up right on top of Sebastian.
"We need you dressed and in my suite, A.S.A.P."
"Ok, just a minute."
Sebastian looked up at me, "Now let's get back to business."
I got up slowly.
"OH COME ON. Janessa, not again." He said up. "You were all ready for it."
I started putting on my robe. "Sebastian, We can't. What we just did is as far as it's gonna go. Our parents are getting married in less than two hours. It just doesn't feel right."
"Janessa, you can't deny that there's no attraction between us." He said putting his pants back on.
"I'll admit there's...immense attraction between us. But it can't go any further than this."
Sebastian scoffed, and rolled his eyes.
"I'm sorry, Bash. But you gotta go." I walked over to the door and showed him out.
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The bridesmaids chattered away in my mother's suite as we prepared for the ceremony. While they went on and on with their bullshit conversations, I sat back in my powder blue dress next to my mother, quietly thinking. I didn't want to blow him off like that, really I didn't but it had to be stopped.
"Janessa, sweetie?" My mother called. "What's the matter?"
"Oh, it's nothing mom." I retorted.
"Are you sure? I don't want you distracted during the ceremony."
"Really, it's nothing. I was just thinking about your future as a Valmont."
"Oh, I know darling. It's going to be magnificent. I'll be with the love of my life, you'll always have Sebastian around, and we're going to love it."
"Oh that's just lovely, mother. Just peachy." I said sardonically.
I rested my head on the table when someone tapped my shoulder. I looked up and there was Anya in a pale yellow dress, hovering over me. She pulled out the chair next to me, looking anxious to tell me something. "What?" I asked.
Anya spoke in a soft tone, "You know I hate to be the barer of bad news. But…"
"But what?" I asked in a concerned tone.
"…But you won't believe who is attending this affair."
"Who?"
"I'll give you a hint."
I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her toward me. "No hints. Tell me."
"What the fuck is up with you? Tell me you're not still fixated not Sebastian."
I nodded , "And it gets worse…"
"How worse?" She arched her eyebrow.
"I gave him head not even 2 hours ago."
"YOU GAVE HI…." I covered her mouth.
"God, could you be any louder? I think the minister didn't hear you."
"Sorry."
"Anyway, who is it?"
"It's…"
"Alright, Anya. Go to take your seat in the garden." My mother exclaimed, "The ceremony's about to start."
"Mom, Anya was just…"
"I'm sorry Janessa. She has to go. But no one's going to stall this wedding."
Anya stood up, "Sorry 'Ness. Good luck out there Raynelle. You found a pretty awesome guy."
"Thank you, Anya. You're sweet."
Anya had reached the door. She started giving me body motions signaling that she was sorry. Then, she was gone.
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Down in the garden, the ceremony was about to commence. I was the maid of honor, forcing me to walk down the aisle with Troy's best man, Sebastian. Holding my bouquet, I was last in line to down the aisle. I looked around and my escort was nowhere to be found. I just knew he had abandoned my mom's wedding after I shot him down, twice.
I stood there and watched the others go down, when I felt someone wrap there arms around me from behind. "Valmont, you are unbelievable." I said.
"Well, since you blew me off. I figured I might as well show up." Sebastian answered.
"Why? I thought you were pissed off with me."
"Hell, at least the wedding gives us a reason to not engage in lewd, sexual activities."
I snickered. The couple before us went down, and we knew that was our cue to straighten up and act as if nothing happened. So Sebastian took my arm and we escorted down the aisle.
Halfway down Sebastian spoke softly, "Well it was fun while it lasted."
"You're right about that." I responded in the same manner.
My eyes scanned the area for familiar faces. There was Anya and Austin in the fourth row from the front; all my aunts and uncles, and a large percentage of the Valmont family. But I looked out amongst the attendees, and saw a face that made my skin crawl. Now I knew exactly whom Anya had been trying tell me about. This person, I hated with a passion. She literally made my blood boil with fury. She's been in my way from everything since I've started Manchester. Just the thought of her makes me want to slice her up in my thoughts. Kathryn Meurtil.
"What the hell is she doing here?!" I whispered.
"She who?" Sebastian retorted in the same manner.
"Never mind." I knew something was up. No one in my family knows her, and she sure as hell as wasn't associating with Sebastian, she would never give him the time of day. So why was she there?
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"Do you Troy Edward Valmont take Raynelle to be your lawfully wedded wife?" The minister asked.
Troy looked into my mother's eyes, and held hands as he said, "I do."
"And do you Raynelle Alyssa Cattivo, take Edward to be your lawfully wedded husband? He asked again.
My mother did the same as Troy, "I Do."
Sebastian and I were far apart from each other but still stood there and stared at each other as our parents stood up there are declared there love for one another. The minister spoke again, "If anyone has reason that these two should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace." There was silence for a short moment. The minister was about to continue when….
"I have something." A feminine voice spoke. Everyone looked back. A slender, dark haired, middle-aged woman stood up in the back. I noticed that she had been sitting next to Kathryn; this made me think that this woman had been with her. The woman spoke, " My name is Tiffany Meurtil. I am so sorry about this. Raynelle, I felt that you needed to know this."
She walked out in to the aisle. "For the last year and a half, Troy has been having an affair. With me." Everyone in the garden gasped. My mother's eyes widened, and she turned to Troy and stared at him. "And that's not all." She continued. "We even spent the night together last night. We had also planned on helping me fly to your honeymoon site, and we would continue our rendezvous there while you also 'enjoyed' your honeymoon."
My mother was heated. She threw the bouquet in Troy's face. "Love and cherish forever, huh?! How could you do this to me Troy?" She told him outraged. "This is complete bullshit." She ran from the gazebo and out of the garden. She flew past the woman, and the woman stood there flashing an evil grin.
"Momma!" I called out. I ran after her, as soon as she was in my sights, I saw Kathryn smiling as if she had just won a battle. I rolled my eyes and continued after her. My mother was out of sight by the time I'd reached the hotel lobby. I stood there, in a bridesmaid gown and holding a bouquet; looking completely stupid. I looked behind me and there were the other bridesmaids along with my grandmother and aunts. "Janessa, baby." My grandma called out. "She's gone. She left in the limo."
My mom was extremely vulnerable right now. And knowing her, she'd already been plotting revenge. "Miss Cattivo?" A male voice spoke behind me. I turned to see a bellhop with a written message in his hands. He handed it me.
And it read: JANESSA, HONEY. I'VE TAKEN THE LIMOSINE TO THE AIRPORT AND HEADING FOR TAHITI. I'VE TAKING THE HONEYMOON, AND I DON'T KNOW WHEN I WILL BE BACK. YOU STAY WITH TROY UNTIL I FIGURE OUT SOMETHING. I KNOW TROY WON'T MIND, JUST DON'T BE ANGRY WITH HIM. THIS IS BETWEEN HE AND I. I'M GOING TO GET THROUGH THIS, DON'T YOU WORRY. I LOVE YOU, L'INNAMORATO. (Sweetheart)
AMARE SEMPRE, (love always) MOMMA
This is only the first confrontation of the war between the Cattivos' and the Meurtils'.
*`*I'm so sorry this one took so long. I've been really distracted lately. So please excuse me if the ending sounds a lil' weird. Oh, and Alana, I hope you like Anya so far. I kinda needed an edgy chick to be her bff. So if she sounds a lil too vulgar, let me know. But to all my other readers, thank you so much for your support. I really appreciate your reviews.
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