His Beautiful Addiction

Just when she thought she was finally better than her!

How could this happen!!

Gwen screamed, tossing the pillows away and pulling at her hair. Couldn't she be the better one for once? Must Tiana have all the good things all to herself?

She had been happy going to the Makeup Academy, thinking that when she comes back, she would be one step above her, but that had all been an illusion, a stupid fantasy!

What is a makeup artist compared to a Model?

Gwen couldn't control the tears that clouded her eyes at that moment, she felt like cutting herself and letting the pain ease through her blood.

Suddenly a thought entered her mind and her brows creased;

Why was it after she left for the academy that Tiana became a model?

Wait… Tiana had always wanted to be a makeup artist, and suddenly she changed her mind.

Did she get the modeling contract ever since and was just telling her now, when she had left?

Gwen's heart rammed against her chest as the thought raced through her mind;

She wanted to think that Tiana was indeed innocent but the events unfolding were making her believe otherwise.

Could she have waited for her to leave so she won't even stand a chance with her?

Gwen thought, anger rising in her heart, she was beginning to hate her; How could she want such an opportunity only for herself? Was she so selfish?

Tiana, she looked like she couldn't hurt a fly, but who knew what was behind that innocent face of hers!

Gwen felt her heart clench so much that it hurt,

This was the last time she was going to be one step above her. The very last, she would make sure of that!

…

''Mmm...''

Tiana tossed around on her bed, her body sweaty; her hair sticking to her face and her cheeks slightly flushed. She moaned slightly as she gripped the pillow by her side hugging it to her chest. Suddenly, as though struck by something, she jumped up from the bed with a start, panting heavily.

Not again…

These past days, she had been having nightmares; well not actually nightmares, but she had been dreaming about him a lot. It would have been fine if they were just dreams, but no, these dreams were filled with erotic desires, she was always making out or actually having sex with Nicklaus!

Tiana clutched her hair with both hands,

What was happening to her?

These days she couldn't stop thinking about him. After finding out that he did not get married, neither was he engaged, she could not get him out of her mind.

She didn't want to be like this, but her body had a mind of its own, now it was bringing him to her dreams, as if that was not enough, she always woke up aching in her core, pulsating with lust.

She didn't want to accept it but she wanted him, badly. How could she hate him and want him so much?

At that moment, she couldn't even differentiate what pain she was feeling.

He had moved on with his life, why was she still reliving the past?

Every day was worse than the last, and if not that she was a little occupied at the Agency, she might have gone crazy from longing for him. 

No, she couldn't continue this way. He was not the one for her; he had treated her terribly without remorse. Told her he loved her, so she could help him sleep, watched her fall for him, and even took her virginity without a second thought. This person… this man was not someone she should even dream about. She had to get over her infatuation for him. Tiana raised her hand to her face and rubbed on it;

She didn't know why she still thought about him even with all the pain he made her go through.

He had hurt her beyond measure, and yet she couldn't stop her heart from racing whenever she thought about him. Tiana shook her head, as a peal of small laughter escaped her lips. He must be happy now, going on with his life like nothing happened, while she was here, having sleepless nights because she couldn't stop thinking about him.

But she can't keep living like this. The earlier she got over her infatuation for him, the better for her.

But how would she stop thinking about him, when she cannot control her thoughts?

She slumped back on the bed and heaved a sigh; she had to keep herself occupied to not think about him, and then give herself time. It wasn't her fault, her body knew only his, and so whenever she was aroused, she would want him.

That was it… there was nothing else attached.

She needed time… with time, she would forget him…

…

At the same time in Nicklaus mansion…

Nicklaus stood in his balcony, a cup of chamomile tea in his hands, his eyes staring at the pitch-black night. He dreamt of her again. It wasn't enough that he couldn't keep her out of his head during the day, now she had slowly slipped into his dreams. He sees her, every night. 

Her laughter, her every touch, he could hear the sound of her voice in his ears; it felt so real, so real that he didn't want to wake up if it could make him see her, then he wouldn't wake up, but sadly, whenever he reached out to touch her, she would disappear like a puff of smoke.

And then he would wake up from his illusion.

He had thought that it would be fine after a while, but as the days passed, he missed her more. And even when he knew it was not the right thing to do, even when she had told him that she hated him, he still wanted her.

Nicklaus heaved a small sigh and sipped from his cup.

He would meet her again. Even though she didn't want to see him, he needed to see her, if she still didn't want him, then, this time,... he would really move on.