The Imposter II (an alternate version), Chapter 8 (Evian)
by ejcrane




Two months…and STILL Julien hadn’t touched her. She was now beginning to wonder just what was really going on…well, that was…until there was a phone call in the middle of the night…the night that Julien was away with Chad on a fishing trip they took.

“Yes, may I speak to Julian?” Eve heard this other woman who seemed to have an Italian accent…just like that ONE woman that time months ago.

Eve never detected a difference in the names since the two sounded so much alike.

“May I ask who’s calling?” Eve replied snippily.

“Gia---…look, maybe I’ll catch him another time…sorry for the inconvenience…arrivederci…” and the line went dead.

Eve slammed the phone down and FUMED! THAT’S why Julien didn’t want to make love to her…HE WAS STILL INVOLVED WITH THAT B*TCH! And she had the NERVE to call HER home?! Ohh, HELL NO!



It was now Tuesday, and Julien and Chad were supposed to be coming home that morning, so Eve was to work until noontime and then come home to welcome them…

But she had other plans for Julien…

When he and Chad got home…Simone was so happy to see her brother and wanted to show him her new bike that Julian had shipped in from Italy for her birthday that morning…so, Pilar took the two out and that left Julian all alone in the house…

He looked to his watch and smiled. It was almost time for Eve to be getting home.

Minutes later, he heard a car outside and rushed to the front door where he found Eve, once again, in that DAMN DOCTOR’S ARMS! The two were kissing like love-sick teenagers! And his hands…HIS HANDS WERE ALL OVER EVE’S A**!

Julian’s jaw tightened when he saw Eve open her eyes for a second. They met his and then she closed them again and continued to suck face with this bastard.

He was about to step forward, but he stepped back into the mansion and closed the front door behind him.

Eve heard the door shut and suddenly pulled from Michael…

“Uh, thank you for the ride, Michael, but I…I have to go…goodbye…” she avoided his hands and escaped him.

Michael took the hint and got into his Porsche and left. Eve turned to go into the mansion when she noticed a red Ferrari parked in the drive…

Upstairs, she got to her room and turned the knob, but the door was locked.

“JULIEN! JULIEN YOU OPEN UP THIS DOOR THIS INSTANT!”

A minute later, a naked Julien on his cell phone opened up the door…

She looked him up and down and wondered why he was completely naked!

“Uh, yes, Gianna…I love you too, sweetheart!” he laid back on the bed and let his hand travel down to his member, “Little Julien misses you too…”

“YOU SON OF A B*TCH! HOW DARE YOU?!” Eve jumped onto the bed in attempt to attack him, but Julian dodged her…

“Oh, that? That’s just my wife,” he chuckled and walked into the bathroom and pressed his body against the door to keep Eve from entering, “Ohh, sweetheart, I wanted to thank you again for my car…you shouldn’t have…”

Eve heard this and stormed out of the room. Julian heard this and walked out. He then walked out onto the balcony when he heard the front door open and shut…

What the hell?! What was that in Eve’s hands?! BOLOGNA?! AND SHE WAS PUTTING IT ON HIS NEW FERRARI?!

“EVE, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!” he shouted, “YOU’LL RUIN THE PAINT JOB, DAMNIT!”

Throwing the cell phone aside, Julian slipped on his pants and walked to the closet and pulled out Eve’s most expensive blouse…the blouse he knew that she loved. He then went back out to the balcony and held it up…

“OHH EVE!” he called out.

She looked up and squeaked! That was her FAVORITE BLOUSE! WHAT THE HELL WAS HE GOING TO DO WITH IT?!

She then watched as he pulled out a stick of lipstick from his pant pocket…and then watched as Julien walked back into the room.

Now, the car was forgotten to her as she stormed into the house where she met Julien. He had already drawn all over the shirt with the lipstick and now threw it onto the floor when he jumped off the third step and landed on it, smearing the color with his shoes.

“A**HOLE!” she marched up to him and began pounding on his chest.

Julian grabbed her and kissed her hard as his hands went to the blouse she was wearing and ripped it open. He backed her up and down onto the stairs where he reached under her skirt and yanked down her underwear. She tried with all her might to push him off of her, but he was just too strong, and then, she realized that she didn’t want to! Julian reached out and pulled her bra down, never bothering to undo the clasp in the back. His lips hovered over her breasts. He closed his eyes…

He couldn’t do it! He couldn’t betray Gianna, oh, but he wanted Eve…he wanted her so much!

As for Eve, she wanted him; she could feel his hot breath upon her right breast, bringing her nipple to arousal.

“Call me a bastard, Eve,” his lips brushed her hardened nipple as he spoke, “Say I’m a bastard, damnit…say it!” he cried out.

Eve was so lost in the feelings she was experiencing and whispered what Julian requested of her…

“Bastard…bas---tard…”

And in that moment, Julian bent his head down and devoured her breasts…while his hands reached down and unbuttoned his pants. A short while later, he was moving within Eve…

She never understood why he wanted her to call him that…but for Julian; hearing her calling him that…he didn’t know why, it made him feel less guilty; less guilty for cheating on his fiancée…

And yes, he was a bastard…he was a bastard who was in love with the woman beneath him; this woman he was making love to…

“What am I, Eve? What am…I?” he asked repeatedly as he thrust into her.

“You…bastard…” she moaned, “Make love to me…make love to me…”

“If you’re happy and you know it clap your hands…if you’re happy…” Pilar sang as she and Simone walked in, “Ay, Dios mio!” Pilar let out and turned and shoved little Simone out the door, “Let’s take a little walk again…” she smiled and took the child’s hand.

Julian heard the door close and he picked Eve up and carried her to their room, where he laid her down onto the bed, laying beside her. He did it again! Her hands found themselves upon his bare chest and lost themselves in the light brown mat of hair. Julian couldn’t take it anymore and ran his hand along her calf to her knee and then up, underneath her skirt…

“Ohh…”

As he caressed her between her thighs, he planted hot kisses upon her face, lips, and neck.

“Make me yours, Julien…make love to me, darling!” she cried out while kissing his shoulder.

Bringing his face to rest in the crook of her neck, he whispered into her ear…

“I…I can’t…darling…I can’t,” his nose nuzzled her skin.

“Please!”

“No…no…just…just let me…touch you, Eve…”

As long as he didn’t make love to this beautiful woman, who he wanted very much; touching her in the most intimate way wasn’t being unfaithful, he thought.

Her eyes shot open and she pushed his head from her neck.

“Why?” she swallowed, “Why can’t you make love to me?”

“I…I just can’t,” Julian looked down, while his hand still moved underneath her skirt.

“Julien…” she panted and threw her head back as she felt a pang of pleasure shoot up her spine, “No!” she yelled out as her hand shoved his out from between her legs, “If you can’t make love to me…then don’t TOUCH me at all! I want to feel how much you love me through our love making…not…not this…”

“Eve…”

“Don’t! In fact…get out…just get out! If you don’t want to sleep in this bed as husband and wife, then find another room…since you’ve already got some SL*T on the side…”

And Julian watched as Eve ran into the bathroom. He then heard the water from the shower running.

“I’m sorry, Eve…I can’t, and I won’t betray Gianna.” He whispered out loud and collected his things and left the room.


Under the running water, Eve crossed her arms over her breasts, over the spots where her husband had just kissed her and ignited a fire…a fire that he suddenly put out when he refused to make love to her. Tears streamed down her face as she remembered that woman’s voice…her accent…

…that must’ve been what hooked Julien; and her looks…and her body…

She let out a sob when she remembered him calling out to Gianna…

What did she do to turn him away? Was it the way she looked? The way they made love? Their love making recently was more intense and passionate than any other times before…so, then what was it?!


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