The third point of view:

"Everywhere is empty," Anabelle noticed as they walked into one of the apartments in the building.

"Yeah, Niklaus sent everyone off after he purchased the building," Julie reminded her as he closed the door behind them.

The place was literally vacant with only furniture and a few items available. The paint on the wall was faded, already peeling off. It was obvious that whoever would reside here in the future - that is if Niklaus gives permission - would have to refurbish the whole place.

"This is a waste of money," Julie shook his head, staring at the property wasting away.

"What is a waste of money?" Anabelle glanced at him with a questioning look.

"Do you know how much this property would fetch on the market? All Niklaus has to do is fix some things here and there and bam! This property would be worth millions depending if he wants to lease or sell it off," Julie calculated, sighing at Niklaus's lack of foresight.

"You're right, Julie," Anabelle agreed with him, yet added, "But then, everything is not money," she walked over to the fireplace, trailing her finger across the dusty mantel.

Julie followed after her and pressed his chest against her back while circling her waist with his strong arms and rested his lips next to her ears asking, "How so, my love?"

Anabelle stiffened, his smoldering voice made her stomach flutter and her heartbeat accelerated. She immediately cleared her throat to take her mind off the way her body reacted to him.

"Well, the fact is that some humans are nostalgic. To uncle Niklaus, this place might be his turning point in life and as well a haven. So when he feels lost or depressed, this place might be the drug he wants. In one word, you can think of Maya's place as his monument. He just can't part from it,"

"Well in my view," Julie opined, "Your uncle Niklaus is just being unnecessary soppy and dramatic,"

Anabelle turned to him annoyed. The girl was a helpless romantic at heart, hence sweet gestures like this won her over. But then, here was her boyfriend acting so indifferent and unromantic. She couldn't take it.

She frowned down at him," So you're trying to say we would not even have common trinkets that would express the love we have for each other as normal couples do? You're so mean," Anabelle was disheartened. What kind of boyfriend does she gave? He was supposed to give her a love that sweeps her off her feet.

However, a shriek left her throat when Julie suddenly carried her off her feet, causing her to wrap her legs around him to anchor herself from falling as Julie pushed her up against the wall.

He stared into her eyes, holding her gaze, her heart began to pound so erratically it might have jumped out of her chest.

Julie leaned close to her lips, her breath hitched and she leaned back into the wall. His breath brushed across her lips and she instinctively parted her lips just a bit, expectantly.

However, Julie simply moved to her ears, whispering, "I don't need a fancy ornament whose appeal fades away with time to express my affection for you, rather I'll prove it to you with actions that would stand the test of time," He nibbled her earlobe, his hands trailing down her arms sensually. Anabelle gasped, her body seemed to come alive with that touch.

What was he doing to her? That single move had almost fried her brain.

"That is if you would let me," Julie said, then moved over to her neck where he peppered her smooth skin with small kisses.

Anabelle shivered, her head lulling back in pleasure with her hips beginning to gyrate against him.

Julie groaned, his control almost slipping away. Anabelle was a sly siren. He quickly brought her down to Anabelle's disappointment.

"Why? What is it?" Anabelle couldn't understand why he would reject her advances - he started it first. She was trying to emulate Isabella, Pedro never rejected her cousin's advances.

"I'm sorry, but I don't want to lose control," Julie told her.

"That's exactly what I want you to do, Julie," she narrowed her gaze at him, "Or don't you find me attractive?"

"Fuck it Anabelle because attractive or not, you're my girlfriend and I would love you nonetheless. But fuck! You're an attractive woman!" he confessed.

"Then what's the problem? Tell me!"

"Because it's not the right time," was his answer but Anabelle misunderstood him.

"Holy shit! Don't tell me you're waiting for our wedding day to consummate?" her mouth was wide open with wild imagination running through her head.

Julie flicked her on the forehead, "You're one silly woman, what are you thinking?" he laughed at her.

Anabelle shot him a grimace, rubbing that painful spot.

"As I told you previously, Anabelle, I'm going to prove to you how much I love you before I would even think of having sex with you. I've had my dick inside so many women that right now, abstinence is the best way I can prove I'm not after your body but your heart. Moreover, even if I wanted to take you, it would not be in this dust-ridden forsaken place, " He pointed out, rubbing his hand across the dusty mantel to prove his point.

"Fine," Anabelle decided to take it that way. As long as he wasn't cheating or toying around with her, he could abstain as long as he wanted.

Relieved, Anabelle walked to the door and opened it, ready to leave, and turned to take his hand when she met a grin on his face. Almost a lewd one.

"What?" she was uncomfortable with his heated gaze.

"I might abstain, but that doesn't mean I can't kiss you," He cupped her face and began to lean down.

"W-what?" Anabelle choked, becoming red in the face. Her heart once again began to pound like a drum at a carnival for the gods. She gulped; swallowing down every saliva she could as his face drew closer and closer until -

"Aah!"

The both of them broke away at that sound.

"Did you hear that?" Anabelle's ear quirked up as if trying to sense where the sound had come from.

"No, I didn't," Julie said and tried to resume the kiss but Anabelle put some distance between them. Julie was lying, She was sure she heard something.

As if to prove her point, the same sound came again and this time, it was loud and clear.

"That's Isabella," She recognized the voice and at the same time, her face changed into a scared one, "Oh my God, could it be that something had happened?..." she pulled on Julie's sleeve, "Come on, we have to go!"

However, Julie, who was stronger, simply tugged on her grip and she came stumbling back into his arms.

Anabelle glared at him, "What are you doing? Are you crazy?! Isabella is in dan -!"

"There is no danger," He said to her.

Her anger intensified, "Are you seriously kidding me?" Anabelle was annoyed, how could Julie of all people not come to his friend's rescue, "I just heard Isabella -"

Julie hushed her with his finger, then said, "Listen carefully,"

And that was when Anabelle heard the words that accompanied the screams. Perhaps because the property was void of human presence except theirs, the screams echoed loud and clear in their ears.

"Aah!... Damn you, Pedro!.... Yes, fuck me harder…. Yes… oh God…. Yes… deeper… Ahh…. God… you're so bad!"

Upon realizing what they were doing, Anabelle could feel the warmth of a blush crawl up her neck, "They're -"

"Fucking like rabbits. Yes, you thought, right," Julie concurred with her before she could say it out loud. Albeit in a crude way.

Anabelle was mortified. Although she knew Isabella and Pedro were having sex considering she was quite open about it, it still shocked her to hear those lascivious words coming from her. Although she felt a tinge of jealousy, unlike Isabella, she was still a virgin.

Yes, Julie had touched her a bit and it felt damn good, she couldn't help but wonder how it would feel to have him inside of her.

Bang!

The thud from the door closing jerked her out of her stupid trance. From the flushed look on Julie's face, it was obvious that the amorous sounds were affecting him as well. She could make out a small tent in his trousers.

God, her face burned.

"How long are they going to do that?" she asked, her voice breathy while avoiding his gaze, "You know, go at it?" because it was becoming so damn uncomfortable.

It sounded revolting, right? But wait until you're in a room with your boyfriend with an arousing moan filling your ears. Yeah, it's quite a thrilling experience - note the sarcasm - because while Isabella's having the time of her life, her brain being flooded with x- rated visuals

"How long Julie?" She asked again when he didn't answer the first time

"Well," Julie released a shaky breath, "That's what I'm afraid of,"