Celine's frustration spilled over in a seething whisper, "Fuck!" She was fuming, her anger at Zelda matched only by the pain of the hot coffee that had scalded her skin. Passersby stopped and stared, their curious glances adding to Celine's humiliation.With every ounce of willpower she could muster, Celine fought back the tears that threatened to spill from her eyes. She stood tall, her posture defiant despite the throbbing pain of her burns, refusing to let Zelda win.Celine emerged from the boutique like a storm, her wrath palpable as she strode towards the car where Neo stood waiting. His concern was clear as he took in her disheveled appearance, but Celine was having none of it."Ma'am, you seem upset. Is everything okay?" She ignored his inquiry and climbed into the car with a forceful slam of the door.Celine's rage radiated through the car, her simmering fury deafening to all else. As Neo climbed into the driver's seat, she uttered a single command, her voice low and dangerou
"Hmmm, I wouldn't care," Celine quipped, a playful smirk playing on her lips. But as soon as the words left her mouth, she found herself under the piercing gaze of Ermanno's gaze."You are mine, Princess," he declared, his words a possessive decree that somehow set Celine's heart aflutter, despite the protestations of her mind. She hated the feeling, yet it felt oddly satisfying.Celine, her spirit of mischief undaunted, shot back with a teasing lilt in her voice. "Possessive, are we?"Ermanno's posture oozed with confidence, a resolute gleam in his eyes as he replied, "What's mine is mine, and I don't share."Celine huffed and retreated to a seat, muttering under her breath, "Greedy."Ermanno's smirk only widened, his response a cocky retort. "Exactly, Princess. I like to get what I want."“Ermanno?”Ermanno turned to meet Celine's gaze, his eyes seemingly imbued with a kind of magic that made her heart skip a beat."Yes?" he said, his voice a low, inviting rumble as he took a seat b
“Hello, Celine.”Leo's greeting was met with a scowl from Celine, her fury simmering just below the surface."What are you doing here?" she demanded, her voice seething with indignation. The memory of their marriage scandal still fresh in her mind, and his threatening texts had only added fuel to the fire.Leo walked into the apartment without invitation, his posture exuding confidence. "I have every right to be here," he shot back, a defiant glint in his eyes.Celine's temper was reaching its boiling point, her patience with Leo at its limit."Get out now!" she commanded, her voice cold and unwavering. The mask of love she had once worn for Leo had long since been torn away, revealing the cruel and arrogant man he truly was.Leo scoffed at her words, his own anger surfacing. "Look at you, being all forceful. You really fucked up, Celine," he spat, his words laced with venom.Celine's shock at his words quickly turned to fury, her eyes narrowing in disgust.“Fucked up? I fucked up? Is
"How long do I have to stay here? I hate hospitals."Ermanno offered a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, the doctor said you can go home. And I'll have my personal doctor check up on you until you're fully recovered," he said.Celine nodded, her expression somewhat relieved. "Okay, let's get going. Where's Fiona?" she asked, eager to leave the hospital.As if on cue, Fiona entered the room, her expression one of concern. "I'm here," she announced, her eyes shifting between Celine and Ermanno.Ermanno stepped forward, his gaze fixed on Celine. "I'm taking her with me," he declared, his tone leaving no room for argument.Fiona gave Celine a knowing look, her lips curving into a slight smile. "Of course. As long as she's safe with you," she said, her voice measured and reassuring.Celine's concern for Fiona was evident in her voice. "Are you going to be okay, staying in the apartment by yourself?" she asked, her eyes betraying her worry.Fiona nodded, giving Celine a small, reassuring smil
“Why are you here?” His voice was stern.Zelda's voice was smooth as velvet, her words dripping with seduction as she approached him. "You've been so distant lately," she purred, the question laced with implication. Her movements were calculated, her body close to his as she spoke. "Don't you desire me anymore?" she asked, her eyes burning with desire, hoping to rekindle the fire that once burned between them.He replied with an air of indifference, "I'll call you when I need you."Zelda scoffed at his words, the shortness of her dress betraying the severity of the situation. "It's been two weeks, and you haven't called," she snapped, her voice laced with irritation.He countered with a terse reply, "Because I don't need you."Undeterred, Zelda rolled her eyes and shot back, "That's bullshit. You and I both know that you can't go a day without sex. So how have you been surviving for two weeks?"He retorted with an unapologetic tone, "You're not the only woman I fuck."Zelda, unfazed,
Celine's nerves were palpable as Ermanno's eyes traced over her frame, the implication of her request not lost on her. "I don't mean 'sleep with you' like 'sleep with you'," she hurriedly clarified, her words tripping over each other. "I mean, sleep with you, like just sleep."Ermanno's chuckle was a balm to her frazzled nerves. "Calm down, Princess," he said, amusement dancing in his voice. "I understood what you meant."The storm raged on outside, the occasional crackle of lightning illuminating the room in brief flashes.Celine tentatively stepped into Ermanno's room, the soft glow of the lamp creating an intimate atmosphere. She clutched her pillow, her body trembling slightly with nerves."Thank you," she murmured, climbing into his bed with a quiver of apprehension.Ermanno's gaze trailed over her figure, his eyes lingering on her short lingerie. He swallowed hard, feeling a familiar rush of desire threaten to overtake his carefully constructed composure."This is going to be a
"My family wants to meet you," Celine said softly, her words tinted with both excitement and trepidation. Ermanno had already laid out a delicious breakfast for her."When?" he asked, pouring a glass of juice for her."Maybe before the week is out? Will you be free?" she asked, her eyes fixed on his.Ermanno gave a slight nod, his expression warm and open. "Of course I will. They are my in-laws after all,""Mmm," Celine moaned, her eyes fluttering shut as she savored the sweetness of the food.Ermanno smirked with pride. "I know," he said, basking in her enjoyment."Elena will dress you up," he informed her, his tone brooking no argument. "We are attending a masquerade ball today, and you will be my date."Celine's face fell, her expression pinched with reluctance. "Do I really have to go?" she protested, her distaste for crowded places well-known.“Yes.”"Good morning," Oliver's cheerful voice greeted her, his presence a welcome distraction."Good morning, Oliver," Celine replied wit
Celine sighed, a wistful expression clouding her features as she watched Ermanno answer the call, his attention now diverted. She felt something tug at her heart, a nagging sense of longing that she couldn't quite place."I'm so tired," she muttered, a weariness seeping into her voice as she headed towards her room. As she climbed into bed, her thoughts swirled, the events of the night replaying in her mind's eye.Despite her reservations, Ermanno's tenderness and affection had pierced her defenses, stirring something deep within her. ~“Do you think they would like me?”Ermanno's question hung in the air, his eyes searching Celine's for reassurance. "They already do," she chuckled, her smile reassuring him as they stood on the threshold of her family's home.With a firm knock, the door swung open, revealing Aaron's familiar face. "Hey, Dad," Celine greeted warmly, the affection in her voice palpable.Aaron's face lit up like the sun, his arms opening wi
Celine’s POV The crowd's frenzied energy intensified as our helicopter touched down at the airport, their excitement palpable as they caught sight of us. The security team struggled to keep the enthusiastic throng at bay, but it seemed like a losing battle. "I'm sure pictures of this are already circulating online," I mused, as I stood before the private jet, emblazoned with my name and signature. Ermanno's smile was affectionate as he gazed upon me, his pride evident. "That's yours, sweetheart," Ermanno murmured, wrapping his arms around me from behind. Confused, I turned to him, my expression a mix of surprise and incredulity. "Wait, really? That's my private jet?" "All yours," he confirmed with a grin. "I wanted to get you something special for our honeymoon, and what better way than your own private jet?" I was rendered speechless, the magnitude of his gift overwhelming me. "Really?" I repeated, still struggling to comprehend his extravagant gesture. "Yes, baby,"
Celine’s POVThey say nothing can prepare you for marriage. But I'll tell you what no one mentions: the sheer amount of sex.As I lie here, basking in the afterglow of the best night of my life, I have to wonder, "Can my body handle this? Can it take much more?" But despite the lingering exhaustion, I can't deny the happiness I feel.What could possibly go wrong? What could happen at this moment that could destroy the perfect life I've created for myself?"Good morning, my beautiful wife," a soft voice cooed from above.My eyes fluttered open, meeting the charming blue gaze of Ermanno. A smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I basked in the feeling of his gaze upon me."So this is love?" I mused silently, savoring the feeling."Hey," I managed to croak, my voice hoarse from thirst. Ermanno, always perceptive, noticed and quickly handed me a cup of water.As I downed the water in one gulp, Ermanno helped me sit up, his strong arms supporting my back. I savored the feeling of his to
Zelda’s PovIt wasn't me who was the problem. It was her, Celine Westfield, now Celine Vitale. She was the one who had captured his heart, keeping it for herself, leaving no room for me.She was the reason I lay here, my life slipping away in a pool of blood, while he stood there, shocked and helpless. And in my final moments, I realized that she was the reason why Ermanno had never chosen me.All that drama and heartbreak lay in the past now. After being rushed to the hospital and declared dead, I thought my journey on Earth was over. But fate had other plans. That night, a mixture of tears, prayers, and sheer determination brought me back from the brink.Though I lay in a coma for some time, clinging to life, my mother's love and faith proved to be the life force that sustained me. I was alive, but only just, and the long road to recovery had only just begun.For an entire year, I lingered in that coma, caught between life and death. And when I awoke, the world was a d
Zelda’s POV Mrs. Vitale...Celine Vitale. The words were strange and unfamiliar on my tongue. Trust me, I am happy for her. As I watched her walk towards the altar, her dress shimmering like moonlight on a lake, a peaceful smile graced my lips. She looked perfect, like a vision straight out of a fairytale, and I couldn't help but feel a swell of pride for my dear friend. And oh Gosh! Their vows, it was heart warming, touchy, full of love and adoration. Don’t ask me how I got into their wedding, uninvited. But I mean, I am an old friend of theirs so I guess I have all the rights to be present. Looking down at the flash drive in my hand, I couldn't help but think that this would make the perfect wedding gift for them. After all, what better way to celebrate the union of Mr. Manipulator and Mrs. Damsel in Distress than with a little "gift" from their past? They deserved it, if you ask me. I dialed a number, a number that would soon change everything. The voice on the other end wa
Just as my body trembled on the edge of release, Ermanno pulled his fingers away, leaving me suspended in the agony of denied pleasure. "No, no, no," I moaned, my voice quivering with the aftermath of thwarted ecstasy. My fingers flew to my clit, desperate to coax the orgasm back, but Ermanno's expression remained unimpressed. Trapped in my own need, with my legs chained apart and my body tingling with frustration, I could only watch helplessly as he stood over me, his power and control radiating from him like a palpable force. His voice was a low, sensual purr in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. "Oh princess, you don't have permission to touch yourself. That's my job," he whispered, his eyes gleaming with predatory delight. In one swift motion, he chained my hands to the bed, the metal clinking against the headboard as he bound me to his will. And there I was, naked and helpless, my limbs stretched taut against the chains, my body a living tableau of submission and surre
Celine’s Pov“I don’t plan to go easy on you.” My heart thundered in my chest as I felt his hardness pressing into my back. His fingers teased my skin, igniting a trail of desire that burned through my veins.I'd heard the stories, the whispers about the blissful, passionate nights of newlyweds. And now, it was my turn. My body ached with anticipation, my breath coming in shallow gasps as Ermanno's hands roamed across my curves.I knew he wouldn't disappoint. He never did."When did you set this up?" I managed to gasp, my eyes taking in the scene around me. Chains, a heart-shaped bed, and a daunting array of BDSM tools lay in wait, beckoning to me like sirens of desire.The room was like nothing I'd ever seen before, and I couldn't help but tremble slightly as I realized Ermanno's plans for our wedding night."You'll see," he purred, his voice rich with promise and hidden secrets. "This night is for us to explore the depths of our passion, our love. Trust me."Ermanno shut the door b
Celine’s POV I, Celine Vitale, stand before the mirror in disbelief. Mrs Vitale. Who would have thought? My mind wanders back to when I first met Ermanno. Ah, the naive dream of becoming Mrs White. Yet, here I am, living the reality I never thought would be mine. "Mrs Vitale," I murmur to myself, the name rolling off my tongue as if it had always belonged to me. And perhaps, it had. There’s not a thing in the world I wouldn’t give up to be where I am now. The deep, familiar voice jolts my heart into a flurry. "Princess..." he whispers, and I can't help but turn around to meet his piercing blue eyes. "Hmmm?" I answer, melting at the sight of his grin. "Come here," he beckons, his smile only growing wider. My heart warms at the sound of his voice. He is my prince, and I am his princess. I float towards him, drawn by the warmth of his arms as he draws me in, encircling my waist in a gentle embrace. Even as exhaustion from the wedding takes its toll, I can see the love in his eyes
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“If anything goes wrong today, I would just give up on getting married.” Celine said to Fiona. Fiona watched Celine with a tender smile, her heart aching at the vulnerability radiating from her friend. "Nothing will go wrong today, sweetheart," she reassured, her voice gentle and soothing. "No man can put asunder this time." Fiona's arms enveloped Celine, offering comfort as tears threatened to spill from her friend's eyes. "This is it," Fiona whispered. "This is the beginning of your happily ever after." Fiona's eyes crinkled with amusement as she teased, "Don't let those tears fall, Celine. You don't want to ruin that beautiful makeup." "I know, I know," Celine laughed, her voice quivering with emotion. "But today is just so... emotional. After everything we've been through, after everything we've struggled with. It's hard not to cry." Fiona's gaze softened as she enveloped Celine in a warm embrace. "Love isn't easy, dear friend.” As if the day couldn't get any more emo