"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
As their lips locked, the world around them faded into oblivion, replaced by an electric surge of desire that coursed through their veins. Ermanno's fingers traced the contours of Celine's neck, his touch a fiery caress that fueled the growing inferno of their passion.The kiss deepened, their tongues exploring each other's mouths with a hunger that threatened to devour. They kissed as if it were their first, and their last, each kiss a symphony of raw emotion and unbridled lust.Ermanno, his eyes heavy with desire, released her from the intoxicating kiss, his words, barely a whisper, carrying a potency that rivaled their embrace. "Those lips can kill," he murmured, his voice husky with passion.Celine, still reeling from the intensity of the kiss, averted her gaze, her blush a telling testament to the powerful emotions that raged within her. "I'm still mad at you," she uttered, her voice a mix of defiance and vulnerability.Ermanno, his smirk both charming and infuriating, seemed und