A victorious grin stretched across Celine's face as she bounced with excitement. "Guess what?!" she exclaimed, barely able to contain her joy. "I applied for that online audition thingy, and I rocked the online casting! Today was the physical casting and I freaking got in!"Ermanno arched a skeptical eyebrow, though a small smile tugged at his lips. "Who got in? Let me guess...you?" he asked, already knowing the answer.Celine feigned a look of surprise. "Wow, you're psychic!" she giggled, her cheeks flushing with pride.Ermanno's lips curved upward in a smug grin as Celine approached. "Come here, princess," he beckoned, patting his lap. "Sit."Obliging, Celine settled onto his lap, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. Ermanno leaned in, his breath warm against her ear. "I'm proud of you," he whispered, his words stirring a flutter in Celine's chest."Very soon, I'm gonna be famous and nailing every acting role I audition for," she declared, her voice playful and teasing.Ermanno's g
Zelda's lips curved into a smirk, a subtle hint of jealousy coloring her voice as she spoke. "So, you take her on dates?" she purred, her eyes roving over Celine's retreating figure.Ermanno's response was terse, his jaw set in a hard line. "She's mine," he said simply, his tone unwavering as he met Zelda's gaze. "What else do you expect?"Zelda's chuckle was low and mocking. "Bullshit," she said, her eyes narrowing. "Have you fucked her?"Ermanno's response was sharp and unyielding. "That's none of your concern, Zelda," he snapped, his patience fraying at the edges.Zelda rolled her eyes, her expression a mix of frustration and amusement. "What does she have that I don't?" she demanded, her voice rising an octave. "Tell me, why do you treat her better than me? Are you in love with her?" she persisted, her pout deepening as she waited for his response.Ermanno's eyes hardened, his voice slicing through the air like a blade."Last time I checked, you were the woman I fuck. Nothing more
She blushed, her lips parting in a breathless moan as he leaned in closer, his breath hot against her skin. His hands traced the outline of her body.Ermanno's eyes glittered with heat, his gaze fixed on Celine's near-naked body. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her abdomen in a soft, sensual kiss that made her tremble."Can I?" he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire as he hovered over her bra. Celine's cheeks flushed with a shy blush, her gaze flitting away as she gave a shy nod, granting him permission.He unhooked her bra with a deft flick of his fingers, revealing her breasts in all their glory.Celine felt herself blush deeper, her skin warming with every lingering caress. His voice, low and gravelly, sent a shiver down her spine as he whispered, "Beautiful."She gasped as his hand closed around her neck, pulling her in for a passionate kiss. Her legs parted instinctively as his fingers trailed down to her breasts, giving the left one a teasing squeeze.Celine bit her
Mason's voice was warm and easygoing as he asked Celine, "So... how has life been treating you lately?"Celine's smile was wide and forced as she replied, "Life's been great! What about you?" Her tone was cheerful, but her frown was visible even as she tried to hide it.Mason laughed softly, sitting beside her on the couch. "Life's been good," he said, his eyes tracing Celine's features from head to toe. "How about a toast?"Celine's gaze remained on Mason, her smile faltering slightly as she lifted her glass to his. "To what?""To life," Mason replied, a playful glint in his eyes. "And to the unexpected twists and turns that make it worth living."They clinked their glasses, and Celine couldn't help but wonder if Mason was alluding to something moreMason's brow furrowed as he observed Celine's behavior, a hint of concern coloring his voice. "You seem a lot busier these days. Huh?"Celine chuckled, a nervous laugh punctuating her response. "I can explain, okay? I promise!""Go ahead,
Celine's voice was thick with emotion as she spoke. "I still wonder why she had to leave so early," she said, sniffling as tears continued to fall."Wherever she is, she would be so proud of you," Mason replied, his hand gently caressing her hair.Celine's shoulders relaxed as she nestled closer to him, her breathing slowly beginning to steady. "You're right," she murmured, her voice soft and hoarse. "I know she's with me in spirit, always."“I miss this…” Mason says.Celine's laughter echoed in the room as she broke away from the hug, her mood visibly lifted. "I gotta go, Owen and Dad are blowing up my phone," she said, amusement evident in her voice.Mason stood up alongside her, escorting her towards the door. "Alright, let me walk you out," he said, his voice still gentle.As they left her apartment, Mason noticed the absence of Celine's car. "Where's your car?" he asked, his brows furrowing slightly.Celine's smile was small, yet genuine as she replied, "I haven't even seen it in
"Jesus Christ!" Celine exclaimed, her heart pounding in her chest. "What the fuck are you doing here?" she demanded, her eyes narrowed."And didn't anyone teach you that it's rude to creep into someone's room?" she scolded, her voice tight with annoyance.Ermanno's smirk grew wider as he lowered himself to her level, his hands cradling her face. "I came to see my woman," he said, his tone dripping with possessiveness.Celine rolled her eyes in response, her lips set in a thin line."I almost had a fucking heart attack, you know!" Celine snapped, her pout firmly in place as she glared at Ermanno."My apologies," he replied, bending to kiss her forehead.Celine gave a curt nod and gestured for him to sit on the bed. "So, how did you get in?" she asked, her hand absent-mindedly running through her messy hair.Ermanno shrugged, his expression nonchalant. "Don't worry about that, princess."Celine narrowed her eyes at his flippant response."Well, Ermanno, I'm trying to sleep," Celine huff
"So I'll be gone for a week to Miami," Ermanno said, his voice carrying a hint of regret.Celine pouted, her eyes brimming with disappointment. "Why?" she asked, moving closer to him, seeking comfort in his presence.Ermanno smiled warmly, cupping her cheeks in his hands. "Business calls, princess," he reassured her, his voice tender. "But don't worry, I'll be back before you know it."“Oh.” Celine said, her face falling into a little pout.“Look here princess, why don’t you come with me?” He suggested and Celine’s eyes immediately lit up."Wait, for real?" Celine asked, her voice eager and disbelieving all at once."Yes for real, princess, so get packing," Ermanno replied, placing a small kiss on her cheek.Celine's excitement was palpable as she wrapped her arms around him, pressing her body close to his. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" she exclaimed, joy radiating from her face.Ermanno laughed at her enthusiasm, his eyes dancing with amusement. "Anything for you, princess," he
As they emerged from the jet, Celine's mind was still swimming with the intensity of their tryst, her body trembling slightly as she leaned against Ermanno for support.The cool night air enveloped them as they were escorted to a waiting limousine, the quiet hum of the engine providing a soothing backdrop to their journey.Ermanno, engrossed in his business calls, seemed oblivious to Celine's fatigue, his voice authoritative and commanding."Why so many guards?" Celine murmured, her sleepy voice barely a whisper as she questioned the security detail surrounding them. With her eyes heavy and her mind still clouded by exhaustion, she soon surrendered to slumber, drifting into a deep sleep as the limo carried them to their destination."Where are we?" Celine asked, her voice still drowsy as she looked around, noticing Ermanno seated by her bedside.The room was spacious and filled with natural light, the scent of fresh linen and the ocean breeze drifting in through the open windows. The
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