Ermanno's feet seemed to move on their own as he rushed to Celine, pulling her into a tight embrace. She trembled in his arms, her voice a whisper of fear and shock. "I... I just killed a man," she stammered, her hands quivering as she clung to him. Ermanno shushed her gently, his voice low and soothing. "Shh, you saved me," he murmured, his fingers gently prying the gun from her grasp. The silence between them was heavy with the weight of the moment, the aftermath of violence and blood ringing in their ears. Ermanno gazed down at Celine's tear-streaked face, his heart aching for her pain and fear. Gently, he brushed away the strands of hair that had fallen into her eyes. “Ermanno… I just killed him.” Celine's mind was in a blur, the shock and horror of what she'd done still echoing through her body. She'd been home, a terrified witness to the struggle between Neo and Alessandro's men, when she'd seized her chance to escape. With a racing heart and frantic thoughts, she'd
Celine was utterly baffled. Faye and her son, John, were the only people home, and all of the workers, including the guards, had been given the day off.The house seemed ordinary, nothing out of place, but Celine's heart raced faster and faster as she ascended the stairs to the floor she shared with Ermanno. Her breath caught in her throat when she saw the broken glass scattered across the floor.Fear gripped her as she took cautious steps, avoiding the broken shards of glass that crunched beneath her feet.“What just happened?”Celine's hands trembled as she pulled out her phone, her thumb racing across the screen to call Ermanno."Princess," Ermanno answered, his voice laced with concern."Something happened," Celine whispered, her heart pounding in her chest."What's wrong?" Ermanno demanded, his voice growing more urgent."I just got back and I saw Faye rushing to her car with John, and it looks like someone broke into our house," Celine explained, her voice shaking with fear.Erm
Celine was in a daze, her gaze fixed on the ocean's endless blue horizon. Her mind was a whirlwind of questions, her heart heavy with worry and uncertainty.A knock sounded at the door, jolting Celine out of her reverie. She walked towards the door with deliberate steps, as if each one were another nail in her coffin. And there, on the other side, stood her father, Aaron."Dad, what are you doing here?" Celine asked, her voice tinged with surprise. "How did you know I was here?""Don't worry about that, child," Aaron said with a reassuring smile, his voice a comforting balm. "Can I come in?"Celine nodded, stepping aside to let her father enter. The door clicked shut behind him, and he made his way to the couch, settling into the soft cushions.Celine sat next to him, her eyes fixed on the floor. Her father studied her, taking in the dark circles under her eyes, the tightness of her shoulders, and the tension radiating from her body."How are you?" Aaron asked gently, his voice low an
Celine's heart beat faster as she watched Ermanno being led into the courtroom, his appearance shocking her to the core. He was gaunt and pale, the bruises on his body screaming of the harsh treatment he'd been subjected to. Her blood boiled at the sight of him, malnourished and mistreated. And there was Zelda, smug and satisfied, seated with her team, like a vulture waiting to feast on the remains of her victim.Ermanno's eyes sought hers, the glimmer of love and trust still flickering in their depths, despite everything.Celine tried to focus, clinging to every word Mr. Robbins uttered with the fierce determination of a survivor. Her gaze shifted between the lawyer, the judges, and Ermanno, who stood stoically before them."My client's rights have been violated," Mr. Robbins argued, his voice impassioned and clear. "He has been subjected to violent attacks by other inmates, all while the guards turned a blind eye. The treatment he's received is not befitting of a supposedly safe pla
Ermanno made sure that his men caught the man who shot Celine and dealt with him. He wanted to break out of prison and hunt Zelda down, but Celine convinced him to stay, not wanting him to make his case worse.Ermanno felt himself going back to the dark hole he managed to escape, he felt like he was not in control, returning to his depressed, sadistic self. A week had passed since the day Celine was shot, and her world had become a cocoon of recovery. Though she chafed against her dependency on Fiona and the others, they didn't mind one bit.On this particular morning, she decided to heed the doctor's advice and take an early stroll. Wrapped in the comfort of her baggy jeans and a crop top, she pulled her hair into a haphazard bun, her steps as light as her mood.As Celine walked, she felt a gentle breeze on her skin, the rising sun painting the world in warm shades of gold. She breathed deeply, taking in the aroma of freshly cut grass and the sound of birds chirping in the nearby tr
Celine's mind was numb with the shock of it all as she stared at her packed bags, her heart feeling heavier than the suitcases she was about to lug across the world. Her flight to Los Angeles was only a few hours away, and she knew she couldn't back out now.She smiled bitterly, a weak attempt to inject some positivity into this seemingly endless downward spiral. "A fresh start won't hurt," she told herself, forcing a brave face despite the tears threatening to spill over.Just as Celine was steeling herself for her departure, there was a knock at the door. Elena's familiar face appeared, a small smile playing on her lips."Someone's here to see you," she said, her voice tinged with sadness.Celine's brow furrowed in confusion. "Who?" she asked, knowing she hadn't arranged any visitors."He says his name is Mason, and that he's a friend of yours," Elena explained.Celine's face hardened at the mention of Mason's name. She knew he was far from a friend."Tell him to leave," Celine orde
Celine tapped on the headline, devouring every word of the breaking news. She watched as Mason tearfully confessed to the world about his role in the false rape accusations against Ermanno Vitale.Celine couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her, mixed with a bitter satisfaction that Mason was finally facing the consequences of his actions."Finally! Everything is settled," she thought to herself, her grin widening as the plane began its descent into Los Angeles."Excuse me, ma'am," Celine whispered to the elderly woman seated next to her, a grin dancing on her face. "Is there a way we can tell the pilot to reverse? I'm having the best day!"The woman cast a sour look at Celine, her brow furrowed. "I don't know who you are, and I don't want to. Leave me alone," she huffed, clearly unimpressed by Celine's sunny disposition.Celine, however, couldn't be fazed.Celine simply shrugged, her smile remaining radiant. "Suit yourself, ma'am," she replied, leaning back in her seat
The crowd in the airport began to stir, people turning and scanning their surroundings. Then a voice called out from the back of the crowd: "I see her! I see the blond girl!"“Anyone who brings her to me get a one million dollar rewards. Don’t hurt her, just bring her to me. Thank you.”The announcement of a million-dollar reward sent a wave of shock and greed through the crowd. People's eyes narrowed in determination, the prospect of life-changing money igniting a frenzy.“We found her!” Someone yelled.Celine felt herself lifted off her feet, someone's arm roughly locking around her waist and hoisting her onto a shoulder. "What the fuck?!" she screamed, struggling against her captor. "Put me down, you crazy bastard!"The man, now recognizing the potential goldmine he was carrying, gripped her legs tighter and began to maneuver through the crowd, his prize secured."Sorry, Miss," the man said, "but a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do." He grinned as he walked quickly, Celine perc