As Celine stepped through the doorway, Ermanno's accusing gaze met hers like a loaded gun. "Where were you last night?" he demanded, his words laced with frustration.Celine brushed past him without a second glance, her footsteps resolute as she climbed the stairs. "It's none of your business," she retorted, her tone icy and detached.Undeterred, Ermanno followed close behind, his jaw clenching as he spoke. "I am your fiancé. I deserve to know," he growled, his anger seeping into every syllable.“If you really want to know, I just went out to get fucked by other men.”Her words struck him like a hammer to the chest, shattering his heart into pieces. "Princess," he pleaded, reaching for her, his hand trembling with a mix of desire and devastation.But Celine recoiled from his touch, her eyes hard with fury. "Let me be," she snapped, her voice quivering with emotion.“Baby, I am sorry…”Ermanno's apology fell flat, like a deflated balloon. "So?" Celine retorted, her voice laced with dis
A week after the incident, Ermanno tried to reach out to her, but she didn’t let him. Rather she begged him to get rid of their marriage contract, after a while of trying, he gave up and sent the divorce papers to her, she signed it and freed herself from their arranged marriage. Celine shut everyone out of her life, she almost died of dehydration and alcohol poisoning multiple times, but Fiona and Oliver came to her aid. Fiona suggested that it was better she gets therapy and heal. Celine signed up for Therapy, she was lost and needed to find herself. Ermanno broke her beyond repair… Determined to get her life together, she traveled to Los Angeles for a new beginning, letting Whatever Happened in Vegas stay In Vegas. She focused her energy on her Career as a successful actress. Celine's journey to self-discovery had spanned two long, arduous years, but at last, she was returning home. As she gazed upon the glittering lights of Las Vegas, a city that had once shattered her h
"Hey," Ermanno murmured, his gaze lingering on Celine's face, a soft intensity in his eyes that made her heart flutter."Hey," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper, her breath catching as she met his gaze. She could feel the warmth of his hand in hers, the connection rekindling a spark that she had thought long extinguished."Ready?" Ermanno asked, offering his hand to her with a small, but meaningful, smile. Celine took his hand, her fingers intertwining with his, and nodded.As their skin touched, a shudder ran through Celine's body, her mind trying to suppress the flood of emotions that threatened to overwhelm her. She focused her attention on their steps, walking into the ceremony, the music washing over them like a delicate tide.Together, they made their way to the altar, each step seeming to resonate with a heavy significance. And when they reached their destination, Celine drew her hand away, her eyes darting to the left. One by one, the other bridesmaids joined them,
The kiss burned through Celine like wildfire, scorching her body with a heat she'd almost forgotten. Moans tumbled from her lips as a wetness began to pool between her thighs, a surge of desire unlike anything she'd experienced with anyone else in the last two years.Despite the time that had passed, Ermanno still held a spell over her, his touch igniting something primal within her. The experience was terrifying and exhilarating all at once, like a drug she couldn't resist, pulling her deeper into the flames of their undeniable passion.Ermanno's fingers danced over her skin, unzipping her dress and letting it fall to the floor in a pool of fabric. The glint in his eyes was pure, unfiltered desire, making Celine's breath hitch in anticipation."Fuck, I've missed you," he growled, his gaze raking over her body as he removed her bra and panties, exposing her slick heat. "I've missed this," he whispered, his fingers kneading her breasts, his tongue circling her nipples, eliciting a low
The news reverberated through the air like a thunderclap, and Celine felt her world spinning. "What?!" she exclaimed, her voice rising in pitch as she stared at the doctor with wide eyes. "There's nothing congratulatory here!" The doctor looked apologetic, his face a picture of solemnity. "I'm sorry, Miss Celine, but the test results are clear. You are pregnant. Around a week and a few days, based on the hormone levels in your urine sample." Celine sank back onto the hospital bed, her head swimming with confusion and disbelief. Celine groaned in frustration, her hand instinctively massaging her temples as a throbbing headache began to set in. "I thought I was on birth control," she grumbled, her mind racing to recall when she'd last taken it. "And when was the last time you were on birth control?" the doctor probed gently, sensing her distress. "Two years ago," Celine admitted, feeling a surge of guilt and embarrassment wash over her. Celine grimaced, sinking into the uncomfor
Ermanno's smirk deepened, his satisfaction evident as he dismissed the doctor with a curt, "Leave.""So what's going to be now?" Ermanno asked, his voice dark and dangerous."I'm terminating the baby," Celine declared, her voice determined and resolute.Ermanno chuckled, the sound sending chills down Celine's spine. "Trust me, I will personally hurt you if you abort my baby, princess," he threatened, his voice calm but menacing.Celine stood her ground, her eyes flashing with defiance. "You wouldn't dare. The child is mine, and I'll determine what to do with it," she retorted, her gaze fierce.Ermanno's chuckle turned into a mocking laugh, his eyes dancing with amusement as he turned his back to Celine. "Tsk! You love pushing me to my limits, don't you, ma?" "Fuck yourself," Celine spat, her disgust for Ermanno clear in her voice.Ermanno's expression hardened, and he leaned forward, his face close to hers. "You have two options," he hissed, his words venomous. "You either get back t
As Celine's hand rested on Cyrus's arm, memories of their encounter two years ago came rushing back. He looked just as striking as ever, his blond hair adding a golden halo to his enigmatic presence. Those unique eyes held a mesmerizing allure that pulled at her attention, drawing her gaze in like a moth to a flame. His broad, muscular figure only added to the intoxicating effect he had on her, leaving her breathless with his undeniable charm. She couldn't help but wonder why he had to be so devastatingly handsome, the very epitome of male perfection.Celine's mind drifted back to that fateful night, recalling the way his strong, yet gentle hands had roamed over her body with a tenderness that had left her wanting more. Shaking herself from the memories, she let out a nervous laugh."Long time no see," Cyrus remarked, his words punctuated by a charming smile that lit up his face."Looks like you missed me so much, you were willing to drop a cool fifty mil on a date," Celine teased, a
Celine's lips parted as she licked her lower lip, her eyes meeting Cyrus's as she answered. "Just when I kissed you."His smile broadened at her response, their shared enjoyment of the evening's tension becoming palpable. Celine was acutely aware of his gaze, the intensity of it revealing his lingering feelings for her.Maybe she wasn't over him either. After all, her heart was beating faster than a hummingbird's wings, and she found herself drawn to him in ways she'd never experienced before.As their first date came to an end, Celine couldn't deny the gentlemanly charm of Cyrus. His grace and charisma had swept her off her feet, and she readily agreed to a second date.In bed that night, Celine's phone buzzed with a message from Cyrus. "Can't wait to see you tomorrow..." she read aloud, feeling a flutter of butterflies in her stomach."I can't wait to see you too," she typed back, a coy smile playing on her lips.Celine found herself eagerly anticipating their next rendezvous. Cyrus