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
The air around them crackled with electricity, as if the universe itself were anticipating their game of chance.Celine broke away from the embrace, patting Cyrus's chest as she sauntered back, smirking playfully. "You have 30 minutes and you're out of coins, remember?" she reminded him, glancing back at the teddy bear.As she turned to look at Cyrus, she saw him marching towards a group of mischievous-looking kids, a wad of bills in hand. Intrigued, she watched as he engaged in some sort of exchange, the kids' expressions shifting from confusion to delight as they handed over a bag of coins in return for the cash.Cyrus strode back to Celine, a smug grin on his face, his pockets jingling with the coins he'd acquired. He held out the bag of coins triumphantly, like a pirate displaying his stolen treasure."I've got my coins now," he said, his voice dripping with mischief. "And I'm going to win that bear in less than 30 minutes. And when I do, I'll claim my prize." His eyes twinkled wi
Celine’s PovTwo months into our honeymoon, I still woke up every morning thinking I was dreaming. Travelling from one amazing location to another wrapped in Ermanno's love and possessiveness, it had been nothing less than delight. Whether it was kissing me in bed or dragging me into quiet nooks to whisper sinful things in my ear, he spoilt me nonstop. Breakfast in bed But most of all, I loved his attitude towards me, as if I were the only thing that counted in his life. Tonight was our special dinner, just the two of us away from security's view and free from distractions.I wanted to make it special, to remind him that my desire for him had only gotten stronger after two months, and to tease him. I walked in front of the mirror and rubbed my hands over the deep-red silk dress I had selected. The fabric was so smooth that it felt like a second skin, hugging my curves until it stopped just above my knees. It was his favourite, and I knew it. I had a wicked thought. I grinned to myse
Zelda’s POVThe hotel was exquisite,a place where the wealthy whispered about power over glasses of aged whiskey. But I wasn’t here for luxury. I had walked through its pristine halls with a single purpose. Every step I took echoed my resolve. When the elevator doors slid open, I kindly stepped into the private hallway leading to the penthouse suite.Two guards stood outside,their expressions unreadable. They didn’t quite question me, didn’t even flinch. They knew who I was. Or rather, who I was about to become. One of them quickly reached for the door handle,,pulling it open for me. As I stepped In gracefully,I caught the scent of something sterile beneath the rich fragrance of fresh lilies.The suite was massive, marble floors, crystal chandeliers, floor-to-ceiling windows that showcased the city beautiful skyline. But I barely noticed. My eyes sparkled as they landed on the two persons patiently waiting for me. Marco was very much relaxed on the couch,a full glass of whi
Ermanno’s POVThe first thing I noticed was her breathing, ragged, uneven,too fast. Celine lay beside me, her body rigid, her fingers clenching the sheets in a death grip.Her face is twisted in discomfort, a fine sheen of sweat glistening on her forehead despite the cool morning air drifting through the open balcony door. She is clearly having A nightmare. I immediately pushed myself up onto one elbow, watching her,my chest tightening at the sight of her in distress. I had seen her in many states, laughing, teasing, moaning my name, but never like this. I calmly brushed a strand of damp hair away from her pretty face and leaned closer. “Princess,” I whispered, my voice soft yet firm. I didn’t want to startle her, but i can’t let her be in distress much longer.Her lashes fluttered, but she did not wake up.I placed my cold palm gently on her cheeks.“wake up, Love. You’re safe.” A sharp hasty breath tore from her lips,and her eyes snapped open. Wide, panicked. For a second,s
Zelda’s POVThe scent of fucking damp stone and cigarette smoke lingered in the narrow alleyway,curling into my lungs as I steadied my breath. The moment I turned the corner,a very very rough hand grabbed my wrist, yanking me backward with enough force to make me stumble. “What the fuck!”My back hit the fucking brick wall, the cold surface pressing against my exposed skin.."Are you out of your fucking goddamn mind?" Marco hissed,his voice sharp but quiet enough to avoid drawing attention. His dark eyes burned into mine,his grip tight around my wrist,firm, commanding, but not painful.I met his icy dripping glare with an impassive look,tilting my head slightly. "Relax, Marco. It was just an accident."His scoff was laced with irritation. "An accident? So Out of all the people in this city, you just happened to bump into her? Who are you kidding, love?"I smiled slightly lazily. "Hmmmmmm… Maybe just maybe fate wanted me to see her, you know?"His jaw clenched, he looks hot when angry
Celine’s POV:“It’s so beautiful out here,” I mumbled, my eyes raised to meet his. Ermanno held my gaze just as softly as he held my hands.“But not as beautiful as you,” he grinned. I rolled my eyes. This man…“I love taking pretty little walks with you, princess,” He blurted out as I took in the scene.. Some people were selling street food, while others strolled by hand-in-hand, lovers, friends, families, adults, and children, it really, really amazes me.I leaned in and tiptoed as I placed a gentle kiss on his lips, but Ermanno pulled me in for a deeper kiss. Our tongues and lips played sinful games with one another. Placing my hand gently on hischest, I pulled away from the kiss, trapped in his Hunter eyes.“Fuck! I can’t seem to get enough of you.” he chuckled.I shyly blushed, glancing around,and noticed a woman selling flowers at her little stand just across the street on the other sidewalk.“Wait here, hun,” I said and rushed off before he could say anything. Just as I appr
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