"Let me go, Darson! What the hell?!" Chiarra struggled against Darson's tight grip on her elbow as he dragged her out of the place.She had trouble keeping up with his fast, long strides. She had tripped several times in her high heels, but she didn’t fall because Darson was practically carrying her."It hurts!!" she protested angrily. "Could you slow down?!""Damn it, Chiarra!!" Darson threw her into the car. Her back hit the side mirror, which she immediately complained about."Ouch! W-What the hell, Darson?!" She clutched her stomach, her face filled with pain as she looked up. "Are you planning to hurt our child?!""Are you kidding? Isn’t that what you wanted to do to the baby in your womb?!" Darson threatened to slap her, which shocked her, but he didn’t follow through. His frustration was barely contained. "With what you did to Celeste, you didn’t even care about your own situation, did you?! How did you get here?!"She shouted back through her tears. "That woman invited me, wha
Semion had been staring at Celeste for a long time while she had been lost in thought in front of the mirror. Her hair was still damp, probably from just having taken a shower, and she was now wearing fresh pajamas.They had both returned home to the mansion and were currently in their respective rooms, hoping to rest. But Celeste had been ignoring him for a while, as if she had retreated into her own world because of what had happened at the party earlier.Semion had been struggling to suppress his anger about it. The fury in his chest wouldn’t subside, as he kept replaying the footage he had seen from the CCTV. In the footage, Darson had embraced Celeste and kissed her on the lips. Then, Darson's pregnant mistress had arrived.Semion’s nails were digging into his palms, causing them to cut and bleed slightly. He was deeply affected by what he had seen. And he was frustrated that Celeste was in such a state now. If he weren’t used to hiding his true feelings, he might have taken out
Celeste's entire body went cold and stiff as Semion kissed her lips once again. Her skin prickled even more when he bit her lower lip, causing her mouth to open. She gasped for breath as he pushed his tongue inside her mouth."Mmhmpp!" She arched her back, almost pressing herself into the back of the chair. She placed her hands on Semion’s chest, weakly pushing him away. But he was unyielding.The more she tried to pull away, the closer he brought his face and body to her.Aside from the sound of their lips meeting, all Celeste could hear was the pounding of her own heart.This was really happening, not just an illusion. Semion was kissing her!She tightly shut her eyes, feeling helpless as she let him do what he wanted. She wondered how they had ended up in this situation and couldn't process what he had said or what was happening.“Ah!” She exhaled, as if emerging from water, when Semion finally released her lips. “S-Sem—hmpp!!” But it was only a momentary reprieve before he captured
“Señora, are you okay?” Leleng asked Celeste when she noticed she had been staring blankly into the kitchen for some time. Her employer had expressed a desire to help with lunch, but she was having trouble getting the eggs ready.It seemed like her employer didn’t hear her, so with a puzzled look, Leleng turned to Faith, who was also helping with the cooking, and saw that Faith was equally confused.“I think Señora has a problem,” Faith said to her.Leleng furrowed her brow. “It does look like it…” She approached her employer, positioning herself behind her at the counter to gently tap her. “Señora, is there a big problem—!”“Oh, it’s big!” Celeste suddenly snapped out of her deep thoughts, startled by Leleng’s touch. “O-Oh, Leleng?” She blinked several times, coming to her senses. It was only then she realized she was in the kitchen, trying to help with the cooking.“Oh, sorry!” she laughed, scratching the back of her neck. “I was just deep in thought, Señora, so it seemed like a big
“So you failed to kill them.” Diego’s boss said, his eyes devoid of emotion as he sat in his office, looking up at him.Diego looked down. “Boss, there were many responding police officers before we could ensure the woman was dead after they fell off the cliff. They were rushed to the hospital, and from what I’ve gathered, both are in critical condition.”“Well…” The boss shrugged. “Maybe it’s too early for them to die… How about the unborn child? Is there still hope for it?”“From what I know, boss, if complications arise, only one of the mother and child will be chosen to be kept alive.”“Good enough,” he said, smiling. “I’m in a good mood, so I won’t punish you for failing.”“Boss?” Diego looked at Semion in surprise. “Why are you in a good mood? Just last night you wanted them dead.”He comfortably propped his long legs on the desk and responded with a grin. “Something happened between me and Celeste.”“Huh? What happened between you two? Like what?”“I realized what I was feeling
"Semion?" Celeste stopped in her tracks as she was about to enter Semion's office when she saw Diego standing guard."Boss is busy, Miss Celeste, talking to Primo Alessandro. Do you need something?""Ah, I see. No, I just wanted to let him know that I'll be stepping out for a while to visit Anna. But please pass the message along." She gave a small, reserved smile and stepped back."Understood, Miss Celeste. Don't forget about Bentong, so Boss won't worry."She nodded. "Alright, thank you."She headed to the van she had arranged for herself, which she used personally whenever leaving the mansion. Accompanying her were five guards assigned by Semion. Only Bentong and Noah were close to her among the five. Initially, she wasn’t used to having followers, but eventually, she got used to it.The trip took less than half an hour. They quickly arrived at the cemetery where Anna was buried. She turned to the guards. “You stay here. I need some private time with Anna.”“Yes, Senyora!” The five
“Oh my God, son! You’re finally awake!” Priscilla’s face was the first thing Darson saw when he woke up in a hospital room. “Boni, call a nurse or doctor! Darson is awake!”“Argh!” Darson immediately felt the weight of his body as he tried to sit up.“Don’t move, son! Your body is fractured!” His mother quickly stopped him from moving.In pain and confusion, he looked up at her. “What happened?”With a worried and angry expression, Priscilla sat on the edge of his bed. “You survived what the Lombardis did to you! Thankfully, your father acted quickly, otherwise, you’d be lost to us like Chiarra!”The events of that tragic night came rushing back to Darson. The vehicle he and Chiarra were in went off the cliff due to a barrage of gunfire.He mentally cursed several times. When their vehicle rolled over, he lost consciousness. He thought it was the end for him!“Where is Chiarra?” he asked his mother with furrowed brows.Priscilla sighed heavily. “She’s in a coma right after giving birt
A MONTH LATER…Celeste gazed at herself in the mirror, dressed in her wedding gown. The makeup on her face was simple, and her flowing, chestnut-colored hair was braided and tied back with the white veil attached. She couldn’t help but smile with admiration at her reflection. This wasn’t her first wedding, but it was the first time she felt truly beautiful in a wedding dress.The luxurious design of the gown shimmered against her pale skin. She twirled in front of the large mirror, unable to get enough of admiring her own beauty on this day. The ceremony would start in less than an hour. They were just waiting for the guests and everything to be set up at the church before she could leave.“Are you happy, Celeste?” Valentina approached her with an unmistakable smile.Celeste's smile widened as she turned to face her. “Val, I’m so happy to be marrying Semion today. But I think I’m even happier that you chose the best fashion artist to prepare me today!” she joked, laughing.Valentina la