CELINE POV-Lucian put a kiss mark on my neck, my shoulder, my arm, my back and even my thigh.During our first kiss, his excitement was palpable, his actions driven by raw impulse. Each time I struggled for breath amidst his ardent kisses, he would leave a constellation of marks upon my skin, a testament to his passion.His kiss lasted almost the whole night.Lying next to each other in bed, I found myself unable to sleep.As I was lying in bed, with my back turned away from him, he then proceeded to place another kiss mark upon my back.I felt a sense of gratitude when morning finally arrived, as he was true to his word and left, promising to bring Starr here. Now I just finished taking a shower and looking for something to wear so I could cover my hickey.I wore wide-leg jeans, a shirt, and threw on a jacket. I couldn’t manage to cover the hickey on my neck. I didn’t have any turtleneck-style clothes, and I also didn’t have any makeup I could use to cover it.I left the room and
CELINE POV-I grabbed Lucian in both arms and pushed him.My push only created an inch of space between us.“Celine, please.” He begged with his soft expression.“No!” I shot back, even though I was trembling with fear at his request.His gaze remained locked on mine, his eyes speaking volumes as he stared intently into my eyes.“It’s just a kiss, Celine. Why can’t you give it to me?”“Why don’t you respect my decision?” I shot back courageously.He might think it’s just a kiss, but it’s not that simple for me. If I gave in, I’d feel like I was stabbing Lance in the back.“Because I can’t bear it any longer. I just—dammit!” he cried out in frustration. “This disgusting, shitty disease of mine.”I swallowed, I was filled with worry, for me and for Starr. I remembered his threatening about my daughter.I nodded, and he paused, taken aback.I pointed to the left side of my neck. “”You’re only allowed to kiss me here. Right there, in that specific place." I felt nauseous just saying that
LANCE POV-Giovanni approached us, clearly flustered, and undoubtedly coming from Mr. Marco and Madam Gianna’s room. There’s some relief in knowing their health has improved, especially Mrs. Gianna’s, as she’s no longer requiring hospitalization. However, she’s experienced significant weight loss, a hardship made worse by the recent passing of her friend, Mrs. Martha Morgan.“Sweethearts, why don’t you introduce Axel to Nonni? Sure they’ll be happy to meet your friend.” Giovanni’s suggestion.** Nonni ↪ Grandparents **Catherine volunteered, “Uncle, I’ll go keep them company,” Blake, her personal bodyguard–beside her, ready to assist.Skye and Sunny both agreed with Giovanni’s idea, so Catherine and Blake joined Skye and Sunny heading upstairs.As I stood, Vince approached me. “Lance,” he took two pictures from his pants pocket and handed them to me.The photograph he presented was a stark diptych: Skye and Sunny, mere moments into life, contrasted with Celine’s gentle embrace of Sta
[ N E W YO R K ]~LANCE POV-Hannah informed me, “The transaction was successful. All of the weapons were shipped without issue.”I simply nodded, while my mind was still racing to where Celine was.I’m at a loss as to where to search for her next. We’ve covered nearly every inch of America, yet we haven’t unearthed even the slightest hint of her whereabouts. I don’t want it to end with everything being too late before I find her. “Lance?”I glanced at Hannah in the rearview mirror. We’re currently in her car, on our way back to the mansion, to see my child. Earlier today, someone attempted to assassinate me by planting a bomb in my car. I devised a plan just before the bomb was set to detonate and managed to escape the car promptly. Although I sustained a few minor injuries, I disregarded them. Attempts on my life have become commonplace, so these superficial wounds are insignificant compared to my concern for Celine. Hannah was nearest to my location, so I summoned her to
CELINE POV-“Lance!” I called out, my voice filled with a mixture of hope and a touch of desperation.But I felt so disappointed when I saw Lucian.He is staring at me blankly.I hid my worry as I looked at him from head to toe. He’s wearing a light blue shirt dress paired with black pants. His face and body are marked with numerous cuts and bruises. His clothes are stained with blood, and his pants are torn, exposing fresh wounds.“Lucian...”He stepped closer to the bed without taking his deep gaze off me.As he drew nearer, I noticed how rapidly his chest was rising and falling, accompanied by deep, ragged breaths that seemed to pull from the very depths of his lungs.“What happened to you?” I couldn’t help but ask. At some point I still had concerns.He slumped onto the edge of the bed, each breath a ragged gasp. “Celine...” he wheezed, his voice strained. “I... I’m at my limit. I can’t take much more.”“What?” I asked, confused, but my body moved away from him on its own.“Celi
CELINE POV-I looked over at Starr, just catching her eye. She was happily eating her buttered chicken, seeming to really enjoy it.My eyes welled up with tears again because of her situation, and I couldn’t help but blame myself for everything she was going through. The weight of guilt pressed down on me, knowing that my choices had led her to this difficult and painful experience.If only I had thought better then this wouldn’t have happened.“Celine,”I turned my gaze back to Bianca, waiting for her to continue.“I don’t care if you believe me or not but you have to trust me this time.”“And that’s the one thing, the only thing, I can’t just give you without a second thought,” I admitted, with utter honesty.“I understand, but in this situation, please consider it carefully. Okay, don’t trust me, but place your trust in your daughter.”I quietly listened to what she would say next, focusing all my attention on her words.“It’s been months since I first pointed out the exit from th