At first, Celeste didn't think much of it. She was blinded by the high beams from the car behind her and changed lanes at the intersection. To her dismay, the SUV followed her every move, sticking close behind.A sinking feeling settled in her gut. Trusting her instincts, she turned at the next intersection, and sure enough, the SUV mirrored her action. Realizing she was being followed, she sped up, trying to shake off the tailing vehicle. However, the SUV relentlessly pursued her, finally ramming into her car's rear end at a deserted intersection.Whoever was behind this was prepared. Celeste heard a loud "bang" and felt the car shudder as her rear tire blew out. Given her encounter with Dora, it wasn't hard to piece things together. The inevitable had arrived.Sitting in her car, Celeste quickly sent her location to Megan and Ava via WhatsApp."Help me!"That was all she needed to say. She opened the car door and stepped out, finding herself surrounded by four burly men."M
Celeste's heart sank, and she was overwhelmed by a deep sense of sorrow. Mark had orchestrated Dora's gang rape! No wonder, in just two months, Dora had become a shadow of her former self. Although Dora had been conniving, sabotaging Megan and Winston's relationship, she didn't deserve this fate. Wasn't Mark supposed to be one of Dora's admirers? How could he bring himself to do something so cruel to her?If she hadn't disrupted Dora's movie premiere, would things have turned out differently? Had she made a mistake?Seeing the sudden change in Celeste's expression, Mark sneered, "I thought you were fearless, but it turns out you're just like everyone else.""You claimed to like her, didn't you?" Celeste ignored Mark's taunt and asked directly."So what if I did? No woman, no matter how much I liked her, is worth ten billion," Mark scoffed. "Do you think Dora is worth that much?""She didn't deserve this," Celeste insisted."I decide what she deserves. And as for you, Celest
Mark had fed her an aphrodisiac! This realization made Celeste's heart plummet.She should have known. After all, he often resorted to such methods. Wasn't it the same drug he had used on Dora when her uncle rescued her?Images of Dora's humiliating photos flashed in Celeste's mind, amplifying her terror. Her pupils contracted in fear.Seeing Celeste's sudden fright, Mark's face lit up with a triumphant smile."So, Celeste, you're not completely fearless after all..." He pinched her chin with his greasy fingers, his eyes filled with fascination."You are truly a beauty beyond compare. Compared to you, Dora is downright vulgar."Mark's round face loomed closer, his expression suggesting he was ready to strip Celeste bare."Let go of me!" Celeste recoiled and shouted, "Using drugs to force yourself on women—what kind of man are you? If you have any guts, kill me!"She knew that self-preservation was paramount, but her pride wouldn't let her submit to such a vile man. She'd rather
The drug was taking effect, and at this moment, Celeste was barely conscious."Let go! Mark Elliot, you stupid pig!" She was still trying to provoke Mark, forcefully stumbling toward the table.A strong arm wrapped around her waist, and a cool hand pressed against her forehead."Don't be afraid, it's me!"In her daze, Celeste heard the voice and paused, her mind in a fog."Da…Damon?""Yes, it's me. Don't be afraid." His voice was gentle as he held her tightly in his arms.Realizing it was Damon, Celeste felt a wave of relief wash over her. She instinctively nestled closer to his chest, her head resting against his heart. "Take me away… take me to the hospital.""Does your head hurt?" Damon quickly checked the bump on her head from when she hit the table.Celeste used all her strength to shake her head. "Take me to the hospital. I've been drugged."In her current state, Damon was an irresistible temptation to her, and she didn't know how much longer she could hold out.Damon'
Celeste's mind was completely overtaken by the drug. Her thoughts were a muddled mess, and her actions were driven purely by instinct. Her cheeks burned, her entire body aflame with heat. Despite unbuttoning her shirt down to her stomach, she found no relief and grew increasingly desperate, tears welling up in her eyes."Damon, help me," she pleaded, clutching his right arm and pressing herself against him.Damon's arm, held tightly by Celeste, felt unnaturally rigid."Stop," Damon rasped, his voice hoarse. His jaw was clenched, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.Suddenly, he felt like a romcom hero being relentlessly seduced by the heroine.Celeste didn't need to say much; just pressing against him and saying, "Damon, help me," was enough to break his resolve.Perhaps if Damon's heart was clear of desire, it would allow to overcome his temptations. But his heart was filled with Celeste, the very ghost haunting his desires."Damon," Celeste called out, her voic
Nicholas knew how much Damon treasured Celeste, so he specially selected the most expensive antidote and brought over the best medical personnel, waiting nervously at the hospital until the early hours of the morning. But Damon never showed up. Eventually, unable to hold out any longer, Nicholas called him.The phone rang until it disconnected without an answer. Nicholas, usually quick-witted, suddenly had a lapse in judgment. Could something have happened? The fact that Celeste had been drugged was already a serious matter. In a moment of panic, he called Celeste directly.This time, someone answered."Nicholas, can you stop being so annoying?" It was Damon's voice, strained and clearly frustrated.In that instant, Nicholas had a flash of insight and suddenly understood."Alright, you better carry on," he said hurriedly, hanging up. He then waved to the medical staff who had been dragged to the hospital for the emergency. "You can all go home and get some rest."Afterward, he
After teasing her, Damon let out a, "Hmmm," seemingly mocking Celeste."Well... the situation was unique. People under the influence of drugs aren't fully in control of their actions," Celeste stammered, trying to explain."Oh?" Damon raised an eyebrow, his expression clearly beckoning her to continue what she was saying.Realizing his amusement, Celeste felt a mix of shame and anger. Her face lost some of its redness, and she started speaking without thinking."We've slept together before. You're the one being overly dramatic. Do you think being with me is a loss? We're both adults. Who are you trying to fool with this act?"If you're so worried about being taken advantage of, maybe you should buy a chastity belt. That'll keep everyone away!" she retorted. Her words were harsh, despite it being her who had clung to Damon. Now she was turning the tables, calling him dramatic.Surprisingly, Damon remained unbothered. He just smiled and let her vent.Celeste, realizing she was b
"Alright, you're not just putting on a show. You're deeply in love." Damon smirked as he reached over to fasten Celeste's seatbelt.If his meticulous investigation over the past few days was correct, he could already confirm that Sebastian's orientation was not what he felt toward Celeste. Although Damon felt jealous at the thought of Sebastian being Celeste's nominal husband, he found this fact easier to accept now.Celeste was still confused and regretting what had just happened. When she saw Damon approaching, she inexplicably panicked."What's up?" she asked with a slightly guilty tone.Damon pulled her seatbelt over and fastened it, teasing, "I'm fastening your seatbelt. What else did you think? Did you think I was going to kiss you?"Celeste was speechless. She frowned disapprovingly at him. "Damon, is this matter going to be swept under the rug?"Only then did Damon kindly let her go. He suppressed his smile and looked straight ahead as he drove out of the car park.They