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Chapter Twenty-Eight
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2024-10-29 19:42:56The clicking sound of keys as Vincent hastily tries to find the right key to the padlock sounds like a wind chime to Celestine, slowly swaying her back to the past where she first tried to open her father's room.
She could still remember the time when thunderstorms keep her awake at night and all she could do was to hug the pillow that was her father's birthday gift to somehow make herself safe inside of her room. And she will count one to ten while saying her prayers out loud for someone to knock on her room's door and before she could even finish counting, she will hear a knock and to her surprise, it has always been her father checking up on her.
Those memories she had with her father will forever be in her heart.
Vincent stopped trying to open the door and glanced at Celestine for a moment. She looked stunned and not in herself. Her eyes never left the padlock even though he had stopped what he was doing. He reached her hand and squeezed it tightly.
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"I don't know what you're trying to say, Bonifacio," he replied calmly. It's been years since he last saw Bonifacio. He did not change at all, except for the white strands in his hair. If he only knew that Bonifacio is also invited to this event he shouldn't have come. "I want to talk this matter privately, Venedict," he said as he put both of his hands inside of his pocket. "I believe there's nothing for us to talk about so please excuse me for I have more important things to do." Bonifacio chuckled. "Oh c'mon, Venedict. Don't act as if you are trying to hide something." "I'm not hiding anything from you," he firmly stated. All of a sudden, Bonifacio's face darkened. "You are hiding my son." Venedict's jaw clenched. "Vincent is my son. You better watch your words." "I am watching mine, Venedict. But are you watching yours? Don't make a fool of yourself. Both of us knew that your wife never loved you—" Venedict
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No one dared to speak. If crickets were present, it might be the only thing they would be hearing. The idea of marriage never crossed her mind. And now that it did, she doesn't think she's ready for that. "What? You don't want to marry me?" he asked, his eyes still on her. It was not his intention to say it out loud but he already did. She bit her lower lip. "It's not that I don't want to marry you." He put his phone back in his pocket then he folded his arms against his chest. Celestine is not facing him; she's staring at the garden. "Then what is it?" he asked, desperate for answers. He doesn't have any plans of proposing but he wants to marry Celestine but it doesn't mean that he will make a move to make it happen this early. He's aware that they just started getting to know each other and they're in the process of just enjoying things between them. He's not the kind of a guy who wants to ruin things by rushing them. But Celestine is acting
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"Are you hungry?" Celestine asked Vincent as she was putting all of the beers out of the fridge and putting them on the bucket that has water. The beers were hard as stones so she put them on the bucket of water so they melt down a bit.She just realized that the day Vincent took her away was the only time when all of the maids left the mansion. The fridge is still on, as well as the aircon, the lights, everything."Nope, I'm not hungry," Vincent answered."I can cook for you. I'm hungry. But if you're full I'll just cook for myself—""Give me some."She smiles. "I thought you're not hungry?""Yes I'm not but I want to taste what will you cook."She rolled her eyes and closed the fridge. "Okay, let me find some available ingredients here first."Celestine opened the cabinets and the refrigerator again. The vegetables she only find were carrots, canned corns, ham, and eggs. They put them all out and she tries to find rice.
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Venedict had emptied his bottle of champagne yet he was still sober enough to clench his fist in thoughts of Bonifacio. He knew that there would be a time when crossing paths with Bonifacio is inevitable but he wasn't expecting to see him at the event, for Bonifacio is never fond of events, most especially of after-parties. And until now, he's still thinking of possible reasons why Bonifacio was there."Give me another bottle of champagne," he said to one of his men that answered him with a simple nod before walking towards his champagne collection.He put a cigarette in between his lips and lit it. He immediately sucks smoke and lets it out to his nostrils. As the smoke invaded his body the memories from the past come rushing back to him like smoke that did not get out of his body and possibly he will never get rid of.Losing up his tie has always been the first thing he does he step his foot on the doorstep of their house. Tonight is like those usual nights ex
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Bonifacio put his phone down and sat on his swivel chair again entirely dismayed that Vincent refuse to see him tonight. He couldn't wait to get his son and tell Venedict how stupid he is to keep the son of his wife from another man. "What happened?" Kingston who was comfortably sitting on the couch asked. Bonifacio turned his swivel chair to face Kingston that he had forgotten that was still in his office. He intertwined his hands and rest both of his elbows on the table as his eyes focused on Kingston. Even though the man has already introduced himself, waves of doubts for the man come rushing to Bonifacio. He's not stupid enough to trust a man who he doesn't know. "He refused to meet me," he simply answered. Kingston nodded his head. "As expected, he wouldn't accept your invitation because of Celestine." "Celestine, Celestine, Celestine," Bonifacio said moving his swivel chair to place the busy city again of Italy. "I've heard her n
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Celestine uncontrollably yawned. She was sitting on Vincent's lap for almost an hour now but Vincent never did complain about it. He just let her sit on his lap like she's a weightless paper that would never numb his legs.He gently squeezed her hip. His right hand was resting on her hip the entire time to support her balance. Her curves made it easy for him to stay his hand on it without feeling restless or making his arm sleep."You want to sleep now?" he asked softly. He look at her as the wind danced to her hair while her hand was busy stopping it. He just couldn't stop admiring this beautiful girl in front of him.She nodded as she wipes the tears on the corner of her eyes. Her wet, daydreaming eyes were enough to make him believe that she is drowsy."Want me to carry you inside of your room?""No, I can still walk. I'm just sleeping," she answered after getting out of his lap and standing on her feet. He stood from his seat and followed Celes
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Celestine's lips curved a smile as the welcoming scent of coffee wafts through the air. Sunlight trespassed in her room through the opened curtains of the glass door and has heated her bed, making it warmer and even more comfortable to lie on. She arched her back, stretching her body by raising both of her arms to the air. She keeps her posture until her arms become numb. A loud yawn escaped from her mouth then she dropped herself to the bed again. Her eyes roamed around her room, trying to find where the coffee scent was coming from. She slowly sat on her bed and squinted her eyes to adjust her sight from the brightness of the sunlight. Vincent is not in her room. That was the first thing she had noticed. She ran her fingertips to her bed that was supposed to be Vincent's place yet he was nowhere—his place on her bed was left untouched. She gets out of bed. She wants to find Vincent. She did bother fixing herself and just go straight out of her room.
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Celestine decided to just stare blankly at the floor while still remembering what Vincent's suit smells like. She's a hundred percent sure that the perfume was owned by a woman. It was sweet with the scent of vanilla. In the middle of her thoughts, the loud ringing of the phone is what brings her back to consciousness. She gets to her feet and leaves her seat. She followed where was the sound came from and found herself walking upstairs. She walks slowly, trying her best to not make any noise. The loud ring from the phone suddenly stopped, even so, she was certain that it was Vincent's phone. When she was about to get close to her room where Vincent is resting she heard a clicking sound coming inside of her door. She ran to the other side and hide when Vincent opened the door and rest an arm on the railing. His phone was against his ear. Celestine wants to punch herself. She just realized that following where was the phone ringing was a stup
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"V-Vincent..." All she remembered was throwing the gun somewhere and she ran towards Vincent. His eyes are wide open as well as his mouth. He's not moving. She tried to wake him by touching his chest yet after minutes of sobbing and trying to save him, nothing happened. His chest is not moving, it was as if he is asleep but his eyes is open. He's not breathing anymore. "N-No, Vincent. Wake up, c-cmon... Wake up p-please," she whispered to his ear even though she knew to herself that no matter what she do, it's already too late. She hugged his body and she sobbed in his chest, hoping that it was just a bad dream even though she still can feel the intensityof the gun when she fired it. "Celestine, let's go. C'mon, you need to leave now. Any minute from now Vincent's men will come to check on what was happening here. We need to go now." Celestine looked at the woman who suddenly speak. It was Sophia. "S-Sophia..." Sophia's eyes is roaming around the mansion checking if Vincent
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"Let me go!" She had been screaming yet no one seem to hear her, they are ignoring her. She is inside of a van with five men inside, all of them are wearing masks and they are all silent. There is nothing that could be hear inside except for her screams that don't seem to bother the five men. She closed her eyes firmly and stopped trying to untie her wrists on her back for a moment. She has to remind herself that she had been in this position before, her getting kidnapped by the enemies is something that is not new for her and instead of feeling scared she should think of a way to escape from them, though it might be impossible to do that because what is the strength of a woman compared to five strong men surrounded her. "Good thing you finally get tired of screaming," the man driving the car said while he is chewing a gum. She opened her eyes. "If you think that Vincent will come to save me, you better think again. You got the wrong person. I am not Sophia, you should've taken h
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"Fuck," Kingston murmured when he tried to make a movement. His body is sore from all the punches that he had received. He doesn't know how long Vincent had been keeping him inside of the cell because he couldn't see any light from the outside. All he wanted was Vincent's men discovered a new hobby and it is to beat him up every fucking minute. He spit blood on the cold tile floor then he tried his best to move his body for him to comfortably lie on the floor. As he was trying his best to move, he is holding his breath firmly. He can endure the pain but his body needs a rest. He never felt so restless his entire life until Vincent kept him inside of the cell that makes him feel like he is visually impaired. "Fuck this," he continued cursing as he was trying his best to quicken his movement so the pain he might going to feel will be all at once yet his body is not cooperating. He can feel the tiredness of his body. Every inch of his being wants to rest yet in his mind, he keep tel
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"H-Here's your coffee." She slightly tilted the tray that she was holding. Vincent lick his lower lip and run his fingertips to his scalp. He doesn't have an idea of how he supposed to deal with her after knowing almost everything that she had done. He couldn't believe everything that is on the papers. He couldn't believe everything that Kingston said. Everything is an act of betrayal. Everything isn't true. Celestine planned it, she tried to be in control of his life and he never did question her, it also somehow his fault yet it wouldn't justify the fact that she is the mastermind. She did what she did and he wouldn't let her fall for her stupid game anymore. She might had already plan how everything is going to end for him but he will change it. He will change the ending and it is him who will have the loudest laugh in the finish line that she had prepared for him. "I didn't ask you to bring that to me." He turned his back on her then he pulled his sleeves up. She, on the othe
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"Did you already sent the letter?" The man slightly nodded his head. "Yes, Sir." "Are you sure that she will receive the letter?" "Certainly, Sir," he answered with great confidence. "Good. Go back to your work now." He rest his back on the backrest of his couch. The letter successfully sent to Celestine, he just hope that the letter reach her before Vincent get to read them. Just when he thought he can finally have his fifteen minutes break, his phone suddenly rang. He pushed himself to reach for the phone on the other side of his table. He picked it up and put the phone against his ear. "Who is this?" he asked. "How are you, Bonifacio?" said the man on the other line with a devilish smirk lingered on his lips. That voice, he knows that voice very well, he know it so well that he immediately recognized the person calling. "Venedict," he said. Venedict chuckled. "Guess you still remember me." He clenched his jaw tightly. They haven't heard anything from Venedict sinc
