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Chapter Twenty-Seven
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2024-10-29 19:42:56She traced the hair on his chest using her index finger as Vincent's left hand is caressing her arm in a most sensual way that gives her goosebumps. Her head is resting on his chest, listening to every beat of his heart—it was calm, as well as his every breathing.
"I love feeling your skin against mine," he whispered. She closed her eyes as his calloused hand traveled to her neck and back to her arm.
"I want to forget everything... I want to be with you and think about just being with you," she whispered against his chest.
"Then don't think about anything."
She lifts her face to look at his eyes. She can't help but think about this whole thing as a dream. She can't believe that she's in Vincent's arm, staring at his eyes and just simply enjoying this precious moment with him.
He moved his hand to reach her right cheek. He moved his thumb, caressing it gently as if she was a fragile thing that he might hurt in just a simple move.
"But y
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"I think you should change your clothes, it's too revealing," Vincent said as he was leaning against the door with eyes examining Celestine's body as she was in front of the mirror looking at herself.She is wearing a v-neck crochet crop top and high waist wide leg knit pants. She also paired it with her white stiletto. It was not too revealing like how Vincent pictured it to be so she rolled her eyes."Nope, it's not revealing it's perfectly fine," she said, spraying an expensive perfume all over her body. She was surprised to see her things that she left in the hotel properly arranged in Vincent's room after they had their breakfast. She did not bother asking because obviously Vincent asked his men to pick her things in the hotel while she's peacefully sleeping a while ago."I can see your boob cheek from here. How come it's not revealing?""C'mon, it's just a little skin, Vincent. It's a big deal. I don't want to change, I'm tired so let me just wear t
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Celestine remained silent as she was watching Vincent unbuckling his seatbelt. She averted her gaze to him and look outside of the car.The gate of their mansion is what she saw. She almost had forgotten what her home looks like in months of being away. As she was gazing upon the huge gate of their mansion she can't help but remember the last time she had entered it."You alright?" he asked as her silence become deafening for him. They were fine earlier until they are getting near Oakmont's mansion."Yeah, I just can't believe that I'm here again. That I'm in front of our mansion that once I thought I won't be able to see again," she said with eyes still staring at their mansion gate."I'm sorry for keeping you away from home," he said as he was too staring at the gate.The mansion looks a bit abandoned now. The guardhouse is empty, dry leaves are lying in front of the gate and the gate's color is starting to fade. As she was staring at the mansion
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"Boss," everyone greeted in the chorus as they saw Vincent enter. He doesn't really have the intention of disturbing the last time Celestine will have with her father but an hour had passed and she was still not going out so he decided to get inside to know what was taking her too long to come out.He put his hands on his pocket as he stopped walking. "Where is Celestine?" he asked with a straight eye, not looking at anyone in particular.The associates started to make eye contact to subtly ask questions of who will going to answer Vincent's question, knowing that their boss did not ask a particular person.Vincent hovered his gaze to the associates, giving each of them a death glare that was enough to make their legs tremble. Almost every one of them swallowed as Vincent's gaze meet their eyes."Answer my fucking question. Where is Celestine?!" he shouted that making almost all of the associates jump a little to where they are standing."S-She's u
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"Is everyone at their rightful places?" he asked while fixing his collar in front of the mirror."Mr. Mogilevich, everyone's at their rightful place now and the car is also ready," said one of his associates."Good. Where is Victor?""He will just meet you at the event, Mr. Mogilevich."He raised one of his eyebrows. "He called?"The associate nodded his head. "Yes, Mr. Mogilevich. He also reminded that you shouldn't be late and you must attend the after-party.""Send him a message that I don't want to go to the after-party. I have better things to do."The door abruptly opens. Even with his eyes closed, Venedict knew who was the person who did that. It was none other than his brother, Victor."If I say you'll attend the after-party, you will," Victor said before standing next to him.He looked at his brother and examined his look. He cleared his throat and once again look at himself in the mirror."Your suit look
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"If you have further questions or want to discuss any of it in more detail, we can meet privately," Venedict says with professionalism in his voice. He checked his wristwatch and almost curse out loud when he figured out that he was already twenty minutes late for the event.He wasn't expecting an hour of meeting but it is what was happening and he's not happy about it. The discussions went well, they've agreed about the furniture, structures, and also had estimated the materials that will be needed and how much everything will cost.So far, Venedict must say that everything's going according to how he pictured it to his mind when he was just planning the whole thing and not telling a single soul about it. The meeting is long yet Venedict enjoyed exchanging ideas with everyone present in the board meeting that he also lost track of the time.He once again glances at his wristwatch. "For now, I'll just
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The 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.C
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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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"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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"Clean the cell, leave no trace of his blood there, burn the gun, his clothes, and his apartment," Vincent authoritively said as he was washing his hands on the sink. His men immediately nodded his head after hearing what his boss had said. They were having a good time talking while eating until they heard a gunshot coming inside of the cell. Everything happened so fast that the the only thing they know was thinking that their boss had planted a bullet in Kingston's head but it wasn't what they are expecting because when they go to see the cell, it was Kingston who is holding their boss' gun. "What the fuck are you still doing here? Didn't you hear what I asked you to do?!" Vincent shouted when he noticed that the associate is still standing next to him like an idiot. Vincent's shout was enough for the associate to get back to his senses and get out of the bathroom and do what his boss asked him to do. Vincent closed his eyes firmly and threw his head back while he is clenching
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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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Celestine stopped walking as soon as she figured out that Saoirse is no longer following her. She turned around to see what her manager was doing and she found her a bit far from where she is with a devilish smile. At first, she is hesitant to call her attention but then she remembered why somehow she wanted to have this conversation with her manager. "Hey! Everything's fine?" she asked loudly, making sure that despite the distance between them she will still be able to hear her. Saoirse who was startled by her voice immediately composed herself, remove the devilish smile on her face, and act as if she had done nothing wrong then she jogged towards Celestine's direction. "Sorry, I just had to reply to that important text message," she explained as soon as she reached Celestine's side. "Anyways, I know a place here where we can talk privately." What Saoirse just said made Celestine's eyebrow raise. She's not in her manager's side for months now unlike before that they are usually t
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"Good morning, Miss," the maid greeted as soon as she opened her eyes. Last night, she wasn't able to sleep. She doesn't know if it is about the temperature or is it about the idea that Vincent and her isn't fine. But between the two, she choose to believe that it is because of the room temperature. "W-What time is it already?" she asked as she was helping herself to sit on the bed. The windows in her room is open yet the sunlight is not hurting her skin, giving her an idea that she woke up early today. She looked at the maid confusedly. Maids are not allowed to enter the room, not just her room but in any room without asking for permission that she is confused for why the maid is inside of her room the moment she open her eyes. Even though she wants to point out about the maid tresspassing inside of her room she just decided to shrug the idea off. She wanted to start her morning in a good mood since she slept with a heavy heart last night so instead of scolding the maid she just p
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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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Celestine hit her shoulder when she felt a mosquito pinching bite. Its blood was on her palm. It's dead. She grimaced, disgusted by the blood that is on her palm. She looked away from her it and wipe it on the hem of her t-shirt. The blood in her palm is something that doesn't freak her out anymore like she used to. Seeing blood anywhere becomes a normal scenario for her ever since she met Vincent. She glance in her palm and even though the blood wasn't there anymore, she can still see it; her hands that is covered by blood. She closed her eyes firmly to keep herself calm but instead of avoiding the idea that her mind had made up for her, she smell the blood. She can smell it. Blood that almost smells like hers, the scent that she's been trying to get out of her system. That smell, it was so familiar. A shovel suddenly entered her mind. The dried red stain in the shovel is what brings her back to the past that she's been trying to get off of her mind but couldn't. "Miss, are
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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
