"No," Vincent firmly said before he got up from his seat and walked towards the bedside table to get the brown paper bag that he put there when he entered Celestine's hospital room. Inside the paper bag is a wooden lunch box that contains slices of fruits with vegetable fried rice, sliced boiled eggs, and sausages.
It took him a couple of minutes before answering Celestine. He's undecided. That was his plan; to get rid of Celestine as his way of protecting her against his father and to his enemies but now that it comes from her mouth, everything that he planned vanished to his mind and the only word he can utter is: no.
He doesn't have enough time to prepare everything that's why he did the easiest food to cook. Nicholas and he stopped by a restaurant owned by his friend when while on the road, he decided to make something for Celestine. He used the restaurant kitchen with permission from his friend.
"P-Please, let me go now..." Celestine said that Vincent do
"It's a deal," said the old man in his expensive suit as he extend his hand to Vincent for a handshake.Vincent stood from his seat and accepted the old man's hand. He heard a lot about the old man and closing a deal to him is such a privilege."You're a smart kid," the old man said after the handshake. "Businessmen your age did not become successful because of a woman. I'm in hopes that you don't belong to those stupid d*cks."Vincent sit on his chair again and lit a cigarette. "The business talk is done now eh?"The old man chuckled before he sat on the chair again. He was both intrigued and delighted to finally meet the famous son of Venedict Mogilevich. He heard a couple of interesting things about the man and at a young age, he had achieved a lot."I heard things about you," he said in an attempt to open a topic.Vincent blew smoke. "I hope what you heard are good things.""I heard good and bad. However, I'm the type of person wh
JUST IN: An unidentified man was found dead inside the elevator of Romero's hospital this afternoon. According to the authorities and forensic team, he received more than ten stabbed all over his body, particularly his lower abdomen. It is also stated that the killer only uses one knife to do a crime. Furthermore, the knife was found inside the trash bin inside the hospital. As of the moment, the authorities are doing their best to find the culprit and to identify the name of the man who got murmured. For more updates please check— Kingston turned off the television then he suck on his cigarette. It's been hours since he committed the crime and yet, the news just reported it now. He was tremendously disappointed that it took the authorities hours before they tie the knot of the crime that he did. Hiding the crime wasn't his intention, he wanted to broadcast it and give warning to certain people that he knew will be getting the message he wants to convey by h
"Just wait, Celestine. He'll be back, like what he promised," Celestine murmured as she was playing with her fingers that is lying on her lap.It's been hours since Vincent had left her inside of the hospital room and until now, he's still not coming back yet. As much as she wanted to get out of the room and find him, she can't for she doesn't want to anger Vincent by not following what he said.A while ago, the heavy footsteps from outside and the nurses hysterically talking about what happened to wake her up. She was left dumbfounded when she heard what happened and see one of Vincent's men, that is guarding her room against the outside crying and screaming, struggling to get out of the security team holding him back to stay in one place.Despite being weak, she try her very best to walk and see the crime scene and found Vincent's man lying on the opened elevator, bathing in his blood. She remembered cupping her mouth in an attempt to stop herself from vomitin
"You're my wife, Sophia.""No, no, no, it's impossible." She let out an awkward chuckle then she let go of Vincent's hand. "I'm going out. Thanks for the treat but I have to go now."She gets out of her seat and stands up. However, when she was about to walk out of their table, he stopped her by grabbing her wrist. He's holding it firmly with his calloused cold hand. As he was holding her wrist, the fear of losing her came back to him all over again. For a moment, he doesn't want to let go of her hand, he simply just couldn't afford to see her walk away again."No, please stay. I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that" he apologized with his hand not letting go of her wrist, not giving her a chance of going away."I'm sorry but this whole thing is making me uncomfortable. I don't know if what you're saying is true or not, but even so, I don't want to know the answer. I'm fine with my life now. I don't want to remember anything from the past so I'm sorry...
"I want to eat ice cream and go out to see the moon," Celestine answered when Jacob asked her what she wants.Being inside of the cold, pale hospital room for hours, doing nothing makes her sick even more so she needed to do something that is out of it, even just for an hour or a couple of minutes."I'll just get a wheelchair for you, Miss Celestine," he said before going out of the room.Jacob had been nothing but a professional bodyguard to her. He only talks when she's asking him and after that, he'll eventually leave her room. Unlike, Vladimir before. She took a deep breath before adjusting the height of the bed that slowly moved upward for her to look somewhat sitting on the bed.In her mind, Vladimir is someone she just met and had a special bond with. Until now, she still can't accept the fact that he is her brother. It's just difficult for her to accept it—that her mother cheated that's why she was born.She stares blankly at the ceil
Deafening silence welcomed them as they entered the bleak hallway of the mafia organization building. The hallway is devoid of cheeriness as if every corner they're walking through also grieves for the death of Carter. Each one of them emerged a candle from their sleeves and eventually lit them. The sorrow in their hearts will forever be with them with the thoughts of Carter, and also for the lives of other men that were taken away too early.Carter's body arrived just an hour before the men were asked to come. Surprisingly, more than ten men were guarding the whole place which they're not familiar with.First in the line to see the body is Nicholas. Behind him were three men, supporting his balance. After what happened, Nicholas had been silent. He never speaks after fighting the security guards to let him see Carter's body. In the end, he got tired and just let his frustration out by punching the wall of the hospital.He's not in a good condition—his eye
It's been minutes since he asked one of his men to track down the location of the call earlier and until now, his man hasn't called him back yet. He tapped his fingers to the steering wheel, extending his patience. He'd been driving with no place in mind ever since he received the call. He can't relax but he needs to calm down. Celestine needs him and if he let his emotions and his desire to save her immediately get in his way, he wouldn't be able to save her properly.After all the things that happened, he learned one thing and that is to not be impulsive. His impulsiveness is what brought Celestine with him in the first place, and also the main reason why everything after her becomes chaotic that resulting in the deaths of his men that could've not happened only if he wasn't too stupid and impulsive before.After another minute of driving, finally, he decided to stop his car and parked it temporarily, while he's waiting for his man to call him back with the location
Kingston had lost count of how many times his fists meet the rough wall that is in front of him. He leaned against the wall and sat on the pavement while catching his breath. His hands are also resting on the pavement as it painted it crimson. His mind is filled with the thoughts of Celestine and how scared she is of him. As of now, he's certain that Vincent is already searching the whole building just to find her. He's wrong. Sophia is no longer the woman that Vincent would do everything to save. It was no longer her. It was now Celestine. He inhaled deep and closed his eyes for a moment. If Vincent will find Celestine, which is impossible for him to not find, Kingston was sure that Celestine will speak about him and he couldn't wait for Vincent to know that he's still alive. "Look who's here," someone said to three men behind him after putting the garbage bag down while looking at Kingston. Kingston opened his eyes and look at them. He chuckled and
"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
"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
"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
"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
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
"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
"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
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
"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