CELESTINAMy chest heaved The moment Sevastian left the room, I released the breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. slightly as the tension began to dissipate, but my thoughts remained clouded with unease. Sevastian wasn’t the type to forgive and forget not after what I’d done. He was a man who always got what he wanted, one way or another. The glint in his eyes earlier wasn’t just anger, it was full of calculation and hiding some scheme. I sat on the edge of the bed, letting my mind race with the possibilities.Was he plotting revenge? Perhaps something subtler but just as devastating? Knowing him, he wouldn’t simply let this slide. I hated how unpredictable he could be. It kept me on edge, constantly wondering what his next move might be.Deciding I needed a moment to clear my head, I made my way to the adjoining bathroom. The warm light inside provided a strange comfort. I turned on the faucet, letting the water run until it steamed. Stripping out of my clothes, I stepped in
SEVASTIANAfter leaving the room, I headed straight to the kitchen. I need to refresh my mind and body. Damn it. The heat of her body still burns on my chest, a fucking reminder I can’t shake. But I shove it aside, burying the fire she lights in me, no matter how much it scorches I must control my libido. Opening the refrigerator, I grabbed a bottle of cold water, unscrewed the cap, and took a long, refreshing drink. The chill didn’t do much to cool the heat still simmering in my chest.While savoring the coolness of the water. I sensed Celestina’s presence like an electric charge in the air that makes my body go wild. Especially down my waist. She had no idea how many times I fuck her in my mind. How I patiently waited for her to wake up, so that I could see her beautiful eyes full of contempt whenever she looked at me. I felt every move she made but she didn’t say a word. But I knew she was there, watching me.Without turning around, I broke the silence. "Hungry?" I asked, re
SEVASTIANAs Celestina walked away, her scent lingered, stirring something primal inside me. Even as I finished my sandwich, her image refused to leave my thoughts. She had a way of haunting every corner of my mind. Her alluring body, her sharp tongue, and the fire in her eyes that tells me that she would kill me makes my heart race with excitement. Celestina was a gorgeous woman that every demon like me wants to worship her, she’s like a Goddess with a perfect sculpture body. Her bust was enormous, her waist was thin and perfect on my big hands, and that cheeky butt of hers that I wanted to slap to hear her cry made my blood boil. In our dark merciless world, she stood out like a forbidden bloom among thorns. Every man wanted her, craved to own her, including me, desired to possess her.But now she was mine.Her beauty wasn’t just physical, it radiated in her whole system that made every man obsessed to have her. Every time I remember her striking amber eyes, delicate yet strong
CELESTINAThe moment I caught the smirk on Sevastian’s face, my irritation surged. His flirtatious remarks and the way his gaze lingered on me it was suffocating. I wasn’t naive. I’d seen that look in countless men before him. Lust, greed, desire. He was no different, no matter how much he masked it with his suave charm and devilish grin.What frustrated me most was his restraint facade. He hadn’t pushed the boundaries, not entirely, and that made me uneasy.Men like Sevastian didn’t hesitate to take what they wanted, so why was he holding back? It’s impossible out of kindness, that wasn’t in his nature. No, he may be plotting for something, and I needed to figure out what before it was too late.For now, my focus had to remain on Leo. Until I knew that child was safe, I wouldn’t let Sevastian break me. He could leer, smirk, and toy with me all he wanted but wouldn’t falter.I turned sharply on my heel, ready to leave the room and his maddening presence behind, but before I could t
CELESTINA I woke up, groggy and confused, to find the space beside me cold and empty. The bed’s comforter was slightly crumpled where Sevastian had been, and my mind scrambled to piece together the events of last night. How did I manage to fall asleep in his arms? A shiver of irritation pricked my skin as I pushed the memory aside and sat up.The first thing that caught my eye was the black silk dress hanging on the armchair across the room. My brows knitted together. He had prepared clothes for me? Typical Sevastian, always trying to exert control over even the smallest details. I glanced around, but he was nowhere to be seen. Without dwelling on it further, I slipped out of bed and headed straight to the bathroom.The warm water cascading over my skin was a relief, washing away the remnants of last night’s turmoil. After drying off, I reached for the dress. The fabric was luxurious, hugging my curves snugly as I slipped it on. However, when I tried to fasten the tie at the back
SEVASTIAN As soon as Celestina stormed out of the room, I couldn’t stop the chuckle that escaped me. She was both like a fire who can burn me to death at the same time an ice Queen for treating me cold. However, her reactions were endlessly entertaining. “Afraid of getting penetrated, mia cara?” I muttered under my breath, the smirk on my lips refusing to fade.I was about to follow her when my phone buzzed in my pocket. Glancing at the screen, I saw Hector’s name flashing. “What is it?” I asked as I answered.“Boss,” Hector began, his tone sharp and efficient. “After the announcement about your wife, it’s not just our men who’ve shown interest. Every organization under Ortega’s influence is making moves to attend the meeting.”That wasn’t unexpected. Power plays like this stirred up attention. “Good,” I replied. “We’ll be there in a few minutes. Make sure everything is in place.” I ended the call without waiting for his response, already moving to track down Celestina.When I s
CELESTINAThe silence in the car was thick, almost suffocating, but I refused to break it first. My chest rose and fell with a quiet intensity as I kept the gun steady, the barrel still pointed at Sevastian’s most vulnerable spot. His bloodied thigh was a reminder of my resolve. He underestimated me, and that was his first mistake.The hint of a strained chuckle came from him, and I flicked my eyes to his face. That damn grin of his was still plastered there, as though he found the situation entertaining. “What a remarkable shot, mia cara,” he said, his voice deep and gravelly, tinged with the pain I’d caused. “I know you might enjoy this, but advise you not to damage the part that could bring you happiness.” He added, while emphasizing his “part.”My jaw clenched, and I couldn’t stop the scoff that escaped my lips. He had the audacity to flirt with me when he was bleeding and staring down the barrel of my gun. A very typical Sevastian, always confident, infuriating and pretty
SEVASTIAN As Celestina stepped out of the car, every movement was full of elegance and confidence, which I couldn’t take my eyes off her. The imprint of her red lipstick still burned on my cheek, a mocking reminder of her audacity. My hand brushed against the spot, and a smirk tugged at my lips. How amusing, she thought she could win this game. I adjusted my tie, still slightly disheveled from what she had done a while ago. It seems my wife has a bad habit of pulling my necktie. I wonder what she will look like if I use this to tie that slender wrist of her. My gaze suddenly shifted when I saw my men stationed around the entrance of Triton Club, turning their attention toward us. Their sharp eyes flickered to Celestina first, assessing her, then to me, scanning for any sign of problems.Their gaze lowered on my thighs, I could even see their thoughts as if I became weak after marrying Valeztina daughter. Weakness…That word was a curse in our world, and for a brief moment, I
JACK I sat in the backseat of my car, fingers tapping against the armrest, my patience thinning with every second that passed. The air inside was thick with the scent of tobacco and leather, the slow-burning cigarette in my hand smoldering between my fingers.The night was calm, deceptively so, but my instincts had been sharpened by years of this game. I knew better than to trust stillness.Then the call came.I answered without a word."Boss! Two women came and rescued Victoria! They're heading toward the shore!"I inhaled deeply, the cherry of my cigarette glowing red-hot in the dim light.Two women.I already knew who they were.A slow smirk curled on my lips."Then let them run," I said smoothly, flicking the ash off my cigarette out the window. "There are plenty of ways to get my muse."Victoria…My muse.My obsession.My fucking addiction.I could still hear her moans, the way they used to tremble between gasps, half pleasure, half defiance. She was the only woman who had ever
CELESTINAThe wheel twisted beneath my grip as I swerved the boat around, the engine roaring in protest. The waves crashed against the hull, spraying saltwater across my face, but I barely registered it.We were going back.We were going to save her.But before I could focus on the plan forming in my mind, Valeria’s voice cut through the wind.“Before I leave to save Victoria, there’s something you need to know.”Something in her tone made my stomach drop.I glanced at her from the corner of my eye. “What?”She exhaled sharply, as if bracing herself. “Victoria… she’s our biological mother.”My hands tightened around the wheel so suddenly that my knuckles ached.No.That wasn’t possible.It couldn’t be possible.The coldness spread through me, seeping into my bones. I thought—no, I assumed—that when Valeria called her “Mom,” it was just desperation, a slip of the tongue in the heat of the moment. But now…I felt my chest constrict.“Liar,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the
VALERIA‘I already knew that you already know that I was your biological mother. Please don’t tell Celestina about it—not until I finally leave.’Her words kept replaying in my mind, digging into my skull like an old, rusted knife. So she knew. She knew I had figured it out long ago, yet she still played along with her lies, pretending as if she was nothing more than our ruthless mentor, our manipulative leader.And now, she was leaving us?“Valeria! Don’t space out—keep moving! We have no time!” Victoria’s sharp voice cut through my haze as she yanked me forward, dragging me out of the house and into the night.Gunfire erupted behind us, bullets ripping through the air like vengeful spirits. The enemy was closing in, their relentless footsteps echoing against the rocky terrain.We ran.Through the dense trees, down the slope, and into the hidden cave.Inside, a speedboat sat waiting at the water’s edge, its sleek frame rocking gently against the tide. Celestina jumped in first, immed
CELESTINAA heavy silence filled the room as I stared at Victoria.I had made a promise—one that I wasn’t sure I wanted to keep. But there was something clawing at my mind, something I needed to confirm.Victoria had always been a mystery, a woman wrapped in shadows and deception. But the way she hesitated, the way her body tensed at my question—there was something more she was hiding.And I intended to find out.I took a deep breath, locking my gaze onto hers."But on one condition," I said firmly. "I will promise to take care of Valeztina if you take off your mask right now."A sharp intake of breath came from beside me."No!" Valeria’s voice cracked with something close to panic. She took a step forward, her grip tightening on her gun. "She shouldn't there must be a reason why she""Aren’t you curious what she looks like?" I interrupted, cutting her off with a quiet, piercing question.She froze.I knew Valeria. Knew how her mind worked. Knew that despite everything, she was curiou
VALERIAI kept my fist clenched so tightly my nails dug into my palm. The sting was nothing compared to the weight pressing against my chest.I hadn’t lied.But I hadn’t told the whole truth, either.I had known for a long time why the elders sold our information. I had overheard it in whispers behind closed doors, in meetings I was never meant to witness. It wasn’t just because we were dangerous, not just because Celestina could break into any system and I could take out a target without leaving a trace.No, it was because one of them—one of those power-hungry bastards—wanted control of Valeztina. And to do that, they had to remove us first.So they sold us.To him.To the man Victoria despised more than anyone.I knew who it was, knew the name that would send a chill down Celestina’s spine if I ever uttered it. But I didn’t. Because if I did, everything would change.And right now, my biggest concern wasn’t Victoria’s past.It was Celestina.She didn’t know the full extent of what w
CELESTINA Everything was too much to take in.Victoria’s sudden shift, the way she acted, the fragments of her past she was revealing, the way she seemed to know the exact taste of the lasagna I used to love none of it made sense.Lasagna had been my comfort, a reminder of warmth and safety. But when our mother, Clara, died, I stopped eating it. The mere thought of it left an ache in my chest. Yet, here it was again, tasting just the way I remembered.How?How did Victoria know?The familiarity in her touch unsettled me even more. The way her fingers combed gently through my hair, it felt like a distant memory I couldn’t place, a ghost of something I had lost long ago.And now, she was talking about leaving?It was absurd.“That…” Valeria’s voice broke through the thick silence, raw with emotion. “The one you’re protecting… is your child?”Victoria turned away from us, her arms crossing over her chest as she stared out at the endless waves of the ocean. “Yes,” she said at last, her
VALERIASo, that’s it?She’s just going to walk away?She’s going to leave everything behind? The empire, the legacy, the chaos she created and handed it over to us?My grip on the fork tightened as I glared at her, but Victoria remained infuriatingly calm, as if she had already accepted this fate long before she even spoke the words.Her mask, her composed demeanor, her gentle facade it was all too much for me to bear. “You already know, don’t you?” she said suddenly, her voice breaking through my spiraling thoughts.My breath hitched.Cold dread curled in my stomach, seeping into my veins.Did she already know?Did she know that I had been keeping this secret all along? That I knew she was our biological mother?She tilted her head, her lips curving into a smirk, eyes gleaming with something unreadable.“Do you think I wouldn’t?” she mused, her tone light, almost amused.My entire body tensed.Beside me, Celestina frowned, and confused.“What are you talking about?” she asked.Pan
CELESTINAMy teeth clenched as I forced down the surge of frustration rising inside me.Valeria was coming here.The moment Victoria had said it, a deep, unsettling feeling settled in my gut.Something was off.From the second she arrived, there was something different about her — a shift in her usual demeanor. She had never been the type to open up so easily, never one to share her past, let alone speak of death as if it were already decided.My fists curled at my sides as I glared at her back, my pulse thrumming with barely contained suspicion.Was that what she wanted? To drag us into her madness? To entangle us so deeply in her vendetta that we could never crawl our way out?The ocean breeze rustled through my hair, cool against my heated skin, but it did nothing to soothe the upsetting feeling that I felt inside me.We continued walking in silence until we reached a small, modern house nestled between the trees. It stood in contrast to the vast, untamed beauty of the coastline
VALERIA I covered my mouth with trembling fingers as tears spilled down my cheeks, my breath hitching in my throat.I didn’t know what to say and I didn’t know how I should react. Hearing those words from the very woman I had spent my entire life trying to understand why she so hated us, but suddenly telling us now that she want us to kill her? Is she fucking insane?Celestina probably still didn’t know the truth. That woman she’s talking with is our real mother.But I do, I do fucking know the truth. Before mom’s Clara's tragic death, she told me that she isn’t our biological mother but it was the woman who’s living like a ghost in Valeztina. And I certainly know who she’s talking to, because there is one woman who’s living that kind of life and earning the title of the Phantom Heiress. At first I found it absurd and I refuse to believe it. Until the day I almost thought I would die and that’s the first time the Phantom came to save me from the brink of death. She usually hides