CELESTINAThe cold edge of my knife rested against Sevastian Ortega’s throat, hanging like a sharp edge enough to draw blood. His dark, soulless eyes stared down at me with the kind of contempt that made my skin crawl. But I didn’t flinch, I couldn’t, not in front of a man like him. He’s a tyrant wrapped in charm, a devil in diguised. If I showed even the slightest hint of weakness, I knew he would shatter me into pieces. “What the hell are you plotting?” I demanded, my voice sharp and steady despite the knot tightening in my gut. Sevastian didn’t answer right away. He just stood in front of me calmly, as if the knife at his neck was nothing more than a toy that cannot threaten his life. I hate it. I hate how composed he is while I am infuriating with rage. His dark brown eyes bore through me, making a hole in the depths of my soul.I saw his tongue poke his cheek before he spoke. “Marriage.” His deep baritone voice suddenly echoed to my ears. I blinked. For a second, I t
CELESTINA It’s my wedding day and everyone was looking forward to the union between the two families who used to be enemies. The two families which were divided by hatred and bloodshed, is now to be sealed in the most ironic way, a marriage. They say I’m the fortunate one, the golden child of Carson, the girl destined for grandeur. But behind closed doors, the truth is ugly. My father sees me as nothing more than a pawn—a perfectly sculpted vase to be placed on display, traded for his insatiable thirst for power.Not long ago, I was married into the Savelli family, standing at the altar with Hector, a man I once believed would protect me. But promises turn hollow when betrayal strikes. Hector’s deception cut through me like a blade, and as quickly as I became his wife, I was cast aside. After my father knew what happened, he immediately came to the Savelli and annulled our marriage, leaving behind whispers of scandal and eyes full of judgment.When our marriage dissolved as qu
SEVASTIANI tightened my hold on her waist as we moved down the aisle, my eyes scanning the crowd briefly before glancing down at Celestina. Her head was tilted slightly upward, her expression one of pure bridal serenity a great facade to fool everyone. "You might enjoy this a little too much,” I murmured under my breath, just loud enough for her. My lips curled in a smirk, though I didn’t bother looking at her face.Her reply came soft and sweet, coated in mockery. “And you might find yourself wishing you’d chosen someone weaker.”Her words sent a flicker of amusement through me, unexpected but not unwelcome. I let out a low laugh, one I didn’t bother to mask. It blended perfectly with the cheers of our audience. “Oh, I chose perfectly, amore. Weakness isn’t entertaining.”Her smile sharpened, and I caught the gleam in her eyes, dangerous and intoxicating. She leaned in just enough to keep her tone private. “Good. Because I don’t intend to bore you, I only mean to destroy you.”
CELESTINA We finally reach the reception which is being held in Esperanza. As we stepped into the mansion, the crisp clicks of my heels against the polished marble echoed louder than any word spoken. Ortega’s men stood like statues on the left side, their cold, assessing eyes fixed on my every move. On the right, my father’s men mirrored their stance, exuding equal intensity. Sevastian and I climbed the sweeping staircase to the second floor, our steps synchronized but worlds apart.At the top, a heavy oak door greeted us, flanked by men who opened it upon our arrival. Inside, two imposing figures sat on opposite ends of a long mahogany table. Between them lay a contract, a simple piece of paper that shows the union of the two families. I strode to my father’s side, my shoulders squared and head held high. Sevastian moved with the same calculated confidence, settling beside Emilio Ortega. Without any word, Sevastian picked up the contract, his sharp gaze scanning the terms.A
SEVASTIANThe weight of the gun that points at my chest makes my body feel tense not because of fear that gripped me but it was the fascination that I felt. My wife stood before me like a storm who’s ready to destroy everything, the unyielding fire in eyes did not waver, her aim was steady as if one wrong move she would pull the trigger. However, I am not afraid that she will do something. I am confident that she needs me. I leaned against the table, crossing my arms with casual confidence. “If you were trying to impress me, mi esposa, I have to admit, it’s working.”Her sharp eyes narrowed, “I’m not here to impress you, Sevastian. I’m here to make it clear. I’m not yours to control.”The defiance in her voice stirred something primal in me, a challenge I hadn’t expected but found myself eager to meet. “Is that what you think this is?” I asked, tilting my head slightly. “A battle for control?”She stepped closer, the cold steel in her hand is still fixed. “It’s not a battle, it’s
CELESTINA My patience was already thin, and was wearing down to nothing. Sevastian Ortega, my so-called husband, lounged against the edge of the table with the same cocky smirk plastered on his face. It was as if he was enjoying every second of our conversation, not minding that if I pulled this trigger, he would turn into a corpse. The room was suffocating, not from the tension in the air but from the infuriating presence of the man standing before me.“Are you going to agree to the terms, Sevastian?” I demanded, my tone crisp. The gun in my hand trembled but not from fear, it trembled in irritation that any minute I could kill this man in front of me. Despite the threat, he still didn't flinch, as if I was a joke to him. If anything, his smirk widened, his dark eyes gleaming with amusement. “Aren’t you tired pointing that gun at me, mi esposa?” He jeered, his voice dripping with honeyed disdain.“What’s next? You shoot me because I don’t sign a piece of paper?” He added. My
SEVASTIANThe door clicked shut behind Celestina, her scent lingering faintly in the air, a mix of sweetness and fire that matched her perfectly. I stood there for a moment, my hand instinctively brushing through my hair in frustration.What the hell just happened?She had pushed me, teased me, toyed with me,and somehow walked out of here like she was the one in control. Most people wouldn’t dare to breathe the wrong way around me, let alone pull half the stunts like she just did. Yet, Celestina didn’t flinch, not once.And for some reasons I couldn’t fully explain, I found myself smiling.She’s different, I thought, almost amused. Bold, defiant and reckless. She wasn’t afraid of me, not in the slightest and it was damn infuriating, thrilling and maybe a little dangerous.As my mind churned over her parting words, the door swung open abruptly, jolting me from my thoughts. I straightened, my expression immediately shifting to its usual cold mask.My father, Emilio, strode into the
CELESTINA When I left the room and gave my idiotic father a signal that the deal would be successful, his annoying prideful look ruined my day. As much as possible, I don’t want to spend any more minute in this fucking place so I head out first in the exit. As I stepped out of the mansion, a sleek black car park in front of me. The driver is one of Sevastian’s men,I looked at him and he seemed reluctant to even open the door for me. His hesitation was amusing, but I wasn’t in the mood for patience.I arched a brow at him, and that was all it took. Without another word, he scrambled to follow my silent command. I wasn’t their boss, but I was someone they couldn’t afford to ignore.When I told him where to take me, his eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly masked it with a respectful nod.The drive here had been quiet, the tension between myself and Sevastian still clinging to my skin like an unshakable shadow. But now, standing at the threshold of his home, I let myself take
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
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
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
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
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
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 whispering into her ear I slowly pulled away, savoring the sight of her flushed cheeks. A smirk tugged at my lips. Celestina’s amber eyes full of bright, and alluring glared at me with a mixture of irritation. And behind those emotions, there is something else she was trying desperately to hide.But I know that one day, whatever secret she may hide. I will certainly uncover it, but for now… I’ll play along with her plan. If she desperately wants my trust, I’ll give it to her under the disguise that I truly believe her, even if it's not. It’s hard to trust anyone, especially if she’s the daughter of the enemy. Right now, I want to have fun with her little scheme, looking further what she can offer if I shattered her dreams completely. “Well…” I let the word hang in the air, my gaze drinking her in as I paused intentionally. “Can you handle a devil like me, mia cara?”Her delicate brows furrowed in irritation, the lines adding to her allure rather than diminishing
CELESTINA Every warning Sevastian threw my way felt like a knife pressing against my throat. I wasn’t immune to his wrath, no matter how hard I tried to hide it. His gaze, sharp and unrelenting, felt like it was carving holes into me, stripping away every layer of my confidence. My body trembled beneath my calm exterior, but I refused to let it show. Fear wouldn’t save me. Suddenly, Leo’s face flashed in my mind, his innocent smile, and his genuine trusting eyes. My father’s voice echoed like a curse, threatening to use the boy as a pawn in his twisted schemes. I wouldn’t let it happen, I couldn't. I momentarily stared at Sevastian, he was the devil himself. A ruthless, cold, and dangerous mafia. And if selling my body and soul to him meant getting control over the Ortega operation and protecting Leo, then I’d gladly make that deal.Death didn’t scare me as much as the thought of Leo’s future in my father’s hand.Sevastian leaned back slightly, his piercing stare locked on me,
SEVASTIAN Celestina stepped closer, her slender fingers touching the ropes binding my wrists. I watched her warily, the fire in her dark eyes a warning. She was about to loose the knot when she suddenly froze, her movements came to halt as if second thoughts whispered in her ear. Slowly, she straightened, creating a purposeful distance between us. “I was about to free you,” She spoke evenly, her tone calm yet charged with quiet authority. “But then I realized, what guarantee do I have that you’ll actually behave, mio caro?” Her words hung in the air like a challenge. I glared at her, my eyes narrowing into sharp slits as she stood there calm and unshaken, that made my blood boil. Her presence felt like a taunt, every inch of her radiating confidence while I sat helpless. I yanked against the restraints, my wrists aching as the bonds dug into my skin. My muscles tensed with the effort, and the ropes dug into my skin, burning as I fought them, but I didn’t care. Pain didn’t m