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
SEVASTIANCelestina has no idea how close I am to snapping. She pushes every button, tests every boundary, and for what? To get a rise out of me? She doesn’t understand, can’t possibly understand the level of chaos she’s toying with.When I heard she got into that damn car, the one sent by our enemy, I thought I’d lose my mind. My chest still feels tight, the phantom echo of the panic I swallowed down the second I realized what she’d done. Does she even realize the danger she put herself in? The danger she put me in?Someone might have orchestrated the situation. And seeing how Celestina was calm, it only answered my suspicion. I’m not stupid, my mind instantly jumps to her father, Carson. The man who has been circling me like a vulture for years, looking for his chance to strike. If it’s the other mafia, they’d have used her against me. Tied her up, spilled her blood, made her a message to me. I grit my teeth, the sharp ache grounding me in the moment. It had to be her father
SEVASTIANA dull, throbbing pain radiated through my skull as I slowly open my eyes. My vision blurred for a moment, the dim light overhead casting a faint, uneven glow around the room. I groaned, my head pounding with every slight movement.Blinking to focus, I shifted and immediately felt the bite of ropes against my wrists. My hands were tied behind me, the rough fibers digging into my skin. Glancing down, I realized I was seated in a sturdy wooden chair, the legs bolted to the floor.The situation snapped into focus, and my jaw clenched as the memories flooded back. The whiskey. The kiss. Her lips.Celestina…I tested the ropes subtly, shifting my wrists against the coarse fibers binding them. However, it didn’t budge, not even a fraction. Whoever had tied me knew what they were doing. Each knot was expertly crafted, tight enough to hold me without cutting off circulation. This wasn’t the work of an amateur. It is the work of someone who is always used to this set-up, a pro.
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
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,
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
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
CELESTINAI flinched when the belt struck my thigh again, it was sharp and precise, the sting shooting through my skin like a fire. How long do I have to endure this kind of punishment? Does he really think that I will kill those two just because of his petty jealousy? “Ahh!” A soft moan escapes from my lips when he hits me. In peripheral vision, I saw him smirk when he heard my voice. With a satisfying smile on his lips, Sevastian struck me again with his leather belt. My teeth dug into my lip as I held back my gasp. His face turned dark sullen when he saw me trying to hold my breath as I accepted his madness. He loomed over me, his gaze was cold and piercing through my flesh. “I’ll give you one more chance,” he said in a low voice laced with warning. “Beg for mercy.” He added, as he grabbed my hair roughly and forced me to meet his eyes. The pain radiating from my scalp made my eyes sting, but I refused to look away. Instead of cowering, I smirked. “Why?” I asked, the wo
SEVASTIANThe belt struck her thigh with a resounding crack, and I watched as Celestina flinched, her body tightening in response. Yet, even now, even after the searing lash of leather against her skin, she didn’t cry out. Her silence was maddening and her stubbornness infuriated me beyond reason.I tightened my grip on the belt, the leather creaking under the strain of my clenched fist. The sight of her, kneeling there getting bruised yet so stubborn, ignited the fire inside me. Every strike I made was met with the same infuriating obstinacy, as if she were daring me to break her.I scoffed. She would rather endure my wrath than submit and beg for my mercy, huh?I made another lash, this time across the curve of her backside. Her breath hitched, but she bit her lip, trapping the pain behind clenched teeth. My chest heaved with the force of my rage, the storm of emotions threatening to consume me. How could she choose this? How could she willingly endure my fury, my punishment,
CELESTINAI watched Sevastian return to the couch, his movements deliberate and unhurried. When he reached it, he sank into the plush leather, his arms stretching out along the top of the couch in a posture of effortless command.He crossed one leg over the other, his gaze bearing down on me cold, detached, and utterly unreadable."Crawl to me," he commanded like a fucking sort of king.A surge of reluctance flared within me. I glared at him, as my body tense with resistance. But the glint of the gun in his hand, aimed steadily in my direction.And because of that, I erased any thought of rebelling in his commandSwallowing my pride, I lowered myself onto my hands and knees, the hard floor pressing painfully against my palms.Each movement was a struggle, my muscles protesting as I inched forward, the weight of humiliation bearing down on me.Sevastian watched me in silence, his expression inscrutable, as I made my way toward him.The room seemed to stretch endlessly, the distance betw
CELESTINAI watched Sevastian return to the couch, his movements deliberate and unhurried. When he reached it, he sank into the plush leather, his arms stretching out along the top of the couch in a posture of effortless command.He crossed one leg over the other, his gaze bearing down on me cold, detached, and utterly unreadable."Crawl to me," he commanded like a fucking sort of king.A surge of reluctance flared within me. I glared at him, as my body tense with resistance. But the glint of the gun in his hand, aimed steadily in my direction.And because of that, I erased any thought of rebelling in his commandSwallowing my pride, I lowered myself onto my hands and knees, the hard floor pressing painfully against my palms.Each movement was a struggle, my muscles protesting as I inched forward, the weight of humiliation bearing down on me.Sevastian watched me in silence, his expression inscrutable, as I made my way toward him.The room seemed to stretch endlessly, the distance bet
CELESTINAAs Sevastian turned his back and returned to the couch, I noticed a glint of metal on the table before me, a knife seemingly within reach. My heart raced as I contemplated seizing it, a desperate bid for control in this perilous situation.Summoning my resolve, I inched my hand toward the blade, my fingers trembling as I reached it. Just as I was about to grasp it, a deafening gunshot shattered the tense silence.The bullet struck the knife, sending it clattering across the floor, well beyond my reach.Startled, I snapped my gaze to Sevastian.He was now seated on the couch, one leg casually crossed over the other.In one hand, he held a revolver, its barrel still smoking; in the other, a glass of whiskey.His cold, unyielding eyes bore into mine, a chilling reminder of the man I was dealing with."Interesting," he drawled, his voice laced with mockery."You hesitate to kill Donovan, yet you don't think twice about attempting to kill your own husband."His words dripped wit
CELESTINAI must have drifted off without realizing it. The noise outside jolted me awake. Rubbing my eyes, I hurried out of the room. Agent Rivera's face was tense, and my friends Cleo, Marge, and Lilith were anxiously preparing to leave."What's happening?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.Lilith glanced at me, her expression grim. "The Ortega group is on their way. Somehow, they've discovered our location. We need to move, now."Confusion and fear twisted inside me. How could they have found us? Unless... Without wasting a moment, I inspected my clothes. There, hidden at the back, was a tiny tracking device. I cursed under my breath."Sevastian," I muttered, anger boiling within me. "He must have planted this on me."Agent Rivera's jaw tightened. "We need to evacuate immediately.""No," I said firmly. "Have your men leave. You and my friends should stay.""That's out of the question," Agent Rivera replied."Please," I insisted. "If they find us all here, none of us will b
CELESTINA I waited until I heard the heavy thud of Sevastian’s footsteps fade away as he stormed out of the apartment. A chill ran through me, but I refused to let myself break. I couldn’t afford to. Not now, that I must protect someone so important to me. The moment I was certain he was gone, I stumbled to my laptop, my hands trembling as I sat down at the desk. My body felt weak, but my mind was racing. I had to act fast. I couldn’t let Sevastian go through with this. I can’t allow Sevastian to kill Leo’s father, Donovan hasn't seen his son neither my twin sister, Velaria. I opened a new message, quickly typing in my friends' names: Lilith, Marge, and Cleo.“I need you to do everything you can to save Donovan,” I typed as quickly as my fingers would allow, my anxiety building with every word. “If possible, hide him. He can't die. Leo and Velaria need him.”I paused for a second, the weight of my words sinking in. I had never asked them for something this dangerous, but it was
SEVASTIANThe moment my hand brushed against her scar, something inside of me froze. It wasn’t just her skin beneath my touch, it was the truth that Donovan’s words are fucking right. A cold, nauseating feeling spread through me, and I felt as if the ground beneath my feet had suddenly disappeared.The scar, it was small, almost invisible to anyone who wasn’t looking for it, but it felt like a fucking betrayal.I wasn’t prepared for it. It wasn’t just the mark itself, but the realization that the woman Donovan had been searching for, the woman whose past had been tangled with his, was right in front of me, and that is my wife, Celestina. The thought of it made my blood boil, my fists tightening. My chest constricted with the fury that burned through me. This woman, this woman I had married, had a past one that I hadn’t even known about until this moment.I was furious. And I didn’t know if I was more angry at her or at myself for not knowing.I glared down at her. “So this is what
CELESTINAThe moment Sevastian leaned closer, I could feel the heat radiating off his body, his presence suffocating me with each passing second. His lips were just inches away, taunting me with their closeness, daring me to make the first move. But I wasn’t about to let him win and do whatever he wanted. I was angry.Angry that he thought he could just overpower me, angry that he thought I’d simply fall into his control. But then again, what was I supposed to do? Let him win without a fight? I wasn’t that weak.So, I gave him what he wanted.I leaned in, just a fraction, making sure he could feel the tension in the air between us. My lips brushed against his, a light touch at first, testing the soft skins on his lips. But as soon as our mouths met, I felt a jolt of heat rush through me. I could feel him smirk against my lips, knowing exactly what I was doing.For a moment, I held back. My mind screamed at me to stop. But my body betrayed me. His kiss deepened, and I couldn’t r