All Chapters of Loving Celia: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

(Mature scene 🔞 in chapter👇) Chapter Twenty-One Steve's POV I just got home hoping to have some peace but here I am back on the road driving around New York with no particular destination. Before 8.30 pm, I got tired of driving so I decided to take a few shots before returning home. I hit my accelerator and race down to Brad's Pub. As I walked into the pub, it felt like deja vu! This was the place I met Celia for the first time! I smile to myself as I take a seat by the window. My usual spot! I begin to feel this urge to see Celia! She was the only person who would understand me at this difficult point in my life. "Why was I thinking about Celia? I'm married for God's sake, no matter what's going on with Diana and me, I shouldn't have my mind occupied by another woman" I mutter, ruffling up my hair. I flag down a lady dressed in a skimpy outfit, she hurries over to me and asks "Need company?" she attempted to rub my chest when I held her hand and in a deep voice I

Chapter Twenty-Three - "Can We Talk"Celia's POVIt's been two days since I lost my virginity to him yet I hadn't seen him, he hadn't called nor had he texted. Today was our doctor's first appointment day and I hoped he would come to pick me up.I walked into the shower to take a warm bath, I still felt sore down there after the night's experience.I turned on the water and it began to fall on me. I started with my hair as I shampooed it and washed off the Mint shampoo then applying my conditioner I covered it with a shower cap to let it sit while I scrubbed my body.As I took my bath I thought about the fragments of the night as I remembered them. He hadn't forced me. I have been fantasizing about him from the day we met at the event.What happened may have happened out of the influence of alcohol but I do not regret it. I needed to speak with him so he wouldn't think I was still angry at him.I rinsed off my hair and body before walking out of the bathroom. I plugged my hand dryer a

Chapter twenty-five Just BeginningDiana's POVThe morning sun streamed through the windows of our room, casting a warm glow that did nothing to lift the chill I felt inside. The surrogacy process was about to begin and despite my best efforts to maintain a facade of calm, a storm of insecurities brewed beneath my composed exterior.Steve had been unusually gummy lately. Our weekend had passed in a rare, peaceful silence, filled with romantic gestures from Steve, a reprieve from our new normal. I had hoped this fragile peace would continue, but with Celia Garcia stepping into our lives as our surrogate or should I say "Steve's mistress", it seemed like every sense of normalcy was about to be disrupted. I was determined to regain control of the situation and ensure that Steve knew where his loyalties lay—right beside me, despite the unsettling presence of the surrogate."Steve, I'm coming with you," I declared firmly, as he prepared to drive Celia to his mother's selected fertility cli

Chapter Twenty-sevenDiana's POVDiana spent the night in her husband's private study just to avoid Steve, she only returned to their room this morning after she was sure he had left the house!As she paced, the muted sounds of the world outside barely penetrated the room's walls. She could feel the anger simmering just beneath her composed exterior. Her foot tapped rhythmically against the floor as her eyes fixated on the phone screen before her. She was furious—furious that Celia was here, in her home, under her roof. Steve had brought that woman in like she was some helpless victim, and now Diana had to deal with it.The phone on her desk lit up, the word "Mother" flashing across the screen. Of course. As if on cue. She snatched the phone up, her voice sharp as she answered."Did you do it?" she asked without preamble, her tone accusatory, cutting through any pleasantries.There was a brief silence on the other end of the line, a silence that made Diana's blood boil further. Her mo

 CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE   DIANAS POV Diana paced the length of their bedroom, her mind racing as anger and frustration coursed through her veins. Steve's words from the previous night echoed in her head like a broken record, haunting her every step. *" She's supposed to be carrying our baby, Diana. I can't just ignore her."* His voice had been calm, even reasonable, but to Diana, every syllable was a dagger to the heart. It wasn't just about the surrogacy anymore. It was about Celia—this stranger who had wormed her way into their lives, their home, and most importantly, into Steve's heart. Diana could feel the distance between them