All Chapters of Wedded To My Enemy: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

SEVASTIANI sat in my car, gripping the steering wheel, my pulse steady yet tight coiled like a predator waiting for the right moment to strike. The parking lot had emptied out, save for a few stragglers stumbling out of Triton’s Club, but my eyes were locked on one man.Hector.The bastard stopped on the other side of his car, his movements sharp yet calculated. He pulled out his phone, pressed it to his ear, and started speaking. I couldn't hear him, but I didn’t need to. I could read lips.And what I saw made my entire body tense.Celestina.The way he said her name like a goddamn whisper of possession had my blood running hot.I leaned forward slightly, narrowing my eyes, trying to make out the next words, but Hector turned around too quickly. A minute later, he ended the call, his expression unreadable, then rushed into his car and peeled out of the lot.Something was off.A gut instinct—no, an undeniable pull—made me follow him.I kept my distance, staying just far enough behin

CELESTINAElias stood there, fingers still curled around his gun, his jaw tightening as his dark gaze lingered on the door Hector had just walked through. I could feel the tension rolling off him in waves, the kind that hinted at barely restrained violence.“If you say the word,” he muttered, voice edged with something lethal, “I’ll follow him and put a bullet in his head.”I exhaled slowly, my hands resting on my hips as I studied him. The offer wasn’t made in jest. Elias didn’t joke about things like this. If I gave the signal, Hector would never make it home.Tempting.Very tempting.But killing Hector now would only complicate things. He was a roach—insufferable, persistent, but still useful in ways I hadn’t yet decided.I tilted my head, letting a slow smirk tug at my lips. “And here I thought you were all about keeping a low profile,” I teased.Elias didn’t even crack a smile. His eyes remained hard, unreadable. “I don’t care about a profile. I care about that bastard putting hi

CELESTINAThe moment I stepped out of the car, the salty breeze wrapped around me, carrying with it the rhythmic sound of waves crashing against the shore. The scent of the ocean was thick in the air, fresh, untamed, a stark contrast to the suffocating secrets that had filled the car just moments ago.I adjusted my coat as the wind tugged at the fabric, my heels sinking into the soft sand beneath me. I muttered a curse under my breath, shifting uncomfortably as my footing wobbled.Then, from the corner of my eye, I caught something I never expected to see.The Phantom who always composed, and wrapped in an impenetrable aura of power was bending down.My breath hitched as she reached for her heels, effortlessly slipping them off before taking a step forward, barefoot on the sand. Victoria, the same woman who carried herself like an untouchable deity was now walking along the shore with nothing but the sand beneath her feet.I froze.For a moment, she didn’t seem like the woman I had

CELESTINAAn hour had passed since Victoria last spoke. Since she let those words slip, words soaked in the weight of a past she rarely acknowledged.She hadn’t said anything since.I didn’t press. Instead, I followed her in silence, letting her guide our path as though she knew exactly where she needed to be.Eventually, we stopped near the shoreline, where a formation of massive rocks stood against the restless tide. Victoria stepped forward without hesitation, climbing onto one and lowering herself onto its uneven surface. She sat there, emotionless watching the waves crash against the shore with a vacant expression.I followed her once again, but instead of sitting, I stood beside her, feeling the wind whip around us, tangling my hair in wild strands.For a while, neither of us spoke.Only the sound of the ocean filled the silence, and the faint whistle of the wind threading through the rocks.Then, her voice cut through the hush.“You know what, Celestina? I tried to kill my ch

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