All Chapters of Wedded To My Enemy: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

SEVASTIANThe morning had barely broken when I found myself seated in the cold, sterile office of El Marino, my patience growing thin as a strand of hair ready to snap.I had left Celestina asleep in the VIP suite of the Triton Club, I could vividly remember how her chest was rising and falling in a peaceful rhythm. For a fleeting moment, before leaving, I stood there, observing her and watching her sleep. She looked so serene. Innocent and calm like a saintess who’s peacefully sleeping in the forest without any worries. And because of that, it made it harder for me to leave her than it should have been. I want to stay there for a minute longer, to see her face when she wakes up. However, the call I’d received demanded my immediate attention.Now, the warmth of that moment felt like a distant memory.The current situation here is not quite good. Someone had dared to sabotage our shipment in Russia. It was a bold move yet so foolish. Do they think I will let it slide after they rui

DONOVAN I watched Sevastian leave, his arrogant strides and the mocking edge to his smile still grating against my nerves. "She was a virgin when I took her last night."It shouldn’t have mattered. I shouldn’t have cared. But the sheer confidence in his tone, the way he claimed her like she was some prize… it grated against my every nerve.I let out a sharp breath, running a hand through my hair. Damn it. Why did it bother me so much? Was it jealousy? Rage? Or just the bitter taste of failure knowing I had been close to finding her all these years, only for Sevastian to claim her before I could?My hand moved to my pocket, retrieving my phone. I dialed a familiar number, my thumb pressing hard against the screen as though it could ease my frustration.“Winston,” I barked as soon as he picked up.“Donovan,” he drawled, his tone both amused and cautious. “What’s got your temper flaring this time?”“It’s Celestina Valeztina-Ortega,” I said, cutting straight to the point. “What’s wit

CELESTINAThe weight of the world seemed to press down on my shoulders, and yet, the calm I carried in my chest was the most dangerous weapon I had. I couldn't afford to lose control, not now that Sevastian is looking for me and Donovan was so eager to dig my secret. He became more of a threat than I had expected, and I needed to handle this with precision. If I couldn’t play the game then I had to break it, to crush it beneath me.I turned my gaze to Bianca, still standing at the edge of my desk, waiting for my next command."Call Bryan Reynolds, Isaac River, and Vittoria Morgan. Have them come here immediately," I ordered, my voice clear and steady, despite the fury that burned within me.Bianca nodded without hesitation, the sense of urgency in her movements telling me she understood the gravity of the situation. Without a word, she turned and exited the office. The moment she left, I leaned back in my chair, allowing myself a single breath to center myself. The weight of Dono

CELESTINAI couldn’t help the laughter that bubbled out of me as I leaned back in my chair. My eyes were glued to the live feed on my laptop screen, where Sevastian sat in his office, a storm of rage and frustration swirling around him. Every movement he made, every tight grip on his desk, and the murderous look on his face, it was all deliciously entertaining.I sent him my cropped photo, a body on full display, marked and claimed by him. His reaction didn’t surprise me, but the raw intensity of his anger was almost exhilarating. I leaned forward, resting my chin on my hand as I studied his face. “Oh, my dear husband,” I murmured with a sly grin. “You entertained me today.”I couldn’t imagine what he must be thinking right now. Was he cursing my name? Was he doubting everything about me? Or was he thinking of killing me? I couldn’t help but be thrilled on what consequences I will face to provoke someone like Sevastian Ortega. The idea of him unraveling, piece by piece, mad

CELESTINAI watched the screen with an amused smirk as Sevastian’s men scrambled, their faces a mixture of frustration and fleeting hope. They thought they’d found me, that their relentless search had paid off.Fools.The false location I planted was enough to send them into a frenzy, like dogs chasing their tails. Their celebration was pitiful. When I leaned back in my chair, crossing one leg over the other, and chuckled to myself. They didn’t know I’d been watching them this whole time. Travis, Sevastian’s underlings, had his monitor wide open, giving me an unfiltered view of their entire operation. Their mistake? They underestimated me. Their arrogance was a delicious weakness, ripe for exploitation.“Bunch of Idiots.” Lilith Brooks’ voice came from behind me, laced with dry humor. She held a cigarette between her fingers, taking a long drag before exhaling a plume of smoke. “They’re trying to hunt down one of the most notorious hackers in the world,” Lilith continued, her