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CHAPTER 156
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Celeste’s POVThe hot water wasn’t helping.It poured down my skin in steady sheets, swirling around my shoulders, my arms, my chest—scalding, relentless. But I still couldn’t feel clean.I stood under the stream like a statue, one hand braced against the tile wall, the other moving in angry, desperate scrubs over my skin.Over my breasts. Down my thighs. Across my neck. My face.Again and again.I didn’t even notice when I started crying. It wasn’t loud or dramatic. Just silent streams running down my cheeks, mixing with the water and vanishing before they ever had a chance to exist.He touched me.I squeezed my eyes shut. The images returned immediately, burned into the backs of my eyelids like scars I’d never get rid of. His breath. His voice. His dirty hands.No. Don’t go there. Don’t let it own you.My breath hitched. I scrubbed harder.My skin was red. But still I felt filthy. Contaminated. Like I’d been smeared with something that went deeper than the surface—something invisibl
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Celeste’s POVIn the sudden blinding glare from the hallway, a shadow burst through the doorway—broad-shouldered, wild-eyed, fury radiating from every inch of him.It’s Damien! “Get your fucking hands off her!” he bellowed, voice thunderous.His fist connected with a sickening crack, sending the bastard flying backward, crashing into the corner of the room. A chair tipped over. Something metal clattered to the floor.I gasped, crawling backward into the corner as shock and relief crashed into me all at once. My limbs were trembling, still numb from the drug, but my heart pounded wildly at the sight.Damien didn’t stop. He grabbed the man by the collar and slammed him against the floor before climbing on top and unleashing a barrage of blows. “You think you can touch her?!” he growled, his voice hoarse with rage. “Over my dead body, you fucking asshole!”Each punch landed with brutal force. The man barely had time to raise his arms. His nose was shattered. His lip burst open.“Damien,
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Celeste’s POVMy head throbbed.A low, pulsing ache bloomed at the base of my skull, and my limbs felt like dead weight. The air smelled of mildew, piss, and something sharp and chemical—like gasoline or old cleaning fluid.I opened my eyes.The room was dim, the only light coming from a dusty overhead bulb that flickered erratically. Concrete walls. No windows. Rusted pipes running along the ceiling. A camera mounted in the corner, blinking red.Panic slammed into my chest.I tried to move—only to realize my wrists were bound to the arms of a chair with zip ties. My ankles too. Duct tape bit into the skin of one arm where the sleeve had been yanked.I groaned, trying to muster up enough strength. Just then, I heard footsteps coming. I twisted toward the sound, heart racing.A man with greasy hair emerged from the shadows. He had on a stained shirt that clung to his sunken frame. His grin sent a chill straight to my spine.“There she is,” he drawled. “Sleeping Beauty wakes up.”I sta
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Celeste’s POVMy cheek stung.But that wasn’t what shattered me.It was the final, brutal confirmation that everything I’d ever hoped for—dreamed of—was nothing but a cruel lie.I stood there, frozen, one hand slowly rising to cover the spot where her hand had landed. The sharp pain was nothing compared to the hollowness that opened up inside me. A bottomless pit where longing used to live. My throat tightened.I’d spent years imagining what it would be like to find my parents again. How it would feel to be embraced, wanted, loved. But here I was—slapped across the face by the woman who gave birth to me. And for what?For daring to stand against the criminal she’d replaced me with?Viv looked horrified now, her expression contorted in a mix of guilt and rage like she wasn’t sure which one she wanted to lean into. Her lips parted, but no words came.Nathaniel quickly stepped forward, looking pale. “Celeste, she didn’t mean to—she’s not well, the doctors said she shouldn’t even be out o
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Celeste’s POVI hung up my brother’s call and stared at the quiet street in front of me, still not entirely sure when I should leave the country—or how. My heart was a mess, my thoughts a blur. Every option felt too slow, too risky, or too uncertain.Would it really be better to just disappear?But before I could get too far into that spiral, I heard footsteps behind me.“Miss Monroe.”I turned—and froze.Charles Donelle, tall and sharp-eyed in an expensive-looking coat, was walking toward me with the poise of a man used to being followed. His wife, Lucienne, looking ever elegant in spite of what had happened, trailed just behind him, her expression more reserved.“Mr. Donelle,” I said carefully. “Mrs. Donelle.”I blinked in surprise when I saw them. But Amaya was nowhere in sight. She must’ve already been rushed to the hospital. I half-expected them to blame me for the circus that had unfolded. I had, after all, exposed their daughter’s... involvements.But Charles gave me a short,
A Ruthless Revenge: the Billionaire's Ex Wife Is Back CHAPTER 156
Damien’s POVThe doctor said I was healing faster than expected.Not because I was being cooperative—far from it. I’d practically fought my way out of that hospital bed the second I could breathe without clutching my ribs.“You’re stubborn,” he told me, shaking his head as he checked the scar along my chest. “But lucky. Keep pushing like that and you’ll be upright in no time.”I nodded absently, not really listening.Because of luck? That was debatable.I hadn’t heard from Celeste.Not one word. Not a call. Not a damn reply to the messages I kept sending.I knew what that meant. She was really done this time. I just couldn’t accept it. Sighing, I thought about that last incident when she’d overheard me talking to Leighton. Honestly, I couldn’t blame her. After everything she’d been through—everything she’d seen—I’d probably walk away from me too.Still, it didn’t stop the ache that spread through my chest. And it had nothing to do with my injury. I sat down slowly on the edge of the
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