ログインCeline POV"Celine," Zac said when I stepped away from the tablet and leaned against the kitchen island instead."It might not be what it looks like. We should question him before jumping to conclusions.""And what conclusions should we jump to?" I said dryly."That my father is working with people who experiment on children?""We don’t know that yet," he replied."All we know is that he knows about it. It’s in the system.""If that’s the case, then why is he trying to hide it?" I almost shouted."Montgomery wouldn’t… for God’s sake. He wouldn’t hide something like that. He just wouldn’t.""Celine…""No," I cut in. Mostly because I refused to believe it.Everything was falling apart. There was a reason I trusted Bob more than anyone… even though he had only been around Enzo for a short time.There was no one left I could truly trust anymore."So what’s the plan now?" Enzo asked when all I did was lower my face into my shoulder, hiding everything I felt."Well," Zac said."The most log
Celine POV"You’re scared. Your closest friend is a goldfish, and the last time I tried to be there for you, you called me a rapist. So tell me, Celine… what are you afraid of?"I didn’t realize I had stopped breathing until my head started to ache. The dizziness hit fast. I dragged in a breath and pressed my hands into my lap.I wasn’t ready.The explosion in my stomach, the chemical chaos firing alarms inside my head, all of it screamed one thing. Not now. I won’t be honest."I’m not scared," I said, pressing my lips tight. I didn’t care how pathetic the lie sounded. I wouldn’t let him tear me apart in public. Not like this."There’s nothing the world can do to me that I haven’t already survived. So back off, you nosy asshole."I stood up, anger snapping through me. My chair scraped back as I grabbed my things."Take me home. Now. Please."His jaw tightened for a second. Then he stood too. Slow. Controlled. He dropped some cash on the table before straightening up and looking at me.
Celine POVOkay, when Enzo said he’d take me out, this was not what I had in mind.We drove through valleys and along a mountainside where rows of green vineyards and cornfields covered the steep slopes. The sunset over Lake Garda was beautiful. Even from inside the car, it felt unreal. I had imagined Enzo taking me somewhere breathtaking, like in those romantic movies. And even though the cynical part of me hated that kind of cheesy love, I had to admit… it would’ve been nice.But no.Instead, Enzo chose to recreate what I could only imagine was his version of some cheap, human knockoff of Lady and the Tramp. And now we were living it.I looked around the cozy old restaurant where Enzo had parked his Lexus, despite all my protests. Couples were having dinner. Families were chatting. Kids were laughing.If Enzo felt out of place, he didn’t show it.Me? I couldn’t sit still. I kept shifting in my seat, struggling to even focus on the menu in front of me."Enzo, what are we doing here?"
Celine POV"Are you seriously going to stop talking to me every time I try to make love to you?"I froze. Completely."Is that what you think you’re doing?"Oh hell no. Red flag. Big red flag. Alarm bells screaming in my head.He cursed under his breath as I started pushing him away."That’s not what I meant, Celine, wait..."Too late.I shoved him off me until he fell onto the bed beside me. I jumped up, grabbed my robe from my bag, and threw it on."I’m taking a shower. Don’t follow me.""Celine..."I slammed the door shut, locked it, and turned the water on cold.Fuck.He wanted to make love to me? What was he thinking? We were having sex. Just sex. And we were damn good at it. But now he’s throwing around that word. Love. Like it means something here."Fuck."I knew I shouldn’t have let my guard down.Stupid move.Love makes you weak. Love makes you open. It leaves you exposed. Easy to hit. Easy to break.Love and I don’t mix.About thirty minutes later, I was dressed in comfy sho
Celine POV"What the hell is this?"Those were the first words out of my mouth when we arrived at one of the mansions. Okay, maybe calling it a mansion was a bit much. It was just one of those houses that screams money, with huge gardens and a soft kind of charm."We’ve arrived, miss," the driver said.I unbuckled my seatbelt, grabbed my bag, and walked into the massive house, using the keypad code Enzo had texted me right after I left.Through a few doors, I spotted a big swimming pool. I was sure I’d make good use of it tomorrow. Right now, all I wanted was a shower… then to sink into soft sheets. And that’s exactly what I did.I wandered through the luxurious place, taking in all the expensive furniture, until I found the master bedroom with its huge bed. There was a connected bathroom with a large shower. I jumped right in and scrubbed my body clean after ten hours of sweat and everything else from the trip. God, it felt so good to finally feel clean.Once I was done, I put on the
Celine POV"Do you remember how I fuck you? Hmm? Fast... hard... deep. So deep I hit your cervix. So deep I scratched you.""Oh, fuck you, Enzo.""And you too, Celine."Then he grabbed my arm and shoved me back, slamming me against the sink again. A sharp hiss slipped out of me from the pain. But almost… I liked it. Because I couldn’t stand listening to myself anymore. I needed an outlet. And if beating each other up at ten thousand feet could give me that, then fine. I’d take it.But instead of fighting me, Enzo crashed his lips against mine.Hard.Just like I imagined earlier.The moment it happened, a soft moan left my lips. The pure fact that my fantasy had come true made my body melt as his mouth pressed against mine.I grabbed his broad shoulders, tugging his jacket back, pulling at his tie, desperate to touch his chest. At the same time, my lower body rubbed shamelessly against his leg, chasing the friction I’d been craving since the last time he fucked me.But then, suddenly,
Selene POV"Okay… it's alright, Enzo. What matters is that you're safe. I'm sorry if I woke you."My voice came out weak between my lips as I forced a small smile. It felt tight on my face, like a tired mask. The phone was cold in my hand, yet my fingers trembled around it."Enzo… baby… where are y
Selene POVEnzo reached his hand toward me. Our eyes met for a long second. My breath stumbled inside my chest.Then he said quietly,"Give me your phone."I blinked in surprise. The request caught me off guard. Still, I reached out and handed it to him. His fingers brushed mine for a brief moment.
Celine POV"What do you want?"I frowned as I stared at Enzo standing in front of me with that proud, unshakable posture. Light slipped through the window and fell across his shoulders, casting sharp shadows over features I knew far too well."I want to talk to you... please."His voice was soft. A
Celine Montgomery POVI woke up in Enzo's arms, feeling like every day I moved from his hands to Michael's and back again. Where was Celine in all this? What did I truly want? Somewhere in this war between them, I had lost my real self.Sometimes I was drawn to Michael. He felt like safety. Like pr







