LOGINCeline Pov"Oh my God," I groaned. I covered my ears and rolled on my bed when I heard sounds coming from my bathroom. The shower, to be exact."Oh my God… it’s not… that bastard."But yes. It was. He was jerking off in my bathroom. That fucking idiot.I told him he could stay one night. Just one. He was too weak to find somewhere safe to sleep, and I still needed him to go over the plan. And what’s the first thing he does after waking up on my couch? Yeah. I didn’t even need to say it."Are you kidding me?" I muttered under my breath as his sounds echoed against the bathroom tiles."Oh, for the love of God."I threw the covers off and got up, heading straight to my closet. I picked clean underwear and my daily clothes. Jeans and a black tank top. I got dressed, skipping the shower. No way in hell I was stepping in there after that.So he’s too weak to find another place to sleep… but not too weak to jack off.Typical male logic.I scoffed, buttoning my pants just as I heard the water
Celine POVI sat on the couch while Enzo was on the floor in front of me. I was stitching up his shoulder where the bullet had gone through. I was not even sure why I was doing this. My orders were clear. Kill him. No hesitation. But right now… I just could not.I pulled the thread tight, and Enzo hissed when the needle slid through his skin. He refused any painkillers. The only thing he asked for was a sip of my sex drink. I told him no. He did not deserve that.He shows up here asking for help after he almost ruined my life and tried to kill my father?I was this close to letting him bleed out. I really was. But I gave in."What did you do to him?""Who?" Enzo asked, frowning as I pulled the stitch a little too tight."Zack," I spat."He is the only one who can help you remove the tracker from the USB.""Well, I do not even have the USB anymore, damn it."I let out a breath and cut the last stitch. Then I placed a thick bandage over the fresh stitches before standing up."You are su
Celine POV"Couldn’t you figure out who caused those fights?""No. I tried, but I couldn’t. Whoever did it was careful," Michael said, thinking hard."Could it be…""I checked Monroe. It wasn’t him. He’s an idiot, but not the kind of idiot we’re looking for. He’s clean," Michael said, his face serious."Still, Monroe talked to your father. He might tell him you were in your underwear with Enzo."I shouldn’t have been surprised. But I was. This was a new low, even for Monroe."Thanks for the warning. But be careful, Michael.""They’ll never catch me," he said with a proud smile, spinning his pen again. "I’m the best at covering my tracks."I couldn’t argue with that."Alright. I’ll talk to you later. I need to go get some meat.""Again?"That sharp voice was getting rude now.---The fact that Michael was looking out for me like this, going out of his way, was annoying. But it helped. It made everything feel real. Dangerous. It showed me just how far Monroe might go to push me out. He
Celine POVGetting dressed seemed painful for him. At least, I had to assume that.When he watched me pull on my panties first, then my bra, hiding two of his favorite parts of my body, it felt like shutting down a candy store right in front of a kid.As I slid into my pants and pulled my tight shirt down over my body, I saw the muscle in his jaw tick. And that bulge in his pants… it was pressing harder against the fabric now.Maybe this was painful for me too."I don’t see how this can work," I finally said, breaking the silence.He was buttoning his shirt as well, covering that sculpted body and those tattoos I had tasted with my tongue. He could only button a few of them. The rest had been torn when I ripped them open."If my father finds out we’re…" I trailed off."Then they better not find out," Enzo said, grabbing his jacket and fastening it to hide the ruined shirt."They will," I said flatly, staring at him."If you would just hand over that cache…""Celine, that’s never going
Celine POVThere were so many words to describe how I felt in that moment. Tired. Sore. Drained. Hungry. More pain. Bruises. A mess. Then even more pain.But the word that fit me best right then, the only one I could really think of, was this. Traitor.I stood under the warm, gentle spray of the shower, trying to wash everything away. The feelings. The guilt. I had woken up half on Enzo, half in my bed. I didn’t even remember crawling there after what we did.So I had to assume Enzo carried me. That he picked me up after I passed out in that heavy, dizzy after-sex high.I couldn’t even remember how it started. One second I was fighting him. The next, I was riding him. What the hell?It was just physical. Nothing more. That’s what I chose to believe. We got caught in the moment. It just happened. A huge mistake. One that would never happen again.Yeah. Keep telling yourself that. Maybe then you’ll stop thinking about his dick sliding inside you from every possible angle."Oh my God," I
Celine POVStars, galaxies, space, black holes, unicorns, rainbows. I saw them all behind my closed eyelids.My own climax had surprised me—I didn’t even know he was coming.He made me scream and convulse beneath him, my nails scratching his back until they probably drew blood. When it finally ended and my breathing calmed a bit, I peeled my eyes open to see Enzo smirking down at me, that damn smile I hated so much."That was expected a long time ago, wasn’t it?"I growled at him, wrapping my legs around his hips and flipping him violently. Enzo didn’t agree with that, trying to push us back again, but I slapped him hard. My turn to be on top.I lifted myself, then slammed down on him, and we both groaned. I repeated, finding a rhythm, riding him faster and harder until we were both gasping. I wasn’t going to be the one to come again next—it would be him. Damn it, it ended here."Come," I whispered, leaning over him and gripping his throat."Do it. Fucking do it!"Enzo curled his uppe
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 Montgomery POV"I'm really sorry... I didn't want to make a scene... but I don't eat pork or anything like that." I bowed to them, feeling completely embarrassed."It's okay. If I had known, I would have told you right away not to eat it. It wasn't your fault," Victory smiled tenderly. Then
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 POVI was drowning in the past. Memories slipped into my head slowly, like a thick fog filling my chest and weighing down every breath. I did not hear the door at first. Then suddenly the pounding exploded against it, loud and violent, like someone striking directly on my nerves.My body jer







