LOGINCeline POV"Yeah… this is gonna be a long night," Caleb said with a tired sigh as he started prepping a needle to stitch me up."And it’s probably gonna hurt like hell.""Do it."I moved my hand away. He immediately cleaned the wound, then spent a good while making me curse under my breath while he dug the bullet out. After that, he cleaned it again, carefully this time. While he worked, he started talking."So, first thing you need to know… the crap I’m about to tell you will probably haunt you forever," he said, eyes focused as he began stitching my skin.He smirked. Clearly thinking something dirty again. But this time, he didn’t say it out loud.When Enzo told me there was a safe place I could hide, this was not what I expected.It was a luxury apartment. Huge bed. Marble bathroom. A damn jacuzzi. I could go on, but you get it.Way above his level.So yeah… I took full advantage. I sank into the jacuzzi, poured myself a glass of red wine, and just… breathed.And when I looked at B
Celine POVI groaned and clutched the bullet wound, gasping for air. I leaned against the wall of the narrow alley I had squeezed myself into, and another pained breath slipped out as every muscle and bone in my body screamed.Getting away from my father wasn’t easy.Enzo made it look so simple when he broke into the building and got out. Now I understood. It was brutal. It was almost unbelievable that he managed to carry me out while I was unconscious.As I tried to catch my breath, I forced myself to think. How did I even escape?I still couldn’t fully believe it.By then, I realized whoever was controlling the locks and doors had also triggered a security breach alarm, using it as a distraction to pull as many guards away from me as possible. That was the only reason I made it out. Fewer guards. Fewer fights.And now here I was. Sitting in a dirty alley in the worst part of the city, breathing hard as night slowly fell around me.I was exhausted.But I couldn’t stay here.I couldn’
Celine POVIt was Monroe who decided to watch me.From the start, he was sure I was with Enzo. So early this morning, he put together a strike team and began tracking me.And clearly, his hard work paid off.Monroe had recordings. The sounds they picked up, the ones they didn’t understand, were Enzo jerking off while I moaned for him in my bed. Through a bug, it all sounded like it came from the same room. Which meant we had sex that morning. Maybe even before that. And from the way we talked outside my building, it looked like we were lovers, not enemies.Monroe is my father’s loyal dog. He spies, he obeys, he does everything he’s told. Especially when it comes to watching me and digging into my connection with Enzo.“For the millionth time, Enzo and I are not together, Dad,” I said, sitting there, looking at Montgomery as he paced the floor, and Monroe, who sat in front of me on a metal chair, looking like he was getting his dick sucked.The smirk on his lips made my stomach twist.
Celine 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
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







