บททั้งหมดของ Wedded To My Enemy: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

CELESTINA“You don’t need to be afraid of me,” Natasha said, her voice smooth but cold, as if she could sense my growing panic. “You’re part of the Ortega now.”I stiffened at her words, her icy tone hitting a nerve I didn’t want to acknowledge. Suddenly, she stood up, her movements were careful yet full of grace, but there’s a subtle cunning aura on her, as if a predator was ready to strike. She walked to the bedside drawer that was beside me. Without hesitation, she pulled out a knife, a sharp, gleaming, and unfamiliar steel that shines when the light of this room hitted it. My body instantly tensed, every muscle locking in place. I looked at Sevastian, seeking some kind of reassurance, but he remained motionless, and his expression unreadable. He didn’t try to stop Natasha. If anything, he seemed to step back, giving her more space to approach me.Without a word, Natasha reached for my hand. I yanked it back instinctively, but she was faster. Her grip was iron, unyielding, and

CELESTINA The moment I heard that small, trembling voice call out Mom, my world tilted.I turned so fast my chair nearly toppled over, my heart slamming against my ribs.And there he was.Leo.His cheeks were tear-streaked, his tiny shoulders shaking, his hands clenched at his sides like he was afraid I would disappear if he loosened his grip on reality.For a moment, I forgot how to breathe.Then my feet moved on their own.I barely registered the chair scraping against the floor or the sharp hitch of my breath as I rushed toward him.Leo ran straight into my arms, his small body colliding with mine in a force so desperate it nearly knocked the wind out of me.His fingers fisted my shirt, clinging to me as if I was the only thing anchoring him to this world.And then he broke.He sobbed into my chest, his tiny frame wracking with each cry, and I could do nothing but hold him, my hands smoothing over his hair, his back, memorizing every inch of him."I got you, baby. I got you," I whi

SEVASTIAN I stood there, watching Natasha as she held Celestina in her arms. For a moment, I almost didn’t recognize her. The cousin I knew was not someone who offered gentleness to anyone except to her children. She is not soft and definitely was not gentle. She was a woman who spoke with knives and carried death in her shadow. The kind of person who never bent, and never yielded to anyone.Yet here she was, whispering to my wife with a quiet patience that I had only ever seen directed at one person before, to her son, Neo.Something twisted in my chest.I had witnessed Natasha send men to their deaths without so much as a blink. I also had seen her coldly step over the bodies of those who had crossed her. And after losing Noe, Neo’s twin brother, she had only become more ruthless and cold. Her rage had hardened into something unshakable, a force that could tear through anything in her path. She didn’t mourn with tears. She mourned with vengeance.But now…Now that she held Cele

VALERIAThe moment she stepped into the room, my breath hitched, lodging itself in my throat like a jagged shard of glass.Victoria, the woman who lived like a ghost and infamous Phantom of Valeztina.My fingers twitched, instinct urging me to reach for something or anything to ground myself, but I resisted. I couldn’t afford to show weakness, not in front of her where she uses every weakness as an opportunity to control every person around her. I forced myself to exhale slowly, silently thanking my quick reflexes. Just in time, I had managed to erase the remaining traces of Ortega’s Reaper from the surveillance feeds. A reckless move on my part, if Victoria would know what I had done. She will probably torture me like she always do. And for that woman… Revealing even a glimpse of her face had been a dangerous mistake, especially that she has many enemies. But watching her comfort Leo had caught me off guard.It was a moment of vulnerability I hadn’t expected. And for reasons I

SEVASTIANLeo’s laughter rang through the garden, light and carefree. I watched him for a moment, his small fists raised, ready for another playful attack.Then my phone vibrated in my pocket.I exhaled sharply, already knowing this wasn’t a call I could ignore."Leo," I called out, ruffling his hair before stepping back. "Stay here and play. I have to take this."Leo pouted, but he nodded, kicking at the dirt beneath his feet.I turned away, pulling out my phone and answering the call."What is it?" My voice was clipped, cold. I didn’t have time for small talk.Hank’s voice came through, laced with tension. "The family is calling an assembly. The elders are coming."I scoffed, already shaking my head. "Not my problem. I’m not going."There was a pause on the other end, followed by an exasperated sigh. "Sevastian, you can’t keep ignoring—"Before he could finish, there was a scuffle, a sharp rustling of movement, and then a new voice took over the line."You’re going,” She suddenly s