Semua Bab From Ex-wife to his Uncle's Obsession : Bab 131 - Bab 140

(Celeste Moretti's POV)I changed out of the wedding gown and put my regular clothes back on. By the time I came out of the dressing room, Tiffany had already taken the final picture.It was a photo of the two of us from behind. My gown spread across the floor in soft, flowing layers, while Vincenzo stood beside me with one hand resting gently on the small of my back. The picture looked so perfect that it almost didn't seem real.Vincenzo told Tiffany to send the photo to me first before sending it to him.I didn't think much about it.(Author's POV)Before Celeste had even finished changing, Vincenzo had already opened Instagram.He uploaded the picture with only four words."Does this look right?"Less than twenty minutes later, Serena was staring at the post with her head tilted to one side. She kept looking at the woman's figure, convinced she had seen that silhouette before, but she couldn't remember where.Finally, she gave up and walked straight to Eleanor."Grandma, who is she

(Author's POV)"I need something," Adelina said as she sat down across from Marco's desk. She gave him a small, tired smile before speaking again. "With everything happening because of the wedding, I've been thinking a lot. I want to own something in my own name. I want a place that's mine alone. I just want some security."Marco leaned back in his chair and looked at her. "How much do you need?""Thirty million," she replied. "I've been looking at an apartment. It's in a good building and a great location. I know I'm asking for a lot."Marco shook his head without hesitation. "No, you're not asking for too much." He picked up his phone while he spoke. "You should have done this years ago. Every woman should have something that belongs only to her. It just makes sense."Less than three minutes later, he completed the transfer and placed his phone back on the desk."Make sure you register it only in your name," he said. "Don't add anyone else's name to the property.""I won't," Adelina

(Celeste Moretti's POV)On the surface, it sounded reasonable.At least, that was what I kept telling myself.Without saying another word, I reached for the robe."Turn around," I said.Vincenzo turned his back immediately without asking any questions. Once I was sure he wasn't looking, I slowly climbed out of the warm water. I grabbed a large towel from the rack and quickly dried myself before wrapping it securely around my body. After that, I lay face down on the lounge chair beside the pool, rested my cheek on my folded arm, and told him he could turn around again.When he faced me, his eyes settled on my back. I noticed the slight movement in his throat as he swallowed once before speaking. His voice was quieter and deeper than before."Where does it hurt the most?""My shoulders," I replied. "And the middle of my back, just below my shoulder blades."He picked up a small bottle of massage oil from the edge of the pool. It carried the soft scent of roses. He rubbed the oil between

(Celeste Moretti's POV)Luca let out a quiet sigh before answering."Yes."Lavinia Conti stayed silent for a long time. She looked at the wedding invitation in her hands again before speaking."You should have told me."Luca shook his head."It wasn't my place to tell you."Lavinia pressed her lips together. She didn't argue with him. Instead, she quietly turned around and walked back to her bedroom.Several minutes passed.Luca remained standing in the hallway with both hands in his pockets. He avoided looking at me, and the silence between us grew heavier with every passing second.Then Lavinia returned.She was holding a small jewelry box.Without saying anything else, she held it out to Luca."I bought this for her birthday," she said. Her voice was calm, but there wasn't much emotion left in it. "It's a Cartier bracelet. Since she's getting married, she should have it as a wedding gift instead."Luca looked down at the box without reaching for it."She might not accept it.""That

The inside of the car fell into silence.Vincenzo didn't say a word. He simply turned toward Celeste, lowered his head, and rested his face against the curve of her neck. His breath was warm against her skin, while his hands were cool as they slid gently through her hair, brushing the strands away from her shoulder."Vincenzo," she whispered, her voice much softer than she intended.He didn't answer. Instead, his lips moved slowly along her neck with calm, deliberate patience. She felt the faint brush of his teeth against her skin, and her fingers tightened around the edge of the seat without her realizing it.He took his time, moving higher until her breathing became uneven. Every slow touch made it harder for her to think clearly. When his hand slipped beneath her chin and gently lifted her face toward him, she found that all her resistance had disappeared.Then he kissed her.Their wedding was only two days away. In just two days, this strange space between them would finally come