Ciel Phantomhive Real Name Novels & Stories

(Well, I already read it because Olivier had reviewed it and Verena had asked me if anything was missing. He slid the papers back into position, a pleasant smile on his lips. "It appears that Your Majesty is concerned about the situation at Ciel Casino." "I heard that you proposed to Lady Verena Zielle at Charlotte's Birthday Celebration?" "Yes, Your Majesty." "... As you may know, rather than Baron Goldenrod, Duke Zielle is actually the true owner of the Ciel Casino. Verena Zielle, his eldest daughter, is the one who gave this evidence to me." (He really caught on quick.)

Hypocrisy at every turn! It took nearly everything in me to not scowl as I slowly made my way through to a drink stand. “Eliot Beckett,” a voice calling barely a moment later. The smiling face of a vibrant young lady soon came into view. Cecilia Vale, current heiress of Fountaine Media Group. Our strong competitor and an awfully audacious woman that has never failed to made her advances known. If you know what I mean. “Cecilia,” I greeted curtly, rising my glass. Which she returned with a bashful smile of her own. “I almost doubted it was you for a moment. Surprised really, that you’re here. Your wife? I don’t see her”

Sia’s phone rang, and she checked the caller. “I have an emergency…take care.” Hazel stood there, lost. Ariel Pearl? Was that Selene’s name, or was Sia mistaken? Hazel dialled Damon’s contact, and it got connected. “Hey,” “Hmm, I just received Selene’s files, and they’re clean. She was born in Germany and…” “No. I think that information is fake.” Hazel chimed in, It was just a hunch, but it won’t hurt to check it out.

He clenched his jaw and gave a slight nod of his head. "Oh my goodness! What a disaster! Almost a decade has passed since you first began listening to her." His face was flushed with excitement as he exclaimed. "Y-yeah... something along those lines." I said this while giving him a friendly smile. "Anyway, my name is Cyrus Costavian, and I'd like to introduce myself. You can call me Cy if you want to be short." He greeted me with a flurry of excitement and extended his hand to shake mine. I shook his hand, then smiled and introduced myself, using my fictitious name as a cover. "Celestine... Celestine Mira Asuncion," I said and smiled at him.

The familiarity, the shock on her face, the reason she seemed so off balance - it all made sense suddenly. “Wait a second.” I said sharply “Do you have any affiliations with Gabriel Moreno? The CEO of Cielo Azul Enterprises?” Her hand froze mid-air and I caught the look of shock on her face. But that slowly changed into a look of disappointment. Disappointment? Why was she disappointed?? “I was…his former fiancee. But things didn't work out.” After a few minutes, she sighed and responded.

Just as they were about to head in, Xavia couldn’t help but yell, “…W-wait a moment…!” “Hmm? Is there anything I could help with, miss?” asked Zack as he looked at Xavia. “A-are you sure you aren’t mistaken, Chairman Lyle…? His name is Gerald Crawford, you know? And he’s a mere student from our university! How could he possibly be Mr. Crawford…?!” stuttered Xavia as she stopped Zack from proceeding any further. “No mistakes here. Mr. Crawford’s true name is indeed, Gerald Crawford!” replied Zack rather indifferently.

Zacharias suddenly intervene that made me fisted my hand. I stare at Sain Czar sharply hoping that he will stop this nonsense. There is no point even if he informed everyone about my real identity. I was molded and live as a Costello for fifteen years. I killed people, numerous lives die in my hands. That won't change and the fact that I am Celeste Astraea Cortezi will not cover the bloody life I'm living. But Sain ignore my warning gaze instead he turn to look at Zacharias.

My full name was right there under my photo. Ava Marie Cole. Along with the word "mistress" in quotation marks and a paragraph speculating about how long the affair had been going on. "Jamie." My voice sounded far away, like it was coming from someone else's body. "That's not, we didn't, nothing happened….." "Ava, who is that man?" Her eyes were huge. "That's Damian Hawthorne as in Hawthorne Capital. The billionaire, one of the richest men in the state." My phone started ringing, it was an unknown number. I declined it and it rang again, a different number this time. Then again and again.The shop phone started ringing too.Jamie stared at me like I'd grown a second head.

And just recently as I was on my way to the mining site where raw materials were transported from for the newest construction project, something surprised me. It was the news… “We have confirmed the name of the woman who’s pregnant of the sole successor of the young billionaire, Rhio Zel Cantheliz. According to our sources, her name is Jasmin Masadra. She was the commoner who was previously reported as the fiancé of Derick Brundon, the Vice President of Cryzastic Corps.” The signal suddenly died. I knew the flight crews purposely turned it off. And they refused to take me back to the country. The flight rerouted and took me back overseas.

Elena I didn’t tell Damien. Couldn’t. Because if I had, he would’ve stopped me……..and I needed to do this alone. Not as his pawn. Not even as Isabelle’s mother. But as the woman Sierra Montrose thought she had broken. She hadn’t. And tonight, I’d prove it. It started with a whisper. A contact buried so deep in the Viper network, that even Damien hadn’t touched him in years. He went by Cipher…….a ghost in the system. Someone who didn’t exist on any official registry but once ran digital Intel for Viper's darkest operations.