Evelyn Hugo And Celia Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It was about the fire between them. Evelyn’s back hit the soft duvet, and the air left her lungs in a quiet gasp. Above her, Lucien was a shadow of pure, frantic hunger. The drug had stripped away the CEO and the cold husband, leaving behind a man who was nothing but heat and a desperate, shaky need to be touched.

" Well , who cares . The others quickly walk away because they knew Celia had a rich brother and a rich fiance . Her brother is the Moo's enterprise president and her fiance is the owner of the M& C hospital. No one dares to talk back to her. " Ignore them Vivy . They are also like that when they saw me arrived with Charles car a month ago ." Celia said to Vivy. " I'm fine . I don't care anyway . Then how about you ?" Vivy ask her . She had known about the incident two days ago but she's had been absend for two days . The day of the incident happened , she went to the condominium's building with her mother and yesterday she was busy for the house decoration and cooking for her sister's class

Elowen said, pointing at them, unable to complete her sentence. The scene she had witnessed had completely shocked her. She had never imagined something was going on between them. She had suspected that Cecelia was seeing someone, but she never thought it was Evans. Elowen had only followed Cecelia to find out what she was up to because her behavior had been strange. “The thing is…” Cecelia started, then paused, not knowing what words to use. She turned to look at Evans. “We are seeing each other now,” Evans said, helping her out.

Cecilia slightly tilted her head,"She looks like close with your Boss. Honestly, I want to meet him. Just curious because Max always talk highly about him." "Ah, well. Don't worry about it. She isn't like that." Hugo pushed himself to laugh since he can't spill the fact about Max. "Really? I want to know, too. Your boyfriend rarely compliment someone else." Somehow Kaleela look excited. Hugo let out a heavy sigh. "Please don't expect too much, My Lady. Sometime imagination is better than reality." ------ Havana waking up in small room with dim light. But, she can't move since her hands and leg tied up in the chair. There something in her mouth that prevent her to talk, let alone to scream.

As Yvonne’s final, teasing words fell, the sound of muffled intimacy drifted from the next room, followed by the soft click of a closing door. Celia quickly stepped away from her own door, retreating back to her bed. Lying down, she shut her eyes, but her face had turned pale. For a brief moment, she couldn’t help but find herself both pathetic and laughable. “Celia Quinn, what are you even thinking?” she whispered bitterly. When she had seen Lucas’ panicked expression earlier, an absurd thought had flashed through her mind—that maybe, just maybe, those love letters were written for her. But now, after hearing his conversation with Yvonne, she knew just how ridiculous that idea had been.

The man was a study in athletic grace. They took a quick break and Evan left Celia to go get drinks for them both. Celia turned to see Lucy approaching through the crowd, her face lit up like a Christmas tree. “Celia! I’m so glad I got over to you before Evan spirits you away again.” Celia smiled warmly back at Evan’s mother. Lucy reached out to squeeze Celia’s hand. “I can’t thank you enough for coming. It’s so obvious that the two or you are in love.”

Evelyn said as she spoke to Hugo’s tailor. “Exactly, make something that hugs her body and brings out her shape.” Hugo smirked and Evelyn smacked him across the arm. “Ow! For a girl, you really hit…poorly.” Evelyn huffed and tried to kick him in the butt but he caught her leg and pulled her hard, causing Evelyn to fall flat against him. “Get a room!” Someone yelled from the crowd. Hugo and Odessa laughed while Evelyn blushed. Something strange was going on between them and Odessa knew it.