A woman in casual clothes rushed to the dining area. She hugged the old lady who was hysterically shouting and keeps on saying that Sophia is not dead.
"I'm sorry ma'am, I'm sorry," the woman apologizes as she was bowing her head, tremendously sorry for what the old lady did.
"I-It's okay." Celestine stood up and hugged herself. She rubbed her arms as she look at the old lady who was being escorted outside the dining area.
She inhaled and exhaled, trying to catch her breath. The old lady creeped her out. She blew air and swallowed hard.
"Ma'am?" The maid called her.
Celestine turned around to face the maid. "Yes?"
"Sir Vincent ask me to accompany you inside of your room now."
"Okay..." she said, following the maid. She had no choice but to follow her. It was stupid of her not to always remember that she got a
"Thank you, Mr. Mogilevich. I'm looking forward to working with you." Vincent accepts the man's hand offering a handshake. They shake hands and eventually parted ways after minutes of casually talking."Woah, that's nice," Kingston who just arrived get the glass of wine on the table and drank it.Vincent checked his wristwatch. The meeting took three hours of his time. It somehow made his throat dry so he motioned his hand to call a waiter."Yes, Sir?""I want a cold glass of water," he said gruffly."Is that all, sir?"Kingston on Vincent's side spoke, "One chicken fettuccini alfredo and smoked creamy salmon please.""Okay sir, is that all? We have—"Vincent interrupted. "That's all. You can leave now."Kingston chuckled and took a deep breath. "You should at least let him finish and do his job."The glass of cold water that Vincent ordered arrived. The waiter put it fastidious
The silence that engulfed them only made the sound of the waves as they hit the seashore distinct. Vincent did not answer her questions. He stood straight next to her, arm around her waist, squeezing her hips from time to time. Celestine's head seems like it has a mind of its own and without her consent, it moved and rested on Vincent's shoulder. He stilled, astonished by her sudden move but he did not complain nor say a thing. He let the heaviness of her head lay to his shoulder. "You saved me again. Why?" she murmured. Not a doubt, she's grateful that he saved her but it was confusing knowing that he shouldn't act that way. "I have to go now," he whispered against her hair. She closed her eyes as the warmth of his breath run through her scalp. Goosebumps developed on her nape down to her arms. "Okay." She slowly moved her head away from his shoulder and crossed her a
Despite his astonishment, Kingston became alert and he was quick to pull out the gun on his back and point it in Vladimir's head who was now emotionless. They could no longer read what emotions he hid behind his stern face. It was impossible to decipher what emotion he's surfacing. Kingston did not expect that Vladimir would tell the truth in front of Vincent. Even though he denied everything to himself he could say that he should not belittle what Vladimir and what he's capable of doing because of what he did right now. He's certain that the man has other plans. Unfortunately, he can't seem to think of something that Vladimir was planning. And it's his job to know it. "I won't hesitate to fire this gun on your head." He looked at Vincent. His mouth is slightly opened as if he still could not believe what Vladimir had confessed. Kingston pressed the gun on Vladimir's head even more but despite that, Vladimir remained calm. 
The time when the waves becomes calm was also the same time Kingston took his last breath.Celestine was almost unable to open her mouth. Her two eyes witnessed how Vincent remorselessly shot Kingston. It was a ghastly sight that anyone, not only her, would be affrighted to see.She's scared of him. She had always been but it was different now. Her heart beats for a ruthless man and no matter how much she badly wants it to stop—it suffocates her.The wind whistled, chillness engulfed her. She rubbed both of her arms as she take a step. Vladimir remained silent at her side. It was a blessing in disguise for her because she doesn't want to talk to anyone."Vincent's wasn't as cruel as what you are thinking right now," Vladimir said.She wiped the dry tears to her cheeks. They stick to her face like glue. It was difficult to get rid of them so she
"How was your sis? She's fine now?" Vladimir asked as he sat on the wooden chair opposite Sebastian. The chillness inside of the resthouse doubled, compared to the outside that it triggered his skin, giving him goosebumps."She's fine now. She just needs to rest for a couple of days." Sebastian yawned upon rubbing his itchy eyes. He was lucky that he didn't receive any wounds from what happened earlier. Two cars chased after them, shooting their car and intending to kill every one of them.Vladimir nodded. "That's great. Just monitor her. You know Alice and how stubborn she is."He spoke again. "She likes to throw herself to Vincent. It's something I'm scared about her."Sebastian was about to speak when Carter with a huge grin plastered on his lips entered the kitchen. He was carrying a can of beers in a plastic bag while his other hand was carrying plastic tube ice. Despite the heaviness of t
Vincent walked with heavy footsteps. It echoes throughout the hallway surpassing the sound of Vladimir's shoes as they hit the cold tile floor. He was walking behind Vincent, his mouth shut, eyes on the open windowpanes and hands on his pocket. "I know what happened now..." Vincent said as he stopped walking. His hands were in his pocket when he turned around to face Vladimir. Vladimir averted his gaze to the window and look straight into Vincent's eyes. "What did you know?" he asked, his voice is calm despite the curiosity that was starting to grow inside of his mind. "I know what happened to Sophia. You killed her." Rage reflected in Vincent's eyes. It was relentless. Vladimir had seen it before. He's familiar with the sinister that was hiding behind Vincent's eyes. Vladimir calmly emerges a bubble gum out of his pocket and chews it. 
Celestine felt the tension between the three men. The three men exchanged glares at each other as if they were holding a grudge against one another. She was silent behind Vincent even though she was confused as to why the man seemed to be protecting her against Vladimir's father. The old man seemed fine for her.When the old man was able to recover from the shock he felt upon seeing his son again, he stepped a little closer to his son and patted his shoulder."Long time no see, son."Vladimir's face darkened and it seemed like at any moment he was ready to kill someone. His eyes were in the shade of black and red, burning in rage."What are you doing here?" he asked his father."This restaurant is not part of Mogilevich's property anymore so I don't see anything wrong about coming here to visit."Vincent's grip on Celestine's hand loosened slightly as h
"No, you're lying. You're just making this thing up. Who asked you to say these lies huh? Vincent? Well, I'm not stupid. I won't believe you or even your boss!" she shouted as she turned her back to Vladimir. He chased her and grabbed her by arm."Listen, I'm your stepbrother. Your mom had an affair—"She slapped him, hard. Her hands were trembling and despite the soreness of her hand as it land on Vladimir's cheek she managed to clinch it into a fist. Her mom has nothing to do with the mafia and everything that Vladimir was saying right now. She won't believe him, never. Although her mom was already in heaven and wasn't able to defend herself anymore to accusations that Vladimir had been putting against her name, the memories of her mother should still be respected."Don't you ever try to accuse her of something she didn't do again in front of me because I don't know what I can do just to protect my mom?" Gradually, the corners of her eyes felt warm