Celestine slowly opened her eyes. He felt heavy for reasons he did not know. Even though he wanted to stand up he couldn’t because of the tiredness he felt in his muscles. Because he can't move. He just looked around. He was shocked when when he opened his eyes no white ceiling opened up to him. "Oh, you're finally awake," Lander said when he noticed that he had barely moved in the backseat. He looked at Lander and only then did he realize that he was inside Lander's car and he had escaped to his hospital room. "How are you? Feel better now?" he asked Celestine as his eyes focused on the road. "A-A bit," she weakly answered. In fact, he felt that his sleep was even worse because he felt even heavier now that he had just woken up but he chose not to tell Lander because he didn't want to worry about it. "You sure?" he asked again to make sure Celestine was okay. Celestine smiled at his question. He already knew Lander very well and always put his welfare first. He did not a
"It tastes good?" Lander asked as he looked at Celestine. Even though the girl was smiling and talking to him, he was still worried about it. The weakness is still obvious on his face. "Yeah," she weakly said and she smiled at Lander again. He doesn't want to worry about Lander anymore so even though he feels weak, he tries to act normally to hide how he really feels. "Are we going to continue looking for Vincent? We can just open it," he said in a gentle voice. He knows that sometimes Celestine is stubborn especially about the things he is really determined to do but he will not let them continue to search even though Celestine is still weak. They shouldn't just set aside her condition. Celestine had just returned from the hospital and the doctor had not yet notified her to leave because Celestine had just escaped from the hospital. Because of that, he knew in himself that he needed to take better care of Celestine and monitor her condition. Celestine shook his head. "No, w
Vincent's jaw was severed in his face. All of his staff had their mouths skea-ducted and their hands were on their backs because his wrists were also skeolic. She looked at her wristwatch. He did not yet know the full details of what happened because his associate's mouth was stinging and he had no intention of removing it. It was a few hours ago but they still haven't lost Nicholas. And that was one of Vincent's most disgusting. All of his staff were in a serious prepersions but they just couldn't get rid of themselves. Vincent is very disappointed with what he sees. Vincent took a deep breath with his arm. He looked at each of his men and scratched the back of his head. "Obviously, I never fucking expect Kingston to defeat all of you just like that. But there's nothing I can do because it's happened..." He paused and turned his eyes toward his men. They averted their gaze from Vincent. Their boss is not used to joking like he is telling them now, so their heartbeat is gradually
Privacy has been something that Celestine had been deprived of her whole life. Even before she decided to be a model, the media's eyes is already on their family because of her father's success as a businessman. And feeling it all now since she met Vincent had made her realized that she has been living a life that is not real. Before, she think that if she succeed in doing what she really passoniate about, she wouldn't want anything else anymore after that. But she's entirely wrong. She worked so hard to get on the top that she forget to live her life as Celestine Oakmont behind the camera. She doesn't have time to relax because of her busy work schedule, even though she is in the parties her mind was thinking on the appointments she has for tomorrow, and sometimes she even forget her own birthday. Her life revolves around the limelight that she had forgotten to step out of it. She removed the duvet on her stomach and she sit on the side of the bed. A while ago, when they are
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Arthur repeatedly cursed under his breath. Someone hacked the system and make him lost access to all the CCTV inside of the hotel. He is clenching his jaw as he expertly tried to get to the system again. He should've pay attention to everything that is happening and didn't chill and become confident that no one will ever try to enter the system and try to be in control of everything. "C'mon, c'mon," he said while waiting for the system to open again for him because if what he did doesn't work, he might lose access to the CCTVs inside of the hotel permanently. After the longest two mintes of his life waiting, he finally get to have the access to everything. The first thing he checked was Celestine's room and he found her in the living room watching TV. He creased his forehead. There's something wrong and he can feel it. No one will hack the system if nothing happened. It was quite suspicious. He leaned his back on his game chair and caressed his chin while s
The moment he saw Celestine when she slowly opened the door, he immediately noticed the sadness in her eyes that evidently shown because of her swollen eyes. She looked on her feet to avoid his eyes. As much as possible she wants to avoid the questions he might ask after seeing her swollen eyes that she choose to looked away even though she wanted so bad to stare at him because for her, it feels like a decade since she last saw him. When she was unconcious at the hospital she don't remember what she had dreamed. However, she remembered a particular scene where she was chasing Vincent. She was chasing him and shouting to get his attention but he continued walking without looking back and the last thing she knew, her eyes is already staring at the white ceiling of her hospital room. And until now, that dream still haunting her even with her eyes open. "Hi," he said in a low tone of voice. He is lost for words. He doesn't know where he should start because he is trying to weigh h
Celestine was left dumbfounded at the living room. She did not expect Vincent to leave her just like that given that they are not finished talking yet. She looked at the ceiling and she take a deep breath. Vincent is probably lying at her that when she confronted him, he made a way for them not to talk. She thought to herself. And as she stay at the silent living room a bit longer, she wondered what was the thing that Vincent wants to hide from her. Perhaps, it has something to do to where he actually stay the whole day. But she keep on praying that what she think is wrong. She removed the blanket on her lap and get out of the sofa. She wants a conversation with Vincent and she knew that if she just stay inside of the living room she wouldn't have the chance to have a conversation with him which he clearly trying to avoid. Her footsteps is the only thing that can be heard inside of the suite. And even though she try to surpass its sound by trying to make her every step slower, i
"Don't touch me! Let go! Please let go of me I'm begging you. Please let go," she shouted to two masculine men holding her arms on both sides. The two men were wearing black sunglasses, a blak suit and white tie. They are also wearing earpieces that is connected on the other line where their boss dictate the things they need to do. No matter how much she tries to struggle from their grips, their hands was effortlessly still on her arms, hindering her to move on her own. "I'm begging you please. Let me go... I'll do everything that you guys want. I mean, anything. Just let me go please. I don't want to die please," she begged even though she feels like she's running out of air in her lungs. Her heart was started to raise when she's getting closer and closer to the fire. She can already feel the heat from the fire without being actually getting close to it. And as those men keeps on pushing her near the fire, she can feel the fear in her heart. I don't want to die. No, I don't wa