Warning: Mature Content *** "You should never feel shy around me Céline..." He trailed off as his eyes moved from her face to the mound of soft skin peeking out from atop her shirt. His fingers moved dangerously low, creating a path from her neck to her cleavage. Goosebumps formed on her skin, wherever his cold fingers traced. Céline held her breathe, her folds getting wet. *** Innocent, beautiful but heartbroken Celine Fayet is out for revenge. Unable to find peace until her parent's death is avenged, she chooses one wickedly enticing option to get the money she so desperately needs; marry Damien Culhane, sexy multi-billionaire. Except that Damien, drop dead gorgeous with his panty dropping smile, has no plans of getting married. Content with his playboy ways, he cruises among the elites, leaving a trail of aching hearts wherever he goes. Until he meets stunning Celine who makes him want to have a rethink. In a clash of stunning attraction, these two begin to play wicked sensual games and even as Celine knows that the deal between them is businesslike, she finds herself falling head over heels for Damien. But when she discovers a deadly secret, something that makes her choose between vengeance and Damien, devastated Celine is stuck between her head and her heart. Who should her loyalty lie with? Damien? Or her dead parents? A thrilling tale of love, lust and revenge.
Chapter 1 Prologue
PROLOGUE
They had sent a signal out.
Her husband was dead, and they were coming for her. She knew it, and she had just a little time left before they located her and killed her too. There was no time to grieve for her late husband. She had her whole life to do so if she survived this. Right now, her focus was getting herself and her little daughter out of here and to safety. They needed to go somewhere far away, where they would not find them until she got back up.
She rushed to the study to pick up a pen and a paper. As quickly as possible, she scribbled down a note:
Whomever you are that found her, this was my last wish before I die, that you ensure the safety of my daughter and that she lives. Do have a kind heart and grant the last wish of a dying and helpless mother. Take her to her aunt at the address below:
6th Avenue, New Jersey.
The last thing she wanted was for her daughter to grow up in a foster home. She carefully folded the paper and rushed out of the study. Her daughter was in a corner in the sitting room. She was on the floor, playing with her building blocks. She was innocent and little. She was oblivious to what was happening, what was likely to happen. She walked over to her daughter and knelt to meet her level.
"Baby, we have to go," she said, pushing aside the building blocks and reaching out to her daughter. She embraced her, hugging her tightly because she knew that this was probably the last time she would hold her daughter.
"Where, Mama?" The tiny and lovely voice of her three years old daughter was all it took to make her lose control. She had been holding back the tears, but now it came pouring down, her shoulders quaking uncontrollably.
"Mama, why are you crying?"
Releasing her daughter, she wiped her tears with the back of her right palm. She should not let her see her this way. She did not want to scare her. Her daughter deserved the peace of mind gifted to every young child.
Holding her two shoulders, she looked up at the eyes of her daughter. "You know mommy loves you, right?"
"I know, mama. I love you too, mama."
"I would never leave you intentionally, baby. I would never do that. I need you to understand." She was a little child, and to her, the word intentionally must be ambiguous, but there was no time to explain. She just needed to say those words to her. She would grow up and understand.
As if sensing the gravity of the situation, her usually inquisitive daughter did not bother asking her the meaning of the word intentionally. She was very grateful for that.
"Mama, where is daddy? Will he go with us?"
Unshed tears were threatening to fall. There was no time to get emotional. Here was a mother who needed to be strong for her daughter.
"He will meet us there." She lied. Without waiting for her daughter to respond, she continued,
"Take this, sweetheart."She put the folded note inside a small pocket on her gown. "Whenever I am not around, whenever you cannot see me, give this to someone. Anyone- except a cop, ok? Will you do that for me, baby?"
"Yes, mama."Her daughter replied, nodding her head.
"You know the uniform of a policeman, right?"She asked
"Yes, mama."
"Don't ever give it to someone in that uniform, ok baby?"
"Yes, mama."
"You are a brave girl. Brave like your mama."she said, pecking her daughter on both cheeks. "Come on. We have to go."
She stood up and picked up her daughter, carrying her to her side on the waist. Quickly, she ran to the front door and opened it. The sound of trails of cars parking in front of their house stopped her. She listened. Footsteps followed the sound, marching toward them, heavy and fast.
Deep down, she knew it was too late, but she was not going to give up easily. She was going to fight till her last breath. She rushed to the kitchen to use the back door, grabbing a knife along the way. She opened a drawer close to the door and brought out a bunch of keys.
Dropping her daughter, she tried locating where the key was, her hands fidgeting. A bang on the front door sent her leaping and her daughter wrapping her hands tightly around her legs. Two more banging noises and the front door came crashing down.
"Find them!"were the cruel and cold words that greeted her ears. Deep and fierce, the voice was. A hint of what was their faith if this person caught them. Without giving up, she kept trying the keys. It was not a frequently used door, so she hardly knew which one was the right key.
Footsteps were getting closer, and her hands were becoming sweaty. She was on the verge of having a panic attack. If she did not survive this, her daughter had to.
"Once I open the door, baby. You run, run and do not look back. She whispered to her daughter, still trying the keys as she spoke.
The door clicked.
She had found the key. Smiling with tears streaming down her face, she looked down at her daughter, knowing it was the last time she was going to see her.
"Do not move!"It was the same deep and cold voice. Taking a deep breath, she swung the door open, fast as she could.
"Run, Baby! Run!"She screamed with all her might. Those were her last words before a bullet passed right through her head.
Chapter 1 Prologue
12/01/2022
Chapter 2 Hello sexy
12/01/2022
Chapter 3 You know, don't you
12/01/2022
Chapter 4 It's a deal
12/01/2022
Chapter 5 Who doesn't know Damien Culhane
12/01/2022
Chapter 6 Who said I can't marry a billionaire
12/01/2022
Chapter 7 Marriage ! No way!
12/01/2022
Chapter 8 Seduce him...
12/01/2022
Chapter 9 Who is this woman !
12/01/2022
Chapter 10 She's an angel...
12/01/2022
Chapter 11 Go home with me
18/01/2022
Chapter 12 Like what you see
18/01/2022
Chapter 13 Celine please...
18/01/2022
Chapter 14 To die of pleasure
18/01/2022
Chapter 15 All part of the naughty plan
18/01/2022
Chapter 16 Officially obsessed
18/01/2022
Chapter 17 Just crazy
18/01/2022
Chapter 18 Tired
18/01/2022
Chapter 19 Now you really are crazy
18/01/2022
Chapter 20 Need to have my hands on you
18/01/2022
Chapter 21 How may I help you
18/01/2022
Chapter 22 Finally
18/01/2022
Chapter 23 Suspecting her motives
18/01/2022
Chapter 24 Isn't it obvious it's yours already
18/01/2022
Chapter 25 I'll think she'll make a good wife
18/01/2022
Chapter 26 Mother stop please
18/01/2022
Chapter 27 Lies of the heart
18/01/2022
Chapter 28 John...
18/01/2022
Chapter 29 Putting plans in motion
20/01/2022
Chapter 30 What was wrong with him
20/01/2022
Chapter 31 To torture him...
20/01/2022
Chapter 32 Start the seduction...
20/01/2022
Chapter 33 What are you doing
20/01/2022
Chapter 34 Losing his mind
22/01/2022
Chapter 35 ...Get rid of her
22/01/2022
Chapter 36 His home or her home
22/01/2022
Chapter 37 Take you right here
22/01/2022
Chapter 38 Not ready to marry anyone
22/01/2022
Chapter 39 Too late to back down now
22/01/2022
Chapter 40 The goal
27/01/2022
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