Not A Saint (ENGLISH VERSION)

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THE cashier quickly agreed to my request. I give the full instructions about the delivery. The address and time. I told them the delivery will be done tomorrow afternoon. It's also too late now if I request it today. When I checked my watch, it was close to seven in the evening.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

"Ma'am, are you Miss Celes Alcazar?"

I was surprised by that cashier's question. I know I'm not a very well-known celebrity model so how did she recognize me?

She showed me a magazine. "You are in the photo, you are the cover. We always put the magazine on the magazine rack and you are always on the cover photo."

I smiled at her. "I'm sorry, maybe you have just mistaken me, miss. But that's not me."

The woman seems not convinced of what I said. She just gave me my receipt then I left her sight. I picked up the grocery items I had deposited first before I went inside and before I forgot.

"Ma'am, I'll take care of that. This is just a little bit, "the man presented to me as he was holding the electric items in a box I bought.

I gave well without any hesitance.

After the salesman loaded all in the trunk with my purchases as well as the grocery, I only managed to give him a hundred bucks. If my budget wasn't tight right now, I might give him five hundred bucks.

Since I left the cellphone in the compartment I didn't notice the miss calls of that arrogant Bellevera. He just made eight miss calls on my cellphone and had two text messages.

I immediately pulled the car over to read his text.

I never thought he would go to where I am staying now. The text, only states that he was in front of the building talking to the guards while waiting for me.

Thirty minutes was the time I spent when I reached my place.

Disappointed, I stared at the man leaning against the car, in a formal gray tuxedo suit and a frown on his face who looked like he had been waiting or waiting for me. Sh*t! He's here. I am so d*mned.

I blew the horn first and then the gate opened and I parked the car. I was forced to get out there and leave only the ones I bought in the car.

"Oh there you are," he said when I walk and stand in front of him.

"How did you know I was here?"

"Do you think you can hide, Celestine?" he said as soon as he grabbed my waist.

"I can tell them you're a stalker."

"Go ahead. They know I'm your fiancè. So, it doesn't matter that you have no reason to do that."

"You an as*holel!" I said between greeted teeth.

He released me. "Will I be waiting for you here while you're dressed or do I have to accompany you to your apartment?" he asked full of malice.

I approached and whispered in his ear. "F*ck off, Jerk!"

He just gives me a crisp laugh before I turned my back on him. "I will stay here until you get dressed."

Running away from him is way better but I feel like I can't do that because in every corner where I am I always see his shadow. A shadow that watching over me.

I was forced to go upstairs, to my room and just follow what he said. I didn't have the strength, nor did I have enough money to punish him or order anyone to take him away.

If he wants a game. Fine. I will play with him. I have nothing more to lose. I am wasted, I do not look like garbage right now, but sure I am after what Brent did to me. If he wanted a game to play, go ahead, I will play with him until he gets bored and he voluntarily gives up. What Ezekiel wants, surely he will get by a painful return.

I almost jumped when I heard his voice behind me.

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"You are hiding here all along? I can give you a decent condo if you want. You don't fit in here."

I know he has to offer in exchange for something so I never trust him.

I quickly went inside and was about to close the door when he stopped me. "Nah ah ah. Not yet."

In Bellevera's strength I could do nothing but just open the door for him.

Disappointment flooded his face when he saw the whole apartment without a single thing inside it.

This is why I don't let him in. He only insulted me for whatever he sees here.

"Oh! I didn't know you will stay here in this kind of place. It felt gross!" The disgust was evident in his reaction of not knowing how to touch the wall or whether he would just remain to stand. Since I don't have any chairs in the living room area he has no choice but to stand up if he gets tired he has no choice but to sit on the cold floor.

"It's okay, just go out. I don't need you here, "I shooed him away.

"Believe me. You need me more. After all, you can go on my pad. My father and your mother wouldn't say anything. I have the money luxury and more than anything you could ask for. Our family is also a little richer than Brent," he boasted. He always bragging about how wealthy he has when it belongs to his family and not exactly by his effort.

"I don't care if you are the son of the richest man in the world."

HE APPROACHED me. I don't know if he was insulted by what I said, hit his ego, or just wanted to mock at me.

"That's what I want from you, you're too aggressive. You can fight in bed too, Celestine." He holds my waist again. "I can take you right now if I want to, Celestine. I really want to punish you, because of your stubbornness, for not following me, and because we are late for the event."

I felt his other palm crawling until reaching the cheek of my butt.

"You are so soft, from your chest down this." He even squeezed it full of excitement. "Let's not just leave. I can enjoy this moment with you, anyway."

I was disgusted when he brought his face closer and literally licked my neck.

"You taste like sugar. It's okay for me even sleeping here in your apartment. Looks like everything sounds great when I'm with and I am inside you."

I quickly pushed him away. His brain is very malicious and dirty. Is this what I planted in his mind after he saw me and Brent doing gross things in the office?

He laughed heartily. "Go ahead. Get dressed, before I change my mind, Celestine."

I tried not to cry with him. As much as I have been through he will never make me cry. He's not the man to cry for and can fold a Celestine Alcazar.

I just picked up the dress and carried it into the room then locked it, wish he could not enter.

If I let him wait outside he will break down this door just to get in and he will definitely succeed in his plan to get me.

I have no choice. I took off my clothes one by one until only a piece of white lacy underwear was left. I was in a hurry to put on the gown when I heard his voice.

"I told you I didn't want anyone letting me wait. I will break this f*cking door if you don't come out," he shouted impatiently as expected.

"I'll be dressed in less than five minutes!" I shout at him.

No make-up, no lipstick or mascara, and eyebrow liner. I didn't put any lipstick on my face, other than the lip balm that can't be missing because my lips peel when it's not there and when it dries up.

I just let my straight hair flowing down. Why do I have to dress up and fix my face for this guy? He will only have more reason to be interested in me.

"Plain, simple but gorgeous. Great! Don't forget this." He lifted a pair of sandals that filled the small box. He even wore it on me when he knelt on his other leg on the tiled floor and lifted my foot. He stood up after making sure I wore them properly. "If you had just been obedient to me, there would have been no problem. I am ready to serve you until you get bored. Not unless you prefer an old ugly man that a fresher young billionaire."

"I didn't choose him! I had no choice but to act submissive, "I reasoned that he didn't seem to believe me.

He stepped closer to me and make all my hair poring down behind my back. "Straight black silky hair is better on you. But anything is up to you. You are gorgeous enough, by the way. The size I chose is right for you. I thought it wouldn't fit. It fits well with your hourglass body." He stared at me from my feet until he stopped at my chest and meaningfully stared at it. "Ah! I should stop looking at you like this. You make me have a boner."

He was disgusted especially when he touched what he was referring to as a boner. I immediately turned my gaze away and I didn't want to look at what he was doing now obscenely.

I was about to walk when he approached me and accompanied me. I just grabbed my pouch, my car keys and apartment keys, along with my cellphone is inside that pouch bag. I put the gold strap on my shoulder hanging the pouch on. I just stumbled when he grabbed my arm and we went down the stairs walking hand in hand.

I remind myself that this is not date nor a formal date. This is a day with the beast.