Chapter 9

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THE car window was shattered after Ezekiel Bellevera hitting it with a rock. I didn't know how to explain to Manager Roa what happened to the car.

"Do you think you can escape from me, Celestine?"

He forced the car open as I held it tightly not to open it for him. But he is strong trying to pull it open.

“Stop it, Bellevera! I don’t like you! Get lost, please!" My heartbeat has doubled and I'm scared of what he's doing now. He makes me scared to death.

"Open the door and let's talk," he said, his eyes are fierce that hard to believe we are just going to talk.

"We don't have anything to talk with." My hand was shaking as I started turning the car engine and leaves him behind after I immediately drove off. Bellevera could almost drag on from the car as his hands still there gripping.

It was his fault, he scared me. And I get more confused, knowing what to do when I’m scared.

Moments later, I was suddenly hit by a car.

The car filled with smoke and I could feel hot liquid dripping from my head. That hurts a little. When I opened my eyes I saw a red car. It is the red car that hit the side of Roa’s car.

That’s the exact car Bellevera brought when I found him during the traffic jam making some carnal scene.

With the force of the impact from the collision, I could feel the pain of my body started to ache. I almost felt that I was just about to get out of the windshield.

From my peripheral vision, I saw Bellevera getting out of the car and walk towards me. I was fainting and I could do nothing even cry. My body froze as well as my voice. I can’t find it right now.

I guess this is my end. Ezekiel Bellevera surely captures me.

"I told you, I can't let you go, Celestine." That was the exact voice I heard when I regain my consciousness.

"W-What is this?" I was sitting next to him and he was driving the car now. I am no longer in my car. He carried me over from that Roa’s car up to his car.

“If I can't pass praying from saints, then fast as saints. I'm impatient, Celestine. I don't want to be kept waiting.”

"Bring me down, Ezekiel! Stop this car. I’m going out!” Whatever I tried screaming, he becomes numb.

I’m just getting tired of what I’m doing.

“On one condition. Let's have fun, right now, Babe.”

“No! That’s impossible! You are hilarious! I will not marry you. I don’t love you. I also know you don't love me.” I can’t love him either.

"You're right. Not yet, but I want you to be mine, Celestine,” he said while driving and transferring his gaze from the road to me.

I took a deep breath and there I let go of the word I shouldn’t have said. “A month. Give me a month. For a month, when you don't make me fall in love with you. Let’s cut our connections.”

I can't love him. Even for a month, he will never get my will. He is not the man I want to be with. Another thing is I don’t like men. I hate them all, badly.

“Deal! But there is an exchange. We will date for a month. That means I can get whatever I want from you until I get bored. Within a month, when I am exhausted, you will be free.”

That’s unfair! I almost rolled my eyes at what he said. "It's not fair!"

"I know. It's a pity that my appeal won’t gain anything from you. Because that’s all I can get from you and you can’t afford to love me, then let’s make that deal. Come on, Celestine, don’t act like a virgin. We know that someone has taken it first.”

My eyes widened at what he said and he turned violently while I am holding my aching head. "H-How did you find out about it?"

“You think you are clean. You are Not A Saint, Celestine. You just look like a saint because of your beauty and charm. But you are no different from the women I dates. But let's see if you are better in bed than them. ”

“You are an animal! If you are going to insult me, then just kill me. ”

“Be patient babe. Wait until I'll kill you with pleasure. You can scream my name in ecstasy, Celestine. But that will depend on your performance,” he said grinning like a lunatic devious man.

"You're terrible than an animal!"

"If you had just told Brent to hide it, I wouldn't know and get jealous. Tsk! But that was too late. He is dead."

I was even more thrilled to strike him, hard. Is being miserable I've experienced wasn’t enough? He also wanted to hurt me. He’s the same with Brent. I knew it!

“You should be thankful. I want to marry you, compared to Brent Echavez who only looks at you as a partner in bed. How can he going to marry you if he married your mother, by the way?”

I was can’t stop myself crying. I cried a lot at what he said. "Stop it!"

“Maybe you are really his target, but because your mother likes him, they got married. And you left as a wh*re, a lady warming your stepfather’s bed.”

"Stop! Please, stop!” My hands are already covering my ears. I don't want to hear anything anymore.

“That’s the truth, Celestine. Your mom is really only after money from your stepdad’s worth. And your good stepdad is after you, that’s why they got married.”

“F*CK!” he screamed in pain when I bit his arm.

He pushed me and I almost slapped my face on the window. That's what men deserve. Just wait Bellevera, I'll give you the pain you deserved more than that.

“Are you some wild animal? Do you really need to bite me? Don't use your mouth to hurt me, Celestine. Use it in something else. Perhaps making me cry in ecstatic fantasy.” He even gave me a strange grin. How disgusting!

I already knew what he was thinking. Even if he doesn’t point it out, I know that’s what he wants to say. He’s nothing but a pe*vert. Carnal desires are always on his mind.

“Don’t think about biting me again, Celestine. Because you will not know what I will give you when I scold you, hard.”

He opened the door lock.

“Let's start dating tomorrow at noontime. You can relax, by now. Go down. I might even hurt you back,” he ordered me as he stopped and pulled the car on the side of the road.

I hurriedly unbuckled the seatbelt and immediately pushed the door open.

I just watched him turning his car away. He left me looking like a rag. My head hurts as the wounds are aching too.

I never thought I had met a worse demon. If mom knows this, she would not let me be with him.

I had to find a way to escape him in any way. If I need to study self-defense, martial arts, taekwondo, or muay Thai. I will do everything just to prevent what he is planning to do.

I walked again. Not knowing where to go until my feet took me in front of a private clinic. There I could no longer move, I lost my balance and my vision darkened until I lost consciousness.

I don’t know how long I have slept since my vision fell into the darkness. When I slowly opening my eyes I saw a flood of light.

I'm already in a room.

"Are you okay, Miss Celes?"

I was distracted by that voice. A woman's voice. "W-Where am I?"

“I saw you unconscious in front of our clinic. I am Doctor Punzalan. It was good that I got to know you right away. My girl is your fan,” she said smilingly. She doesn’t look like a threat.

"Thank you, doc." I got up from lying down and sat down but she stops me.

"Take it slowly. Your wounds will not heal. You can get dizzy and fall again.”

I stop insisting on getting up as she said. “Can I contact my manager? Unfortunately, I left my phone in my car and just walked to find help. ”

"No worries." She pulled her phone out of the pocket of her hospital gown. “Here is my phone. You can now call your manager.”

Fortunately, I memorized Ms. Roa's number than my own number. A few minutes later she answers her phone call.

“Hello. Roa speaking.”

“Ms. Roa…”

“Celestine? Is that you? Where the hell is you! Do you know how worried I was? Till now you aren’t here.”

“Sorry, Ms. Roa. I am at the clinic right now.” I moved the phone away from my ear to get the address where I was. I gave it to my manager and immediately turned off the phone and returned it to the owner.

Less than fifteen minutes later Ms. Roa arrived looking bad. Her face looks scary.

“Why? What happened? Why are you here Are you okay?" Concerning about me painted on her face as she started asking too many questions.

“I'm fine, Ms. Roa. Doc Punzalan helped me,” I said transferring my gaze at the woman who is standing behind Ms. Roa.

“What exactly happened? Why do you have a bandage on your head?” she asked while standing. The sympathy indeed not obviously filled her face, she was more annoyed because I got injured and had another scar on my arm.

“Someone was drunk when he crashed into my car. I left your car, I don't know if it was towed. I am really sorry,” I said apologizing for what happened to her car.

“All right. I'll take care of my car. Next time I won't lend you. Never again. If I only knew this would happen to you, I wouldn't let you go out.” I just gave her an apologetic smile even though it was embarrassing because Doc Punzalan is gazing at me. It was as if I had a mother nags at me because of what I did.

"I'm sorry, really am."

“If I only knew that this was going to happen, I would have just joined you. What if, your mom finds out? I'm sure I'll be d*mn too. ”

“Just don't let her know then. I'm really sorry. It will never happen again. ”

“Never again! And she still finds out about this. When she sees you having a wound, she will probably ask me why I let you. ”

I smiled in embarrassment and just kept quiet as I accepted what she was saying.

“There’s nothing next, Celestine. You can't borrow the car from me anymore. If you have a walk, I’m going with you. You still have a scheduled contract. How is your skin when it is going to get scars, ha? The contract endorsement will be wasted.” She just kept on preaching as if the doctor wasn't there.

Because this is a private clinic they do not have a private room. Only a curtain was drawn dividing as a door.

Despite those wounds, that’s not what I’m worried about. It’s the deluge brought to me by Ezekiel Bellevera.