Not A Saint (ENGLISH VERSION)

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EZEKIEL BELLEVERA'S Point Of View

I WOKE up unexpectedly. Dmn! I can feel how my head is aching right now. But I can feel my body is floating lightly in the air. Did I do something bad last night? This is what I hate about being drunk. When I'm drunk, I kissed someone and take them to heaven. I only see heaven in Celestine's eyes. She's the only one who's been making me happy like this since I saw her and Brent in his office.

I don't know why I just felt that way in those moments. I can feel how my pet is so high and proud after seeing Brent banging Celestine's back. I didn't see Celestine liking what Brent was doing because I knew that guy was just scaring her. But when I held Celestine in my arms, I could feel how she was amazed, as if those sensations were new to her. Ever since I saw them in the office, I have declared to myself that Celestine will be mine no matter what happens. I want her to be just mine, not just for display at the event or for fun. It's because I want her to feel the things that Brent can't afford to give. After all, he's old and closed to his coffin. He has the money, that's all, but he can't give what I can give to Celestine. I can give her more than life can offer. I can make Celestine my queen.

I also don't know what danger and sensation Celestine is giving me. Every time I stare at her, my body suddenly heats up and my pet automatically growls and stands up. I could see in her eyes the joy I couldn't get from other women. Maybe I just felt challenged. Because Celestine is very different. She's not eager for men or eager for se. x and you won't notice her flirting with some other men. Something I will never find in other women even if I have slept with lots of women. Celestine is still the one I want to go back to, and she's the only one who makes me laugh so hard and harden my pet.

"Ugh!" I growl when I felt my pet high and proud again. When I opened the blanket that hung over me. It was very hard. The veins point upwards and protrude. I don't want to release here. I need Celestine. She's the only one my pet wants and the only one I want to feel like heaven. Heaven by her side.

When I looked back at the bedside table, I found a red dipper. What is this dipper doing here?

I raised from my bed with my pet still proud and mighty. My pet is waiting for his partner and none other than Celestine's cat. This snake is ready to bite again and bite her all day and all night long. Every time I think of her name, this python of mine gets harder and more ready to enter the wet tunnel.

When I peeked at the dipper, there was a towel. Did Celestine come here?

Slowly, my lips lifted for a smirk. That dream was never a dream. I indeed saw Celestine last night. I felt the tip of my pet having a sticky liquid. A pre. cu. m. Looks like I had her before I fell asleep.

A crisp laugh replaced my grin. That was the first time that Celestine saw me being drunk. So, she didn't know I was like that when I was drunk.

I know I'm a bastard and too much womanizer. I just wanted to prove that Celestine is nothing compared to other ladies. And women are almost the same here in the world. But I am wrong. It doesn't go that way. Celestine is weird. Just swallowing my pride gives me a strange sensation. Especially when I saw how smooth she was and how beautiful her rounded bo. obs were. They are so yummy and tasty. Even her nip. ples, they are both ere. cted and proud. It wasn't burned or tan; they were pinkish. Like a delicious strawberry. Especially her cl. it. Oh, dmn it! The food that the bird wants to eat is getting harder. I remembered her cat. She was hairless, clean, and seemed to always have it shaved. She wasn't your typical white or pale whiteness of skin tone. Her complexion was pinkish, and all the hidden parts of her body were red like strawberries. That is why I did not hesitate to eat her pu. ssy and consume the juice of her nectar. It was juicy and tasty. Sweet like a real strawberry.

"Ugh! What you have done to me, Celestine!" I don't want to be alone. I need to stop this. Otherwise, I will find someone else to release this cu. m, or I might be in pain. Since I was on the top floor, I walked straight to the large glass window. I wasn't wearing anything, and I just opened the window to let in the light from the sunlight. When I looked at the wall clock at the head of my bed, it was past seven in the morning. I thought it was late.

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I went back to my bed and search for my phone.

I DON'T know what crosses my mind again and what evil has entered my mind to tease Celestine. She can't deny that I let myself inside her again last night. Every time she refuses, I get even drunker and want to make her fall in love. Until I was the one who perished in my trap of my own.

I took a shot of my high and proud pet. And sent that photo to Celestine, leaving a message of 'He badly misses you. Come back.' Next to my message was a smiling emoji.

I laughed at my nonsense tease, then sat up in the bed.

When I told her that my family wanted us to get married, it was just an excuse. I can hardly accept that I fell hard into my trap myself. I just really wanted to take her, taste her and compare whether we would feel the same as old Brent felt. But I felt really different. Until I realized that it was more intense than just the call of what I was feeling. I can feel my body, especially my pet, longing for her more.

Even maybe every day, all night, every night, or even every hour, I will never get tired of entering her tunnel. She is the only one who gave me such joy. Worse than ecs. tasy or any drugs. I don't know if I'm in love or what. I can only say one thing, I don't want to see her with other men. Celestine Rain Alcazar is mine, only mine.

If I had to mark her visibly, I would, and if I had to scare her or even come to the saint fast, I would do everything. As I said, I don't care if I run out of money. I can have a woman who is so hard to reach. Her equivalent is a star in the sky and sun that you can't take, but you just need to look at her dazzling light.

Who would have thought that Brent Echavez would also get out of my way? He interfered with my plan before. I spoke nicely to him and asked for his stepdaughter's hand in courtship, but he refused. Only to find out that he was doing something bad to Celestine. That's why every time I see Celestine's eyes, she was always sad. She was like a woman locked in a cage and Brent did it?

Now everything is clear to me. Celestine doesn't like Brent. Who would shoot an old man and her mother's wife? So I decided to just lose Brent and I would take care of and claim Celestine. I don't think I can handle it when a man more than us can unite with Celestine.

I have already marked my property. Even if I look like a dog chasing her, I will accept. I can be an obsessed, dominant guy ready to fight for my property, my territory.

Moments later, I received a message from Celestine as her reply.

'Fvck you, as. shole!' I laughed at her message after reading it.

I sent another message. 'We fvck already. Missing it?'

Moments later, I get an immediate reply that almost rolled me onto the bed. I laughed again because of her reply that said, 'You must be dreaming, as. shole!'

She denies that something happened to us. We'll see. She will see it after I find her later on. I already took a two-week vacation. I will not let her walk once I see her again. Maybe she'll crawl into what I'm going to do to her. If I wanted her to be imprisoned in the cage, I might do it without hesitation. Why should I feel sorry for her when I know I wasn't the one before her? I wasn't her first, and it disappoints me. I'm not even sure if that old Brent was the only one ahead of Celestine, or maybe there were more than the two of us.

I shake my head at that thought. I becoming insane when it comes to Celestine. I'm thinking about things I shouldn't.

I kept typing a message. 'We'll see if I am dreaming. I will find u and fvck u hard until u can't walk,' and hit the send button.

If before I was angry with the lu. st, now I am angry with the annoyance. I don't understand where the anger coming from. Whenever I think of that, it seems like I want to pull Celestine and make her feel that I own her whole body, her flesh, or even her breath. I already paid her and she should just obey and do everything I order her to do.

Out of annoyance, I throw the phone away. It crashes against the wall when it hit it, falls straight to the floor. It was as loud as if I had poured out my annoyance into the world.

I approached the telephone. I dialed my secretary's number. When I immediately heard the voice of my secretary, I spoke. "Buy me an iPhone, the latest. ASAP and send it to my address. I will give you the payment along with your salary," I told her in a firm voice, following putting back the handset.

I went straight to the bathroom. I opened the shower and rubbed my head there, which was also slowly getting rid of the annoyance I was feeling.

Where is Celestine, by the way? She was supposed to be here in my unit as part of our deal.