'This can't be true!'
Celia paled as she listened to her parents talk about great things about the Villegas family. She still wanted to deny the truth, but her parents knew better about the prominent families in high society.
"Celia, are you okay?" Asked Cora. She noticed her daughter was lost in thought, which rarely happens when they have FaceTime. Celia often behaves coquettishly. "You don't seem to look well, honey."
"I'm fine, mom. I'm just lost as I dig into my memory bank for the information I heard from my friends. They said one of the Villegas sisters was a doctor, and the younger sister was in junior high. Is that correct?"
"Hm… I'm unsure, but I'll gather information about them."
"Alright, Dad. Thanks! I'm hanging up now, Mom. It's late at night, so I need my beauty rest."
"Sure, honey."
"Bye, princess."
Celia ended the call after her parents bid her good night. Their conversation repeatedly played in her head, and sleep escaped her.
"Dammit. What am I going to do now? Karen had warned me, but I didn't believe her."
Celia was pacing back and forth inside the hotel room she had booked, gnawing her lips as she started panicking.
"No, this is not happening! What am I going to do now? I can't tell Dad I messed up! What if I leave the country first? That's right! I should do that!"
Celia dialed a number and instructed the man on the other line.
"Prepare a plane and make it fast!"
"Alright, babe. But you must take me with you."
Celia hesitated to agree but had no time to explain why she needed to leave the country as soon as possible. "Fine!"
Celia pursed her lips when the man laughed, saying, "See you soon, babe."
She was against the idea of seeking this man's help, but she must not waste time!
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[Warning: SPG/R18 SCENES]
A couple of hours later, Celia, dressed in an all-black dress with white fur around her shoulder, drove a low-profile car into a small hangar outside a small town.
"Hello, babe. You're beautiful as always…."
The man, Martin Robel, opened the car door and offered his hand for Celia to hold on to as she stepped out.
Martin was grinning as he complimented her. However, Celia rolled her eyes upon hearing this lie. After several rejections from Ross, she started believing that she was not attractive, as her friends used to tell her.
"Where do you want to go, babe?"
Celia pondered. 'I think I must visit K City and consult a plastic surgeon!'
She asked her friends if news had come out regarding the incident at the restaurant. They told her there was none. Still, she doesn't want to sit idle. Somehow, she had enough knowledge of how Ross Varga silences his enemies. Therefore, she must hide abroad for the time being!
"Let's go to K City!" Celia strode to the private plane and climbed the stairs where Martin was tailing her, slapping her arse. "What are you doing?"
Celia cast a dagger at Martin as she took an empty seat. The latter laughed and asked,
"Didn't you miss me, babe?"
Martin Robel took the space beside her and leaned over to kiss her. However, Celia avoids his advances.
"I'm tired, Martin. I want to take a nap while we are on the flight."
Martin chuckled and let her go. "Alright. But I don't want to hear a no when we arrive in K City."
"Fine," Celia replied in a lazy tone. She settled into her seat to fully enjoy the comfort of the flight and peacefully closed her eyes.
"Want some champagne?" Seeing she was about to go to sleep, Martin offered as he grabbed two wineglasses from the table before them.
"Champagne would do…" She needed to calm her tense body and have a peaceful sleep.
Martin grinned and opened a bottle of champagne. He slipped something inside before he poured the content into the glasses.
"Here, my queen."
"Thanks." Celia accepts the glass and chugs it in one go.
Martin's face lit up with a warm smile, pleased with her enthusiasm for the wine.
"Want some more?"
"Sure…"
Martin's eyes flash with delight as he pours more champagne into Celia's glass.
Placing her trust in the man, Celia drank it in one go.
"Did you place a drug on the wine?" She asked furiously.
"Don't worry, babe. It's a new candy I sold in the pub. I want to try it with you."
"You, bastard!"
Celia bellowed and attempted to get up from her seat. However, she felt dizzy and fell into Martin's arms.
"Haha. Look at you… eager to have me f*ck you, eh?"
"Let me go, bastard! I know I shouldn't call you in the first place!"
"Come on, babe. You've been ignoring my calls lately. Of course, I want us to have fun together while the pilot waits for our overseas flight's clearance."
"I said no!"
Celia struggles, but to no avail. Martin restrains her hands and pinches her chin as he kisses her longingly.
Celia lost the strength to fight against Martin. The drug has taken effect, and now her body is on fire. When Martin forced himself into her, she could no longer bear not to respond passionately.
Martin grinned like a mad dog, satisfied with how his new candy worked perfectly. Celia crouched on top of his lap, grinding her hips like a wild kitten, enjoying being screwed all night.
Celia was now on her knees and opened her mouth wide as she put his stiff rod in. Martin grabbed her hair and guided her head, bobbing up and down on his thing.
"That's it, babe! F*ck!" Martin growled with satisfaction as tension built up in his abdomen. He was about to release; thus, he thrust his hips deeper into Celia's mouth.
Celia almost passed out when Martin's hot rod nearly hit her throat. She coughed violently when he forced her to swallow everything he released.
"Good job, babe." Martin grinned as he winked at the flight steward, who was hiding behind the curtain with a recorder. The flight steward raised a thumb to signify that everything was filmed perfectly.
Martin was still in the clouds, and he was sure Celia felt the same way. He flipped her body and positioned her on her knees and elbows on the floor.
However, before his thing touched her entrance, he heard several vehicles approach the hangar and circle the plane.
"What's going on?" It was the steward Martin had inquired about. The steward ran to the door, but someone welcomed him with a kick in the stomach.
The steward flew and slammed into the nearby seat.
"Who are you?" He managed to ask before he passed out after being struck in the neck.
Upon witnessing that, Celia screamed and squatted on the side, trying to cover her bareness.
"What are you doing? This is trespassing! Who gives you permission to…"
Martin didn't have a chance to finish his question when a burly man kicked him in the head, which caused him to lose consciousness instantly.
"Martin!" Celia screamed. She runs toward Martin and wakes him up, but the man remains unconscious.
Celia looked up to confront the two men kicking around, startled to see a gorgeous woman standing behind them.
She wore an all-black outfit and a butterfly mask on her face that only showed her red, luscious lips and gorgeous green eyes. Nevertheless, her body exudes such power that it intimidates her.
"Who are you?" Celia asked with a sense of fear as the woman slowly approached her.
The beautiful, masked woman nodded over her shoulder; two tall men stepped forward and grabbed Celia by the arm. She then shoved to the carpeted floor and placed both her hands forward.
"What are you doing? Let me go! Do you know who I am? I will sue all of you! This is…"
When a sharp heel stepped on Celia's ring finger, she could sense that her finger had broken its bone, and now blood spewed from it.
"Ahh!" Seeing the blood, Celia almost passed out. "Who the hell are you? Why are you doing this to me?"
"Oh, you still have the energy to speak, huh?" The beautiful woman in the mask spoke.
Celia recognizes her. But she could no longer voice out her thoughts when the drug that injected her numbed her tongue and other senses.
She could only manage to moan instead of speak, even when she was shouting at the top of her lungs.
'Shenna Villegas, what did you do to me?!'