Chapter 5: The Veracity

Simone Laverte's POV

I saw that Celine was not comfortable to talk about her sister. Was it jealousy or maybe revenge that she wanted to extract on her sister? I don't know.

"So, what are you going to do about it?" I asked as I was noting some of her expressions and her scoff after I asked the question.

"I'm not sure if I wanted to tell you. I cannot tell you know, can I?" She said as she was smirking at me. I did not know how to answer that question. It was not on my agenda today.

"Well, at least you can tell me why are you being hostile to your sister?" I asked her as I put my pen down. I don't want to write it down because it was for my curiosity. I wanted her to be honest with me and I wanted her to trust me.

Or maybe it was me wanted to trust her, to recover her into someone that was being portrayed by the media.

"Well, if you want to know," she said as she leaned closer to the table as she was smirking with her delicate mouth.

God, I wanted that mouth so bad.

I cleared my throat before I was shifting in my seat. I cannot let her be the one that controlled this conversation so I have to come up with something else. Something much more sinister than anything before.

"Yes, please," I said huskily as I was reaching out to tuck her hair behind her ear. She jerked from me as I know that I still have that effect on her. She looked murderously at me as I was smirking at her now before the guard came to take her.

"I see you tomorrow, Celine," I said as I was taking the notes and I saw her narrowing her eyes at me as I waved her briefly before they were gone.

It has been a few days since that conversation. I was walking down the hallway to the conference room as I was entering the conference room. No one was here yet as I saw Sean's desk was neat. He's not here yet.

Then the other two desks were empty. It was supposed to be for the other doctors that were interested in the study but I think they changed their minds. Maybe they need something else than this weird hospital.

Maybe they have a bigger job than ever.

I was just staring at the desk as I was remembering my conversation with Celine. Her distaste as I was remembering it all too well.

The door opened as I was looking at the laptop. Sean came into the room as he was looking like he has seen better days.

"Rough night?" I asked him as he was dropping some of his stuff on the table. It was the notes of Lucia Ricci, I think, was his patient.

"Well, you can say that," he said as he raked through his disheveled hair. It was so long and his stubbles have seen a better day. I think he needed another clean shave and I think I saw some hickeys?

Well, what can I say? He was the head of the psychiatrist.

"Hey, Laverte, got anything from your patient?" He asked me as I looked up from the laptop. He was serious right now, with his bloodshot eyes, disheveled hair and the stubbles.

I think I have to give an answer that he dd not expected.

"Well, I don't have much. Celine was reclusive and I think I have to approach another method with her," I said as I was looking at him. I did not know if he gets the message but I think he did because he was smirking at me.

"So, will you do it?"

Will I? Do I even have the guts to do anything at all? I have been restraining myself for everything that I can do to her. And now I was telling my idol that I will be using that method.

What an idiot!

"I'll think about it," I said before I took my leave. I think it was over for the Question and Answer session with Dr. Sean.

I was wondering if Celine would be okay with that idea.

Celine Lebrun's POV

After that session with Simone, I was not in the mood to talk about the life that was before me. I was over it. I cannot go back and I think Simone knew that.

But, he still forced me to tell him. What a jerk!

I have been avoiding that question as I was playing with another topic of our conversation. I was happy to say that we did not talk about it anymore.

And that effect that he had on me? What a freak!

I don't know why I was being bashful when he did that gesture. His signature scent around my nose. His hand on my hair as he tucked it behind my ear.

I still have shivered from that moment and I will be lying that I don't think I hate it. I liked it so much and I think I wanted his hands over my body and I think that I would like that violet stares on my body.

Shit, what was wrong with me?

I need to get distracted. I need to get something to keep me away from that thought. And what was better than having some nice, relaxing bath.

I was in the bathroom as I put some lukewarm water into the bathtub as I was sighing out loud.

"This is nice," I said as I was immersed under the water. I was washing my body as I was squeezing some hair out of my water. I don't think that bath can be this relaxing and I was being distracted but that thought has come again into my mind.

His hands were on me.

His violet stares were into my soul.

His lips on mine.

I was startled as I went out of the water. I was standing as I was trying to control my fast heartbeat. I was so distracted that now all I wanted was for him to be in the same room with me and doing wicked things to me.

I was not so innocent but I think Simone would be. So I have to make sure that he was a virgin but who was I to tell he was or not, right?

Now, I felt something in my stomach as well as my heart if anyone laid with Simone. Wait, what happened to me? I should not care about it at all.

I shook my head as I was in front of the mirror before I sighed. I took the towels and went out of the bathroom and shirked before I saw Simone was standing in my room.

Why was he here? What was he doing in my bedroom and most importantly, why was he wearing that smirk on his face as if he was enjoying the view? Then I realized that I was half-naked with only towels to cover my body.

"Damn you! Why are you even here?"

"Well, great question, I am here because it's time for your treatment," Simone said as he took a seat at the chair of my desk before he smirked again at me and I gulped.

Well, this night could get any better.