Chapter 10:The Homecoming

Celine Lebrun's POV

The last thing that I remembered was that I was laying on the cold tar road in Seychelles Island as Simone was beside me and grabbed my hand. I was furious that he tried to kill me but now, I think I was in a better place.

Still, the grudge was there but I can let it go. At least, now I was not living anymore and I was out of my duty to be a sick person. Or crazy person as they like to label me with.

I was tossing and turning around as I felt something plushy under my body. Was I in heaven now that I can sleep comfortably? I sighed before I felt someone besides me. I felt a body heat that I just once shared with him.

No, it cannot be!

I opened my eyes slowly as I saw Simone's figure on the bed. He was sleeping thankfully but it did not calm my heart.

Why he must be in heaven with me as well?!

I sighed before I was looking around the room. It was not the room back on the island but rather much luxurious one at that.

They have the state of the art bed that I was currently on with Simone, a television that was hanging on the wall in front of the bed, the sofas area with a coffee table and some bookshelves as I saw it around the desk that have some papers and a laptop on it.

Yup, definitely an upgrade to my old room.

I tried to get up from bed but there was a hand that was stopping me from going anywhere. When I looked at it, it was Simone's. I sighed before I tried to push it away but it was pulling me closer to him.

"Don't move, it's too early. Come on, we have to sleep before the big meeting," he mumbled in his sleep but I was under his body again. His sinful body, I sighed dreamily before I shook my head. I pushed him as far as I can before he was down from the bed.

"Ow! What was that for?!" He shouted as he got up from the floor. He was in a basketball short before he was rubbing his neck as he was yawning with his hand on his mouth.

"What the hell are you thinking to sleep with me on the same bed?" I asked him as I was trying to look menacing at him. He was peeping at me under his left eye before he smirked at me. He crossed his arms and instantly, I was aroused.

I have been waiting for him to come to my room but now, it was pointless. He has tasted me once, he will never have me again, ever.

"Well, what's wrong with me to sleep with my wife?" He asked as I was blinking a few times at him. He smirked even more.

"What do you mean wife?"

"Well, you are wearing my ring on your left hand," he stated the obvious before I looked at my left hand. Then, there it was, the biggest emerald that I saw in my entire life, stuck on my third finger from the thumb.

"What is the meaning of this?" I asked him as I was trying to remove the ring. It got stuck there.

"I told you I will come back. Don't you remember? Paris, 29 February, 6 years ago?" He said and then memory was flashing before my eyes.

~~***~~

I was doing some shit around the metro before I saw a boy who was around my age, just got off the train. I know he was loaded as he was carrying his backpack around that screamed money all over.

I went to his side and as I was about to take one of his shitload in the backpack, he stopped me as he smashed me onto the wall.

"What are you doing? Unhand me!" I shouted in French as I was trying to get away from him.

"Why are you trying to steal from me?" The stranger asked. I struggled as I was trying to escape before the police came.

"Please, oh kind sir, I was a miserable person. I hope to get some food for today," I pleaded as I never begin my life.

"Where are your parents?" He asked.

"Dead. I am alone, will you please let me go? I promise I will never steal again," I said and he was quiet.

"What's your name?"

"Celine. Celine Lebrun,"

"Well, you have to promise me that in the next 6 years, you will do nothing and be good. Then, I will come to you. Do you understand?" He asked me. I just nodded as I saw some police was coming this way.

"Then, I see you later, my love," he said as I slid away after he released me. I never knew who was it or how he looked like. I hoped that I will never see him again.

~~***~~

I blinked a few times as Simone was taking my hands. I did remain good for the last 6 years as a strange envelope told me that I have been accepted into a university and I never looked back after that.

After my reputation was destroyed.

"Was it you?" I asked him as he took my hands and kissed it.

"Aye, it is me. Don't you remember, my love?" Simone spoke in French and without a doubt, his voice matched the person that I was trying to rob 6 years ago. Tears were in my eyes as I cannot believe he kept his promise. Surely, I thought he was kidding.

"But, how?"

"Well, I have my resources and since you were my promised bride, I have to make sure that you will never be getting away from me again," he said as he was pulling closer to the bed. I was looking into his violet eyes as it holds all the emotions that he held out for me on his sleeves.

"Simone,"

"Celine,"

"Shouldn't we go to that meeting of yours?" I asked as I was snaking my arms around his neck. He was smirking at me before he rested his forehead on mine.

"Well, if anything, that board meeting was annoying as they just wanted to make sure that I will be out of them. But I guess with you by my side, I will be there for a very long time," he said as he drew me near. I smirked at him as I arched my eyebrow at him.

"Hmm, so I'm your leverage, Mr. Laverte?"

"You bet you are, Mrs. Laverte," he said as our hot breaths mingled.

"Sure you don't need to prepare for that meeting?" I said as his lips were 1 inch from mine.

"All in good times, Mrs. Laverte, all in good times,"

"I think I like you to call me Mrs. Laverte,"

"Well, get used to it because you will be stuck with me forever," he said before he finally claimed my lips and fucked my mouth like he fucking owned it.