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Elijah pov

It was the time to have fun for them and celebrate our new deal that would put me on the top of the universe. I was very rich, almost the wealthiest man on earth, but this would make me richer. No one would have more than I do.

I checked myself in the mirror for the last time and splashed my college that would attract any woman to sit on my lap immediately; oh yes, Dunhill desire perfume, it was my favorite for almost ten years, and I bet for most of the women noses too.

I chuckled a bit, knowing I was always handsome and attractive. The same narcissistic person that I used to be. I almost forgot about Celine for a few seconds. But only for seconds, nothing more. She was inside me, Inside my heart, my brain, my skin, and my soul. She was the only girl and woman who took me whole. And I never regretted it.

I only felt sorry for her.

What if I killed her parents? Would she forgive me?

Wouldn't she hate me?