HIS SWEET REVENGE

Bryan’s POV

I could barely sleep a wink till it was morning. Celine’s every move is screaming temptation at me and it is giving me ambivalent feelings.

It doesn’t feel surreal. What is happening doesn’t look real. It feels as if I am dreaming because I know Celine. I know how shy and cowardly she can be and I really do not know the meaning of what is happening now.

I couldn’t believe it when she left last night. I wish I didn’t stop her because I was hard as a rock, and the realization that I desired her hit me hard.

I felt like I was punishing her by using this exact technique she is using but I doubt my emotions. I know I might no longer be able to control myself when it’s overwhelming.

After she left the bathroom last night with her body drenched in water, I jerked with her name on my lips and with my eyes closed, imagining what it would be like to gag her as a punishment.

What baffles me most is how she switches her moods; she is shy this minute and confident about what she is doing the next minute.

I sigh, adjusting my suit and walking out.

Today is Jason’s birthday and I wish I could stay for the whole day but I can’t. First, because I have a lot to do at work today, and secondly because I don’t want to end up thinking about Celine and what happened between us last night.

When I couldn’t sleep last night and I went downstairs, I met her trying to rush to her room probably because she is regretting what she did or she is shy of looking me in the face.

I actually wanted to ask her why she did that. I never thought she would but she did anymore.

I take the staircase down to see balloons everywhere. An unconscious smile creeps to my face. Jason will be happy indeed because this is a surprise birthday party like Camilla told me this morning when she brought the suit Celine got for me for the birthday.

I appreciate the gesture but I am not wearing the suit today. I don’t feel like it.

Everything is set but Jason isn’t out yet and I intend to make sure he comes out and we take pictures together before I leave for work.

I wish to take him out to have fun, probably in an amusement park or having dinner out to celebrate his birthday but it is so sad that I can’t because he is my secret heir and I can’t risk taking him out where there are wolves laying ambush for an opportunity to strike. This can not go on forever and the earlier I find a solution to all of these, the better.

I really can’t see the essence of quitting the Mafia business when I am still involved in the shit of my past.

The maids are all over the place with smiles on their faces while Celine is nowhere to be found. She must have gone to bring Jason.

When I get to the landing, they all greet me and I move closer to Camilla who flashes me a smile, noticing that I am wearing a different suit. “Where is Celine?”

“She is coming”, she says and Celine appears almost immediately without Jason.

When she spots me, she halts without taking her eyes off me. My eyes rivet to her dress and it looks stunning on her.

She is wearing a blue bodycon gown with black stiletto heels and her hair down.

My jaws almost drop open in shock at the sight before me because I have never seen Celine this way before. I have never seen her in a pretty dress like this before and I have never seen her with makeup.

She has red lipstick on which makes her look sophisticated.

Before I can recover from the shock of seeing her looking this beautiful for the first time in many years since I have known her, she looks away and ventures further into the living room.

Everyone rises and they begin to clap. This is when I notice Jason in Lizzy’s arms as they both come in.

Jason is also in a suit just like the one Celine got for me and I am beginning to regret why I didn’t wear mine.

He looks surprised, glancing around until his eyes fall on me and his face breaks into a wide grin.

He looks extremely happy and I am glad. The way he is staring at me with adoration is enough evidence that he thinks I am behind this surprise birthday party but I am not. His mother is responsible for doing this.

I didn’t even know his birth month and date until she told me. I never bothered to ask or didn’t even think of doing something like this for him.

My gaze shifts to Celine who has a proud smile on her face as she watches her son squeals with excitement in Lizzy’s arms.

The smile on her face looks different too. It’s beautiful and dazzling. It makes her face light up in happiness.

“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to you. Jason!”, they all chorus except me and Celine.

She snaps her head towards me and I quickly look away, clearing my throat and adjusting my tie to hide my nervousness.

From my peripheral view, I see her still watching me. She takes two steps close to me, our shoulders almost touching and she whispers amidst the shouts from others.

“Why aren’t you wearing the suit I got for you?” Her breath fans my neck and it smells like mint.

I love mint.

Is this how her breath has always been?

“Bryan, you were meant to wear the same suit with your son”, she sounds like she is chastising me and I turn to face her.

“I didn’t feel like wearing it, any problem with that?”

She looks taken aback by my outburst and she shakes her head intermittently, her face becoming gloomy all of a sudden.

She tries to move away but I am quick to grab her. I don’t know if it is because I feel guilty for ruining her mood on a happy day like this or because of my curiosity.

Her eyes fall on my hand, grabbing her right arm before she gazes at me.

“Let’s talk.” I say.

She nods quickly and I let her go. She walks past me and I follow, flashing each employee a smile.

They are still singing for Jason who is super excited to have everyone around him.

When I look forward, I realize Celine is taking me to their room. She enters quickly and I trudge in behind her.

She folds her arms immediately, waiting for what it is I want us to talk about. Instead of going ahead to scold her for what she did last night, I find myself short of words, my phallus at alert, making me curse beneath my breath.

“You said you want us to talk, Bryan. What is this about?”

I can’t believe I will ever find myself speechless in front of Celine just because of this unexpected transformation. I am sure by tomorrow, she will be back to herself and I will be too.

The silence is really awkward.

“Erhmm…I..”

“Is it about last night? If it is, then let’s forget about it”, she walks past me to the door and I grab her again, her chest collides with mine, and my hand wraps around her waist. Her eyes bulge open in shock at the impact and the touch of our bodies.

My eyes flew to her red lips, calling to me and looking irresistible. I feel like a drunk man now and I don’t know what I am doing.

Instead of releasing her, I continue to watch her beautiful face in wonder.

She struggles to get out of my hold. “Let me go, Bryan.”

“Let you go? Isn’t this what you wanted when you did what you did last night?” I retort sharply in anger for feeling this way. I don’t like how I feel and she is responsible.

“What?!” Disbelief crosses her expression. “You are back to blaming me for everything? Even your own mistakes? Have you forgotten that you were the one who asked me for that and I did as instructed? Remember you are my boss?”

I am speechless. She is saying nothing but the truth. I demanded a bath and I got it. I shouldn’t be mad at her for following my instructions.

I let her go as fast as possible, fearing what I would do if she spent another minute in my arms.

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What the hell is wrong with me?

“You should have worn the suit. I guess I expected so much from you and I am still not fed up with all the disappointment you have thrown my way”, she glances up, adjusting her dress which rides up because of how I grabbed her earlier.

Her face is devoid of emotions and I can’t detect if she is sad or not.

Telling myself that being in the same room with a woman I am beginning to find irresistible is no good, I ignore her and stroll to the door.

“Bryan?” She calls me but I do not answer as I get out of the door and slam the door shut.