Céline ate in silence.
John’s recent killing was eating her up. It made her feel like a monster. She could have saved that poor woman and her baby, but she didn’t. She could put an end to all of these.
But her heart was divided into two quarreling halves.
One, ached to bring justice to her innocent parents who were harshly taken from her at a very young age. What if she never found her good aunt Elizabeth to take care of her, what would have become of her?
Yet, the other half of her heart tugged at her conscience. She could bring John to the book and end everything. Save hundreds of pregnant women in the state.
But she didn’t know what to do.
Her phone suddenly rang out, breaking her out of her dilemma.
“Hello,” she called, her stress evident in her voice.
“Céline…”
“D-amien?” She choked on a fry and quickly took a large gulp of water.
Damien was on the line!
She quickly sat up straighter and dropped the plate on the small side table in the living room.
“I wanted to make sure you got home safely.”
“Oh- yeah, I did. I am s-afe.”
There was tension between them, she was stuttering with her words and his voice sounded tensed, like he was calculating and weighing each word before they left his mouth.
“I-” He started and then paused.
Céline waited.
Only the sound of their breathing passed through the phone. He wanted to say something, but somehow couldn’t say it.
She could almost feel his breath fan her ears and they became red. She became breathless, as her head conjured up images of Damien lifting her and pushing her to the door, the way he had kissed her in his house a couple of days ago.
“I’ll see you tomorrow then.” He quickly said, hanging up the call.
Céline remained with the phone attached to her ears. Her breath slowly returning to normal. She had to be very careful around Damien. He had a way of making her lose control. He made her forget her goal. Sometimes she didn’t know who was seducing who because at times, she was the one getting seduced by him.
She let the phone slide down to her stomach and unconsciously she held on to it, caressing it, like it was an actual human.
The device rang out again and without checking, she picked and quickly placed it on her ears. “Damien?”
There was a scratchy sound in the background before the caller spoke up.
“Who the fuck is Damien?”
“John?” She shrieked unable to hide her fear. She wasn’t expecting his call and she didn’t mentally prepare to speak to him.
What did he want?
“Is that your new boyfriend? Too bad you will be under my naked body sooner than he can imagine!” He let out a loud hysterical laughter that sent fear crawling down Céline’s spine.
Céline became breathless once again and this time, it wasn’t for an exciting or pleasurable reason. It was out of fear.
John could only make such declaration if he had made a major move on their deal.
“Have you found them?” Her voice was now in a whisper.
“I am very close to doing that Céline. Prepare your pretty tight cunt for me or the money!” He let out another shrilling laughter before the line went dead.