Not A Saint (ENGLISH VERSION)

=DISCLAIMER=

©2021 NOT A SAINT written by JL Dane

All rights reserved. This is an original work of fiction and the results of a mind's imagination. Any Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Do not distribute, publish, transmit, modify, display or create derivative works from or exploit the contents of this story in any way without the Author's written permission or publisher except for the use of brief quotations in critical articles or reviews.

Stealing is a crime, please avoid Plagiarism. If this content is captured and published, the offender can be traced and will face the full extent of the legal ramifications stated by the law.

Please follow/subscribe, comment, and add this to your library.

AFTER Bathing and getting dress, I impatiently picked up the phone handset and almost yelled at my secretary.

"I wanted my phone right now, Aida!" I sighed on the other line, then dropped it down.

Aida knew very well that I didn't want to keep me waiting. Did she want me to go to the office and pick up the phone I ask her to buy? Maybe when that happens, I'll replace her and not just my phone.

Moments later, I heard the phone ring again. I immediately grab the telephone.

"Good morning sir, you have a package here from your secretary," the woman said on the line. She's from the reception area of this condominium building where I am occupying.

"Thanks. I'm coming down."

Upon arrival, I picked up the phone in the reception area. I was about to walk straight to the parking area when I turned back to the reception again.

"Are you on duty last night?"

"Yes, sir," she smiled in response to my question.

"Do you know who brought me here last night?"

"Yes, sir. A tall, white skin toned woman sent you."

Bingo! Celestine was the one who sent me here to my condo unit. That was confirmed by the receptionist I spoke to today.

"Great! Thanks." And walked straight to the parking area and looked for my car.

That's why the key landed properly on the bedside table because if I was alone, I would just throw it on the floor while my clothes were scattered around. But I can see that it was shot in my hamper and not my attitude to do so. After boarding the car, I quickly opened the box of the iPhone I picked up in the reception area. I just inserted the sim I removed into the broken iPhone because I broke it. I don't have many applications installed, only phone numbers really matter to me. I even have Celestine's number. I have already memorized it. Unless she has already changed the sim card. I immediately called Celestine's number when the phone opened.

I turned on the speaker while my eyes were focused on her number. Celestine's number just kept ringing.

"Fvck! Answer the phone!" I tossed the phone again, it hit the passenger seat next to my seat.

Why is she not answering the phone? The number isn't different and she should recognize my number.

I would get mad at her when we meet.

I stepped hard on the gars and was already hit by another vehicle. I will go to her house and take her things there. I talked to my future mother-in-law and the ask if Celestine could live in my condo unit. She agreed. But if Celestine really won't agree, I am ready to live with her anywhere she wanted.

I tilted my head. Am I getting too attached to Celestine? I don't even know when and how. I can't answer my question right now.

I haven't even had breakfast and I'm out there looking for her. I must be crazy.

When my car stopped outside their house, a maid came out. The maid knew me and she kindly opened the door for me, letting me inside.

"Madam is still eating," the maid said to me when I was already inside the house, in the living room area.

"It's okay. I just want to know where Celestine is."

I sat on the sofa. I was sitting down when Mrs. Echavez, Celestine's mother, came to peek at me.

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 000005s.org for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading!

"Come over here, dear. I'm having breakfast. I bet you haven't had breakfast yet.

"I'm looking for Celestine."

33

"She left early. I thought she slept with you last night because she sent you to your house."

I secretly smiled at what Mrs. Echavez said. She wore her short hair in small blonde curls. She changed her hair color yesterday. The last time I saw it, it was a brunette. She prepared everything for Celestine and I's engagement. Only Auntie Lucy was happy with our wedding. Celestine was obviously not. And even though I know I'm just forcing her, I'm sure she's defeated by me. She had no other choice but to marry, after all.

I scratch my head. "I didn't know exactly that she went into my house," I said, trying to look innocent.

She beamed. "Yes, she did. I'm glad she had a concern for you. By the way, I have already prepared her belongings. You can take her things. Just have breakfast while waiting for her."

"Where did she go? She's not answering my call," I hissed.

She turned her back on me and walked straight towards the dining area. "She did not say goodbye. But for sure, she will come back soon," she said while walking.

I was forced to follow her, and she even pulled me out of a chair when I reached the dining area.

"The best thing is to wait for her to return."

I nodded, even though I didn't want to wait for her. I would have loved to have breakfast outside with Celestine but what can I do if she is not here.

CELESTINE'S mom was talkative and doesn't seem to at her daughter inherited it. By my calculations, Celestine is quiet and secretive. As much as more Auntie Lucy was telling me, I kept yawning. I am interested in her, alright but not in the other way around. I have no interest in knowing more about her background or what her interests are. It was enough for me that she would be mine until the very end.

When I finished eating, I got up to say goodbye to her. I have no choice but to eat with her.

"Are you leaving? Don't you want to wait here for Celestine?"

I shook my head. "No need. I'll be going but I'll take her things to my condo unit."

She smiled wider at me again. "You know where her room is, right?"

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 000005s.org for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading!

I just nodded and head up directly to Celestine's room.

I found her two luggage bags down on the floor. It looks like Auntie Lucy has arranged and prepared all of Celestine's clothes or belongings. I pulled the two pieces of luggage out of the room.

The maid greeted me. "I'll take care of it, sir. I will bring it to your car."

I gave the maid two of Celestine's luggage. When we got to the car, the maid opened the trunk and put the two pieces of luggage there. When she lowered the trunk, I deposited myself and open the car's engine.

I don't want to wait there to see what time Celestine will come home. Just now, my butt is getting hot to figure out where on earth I will find that woman again.

I took a deep breath and exhaled before stepping on the gas. I hate this kind of feeling. My ears heat up again every time I think about who is with Celestine now. She can't be with someone. I can't let her with anyone, with or without my knowledge. I wish I was the only one who knew where she was going and what to do or who was with him.

I got bored whenever she didn't answer my call right away. I remember the garbage-like apartment. It feels empty. Dirty and looks smelly even when there are no things inside. Could be possible she went there? Again?

I told her she couldn't be there, but she was so stubborn than I thought. She always keeps my head hurts. She gives me a headache.

I stepped on the gas harder to get to the place where her apartment was. I need to see her. I need to release my anger and at the same time, that fluid down between my legs starts to make me irritated.

Monday morning, so expect the traffic. I did nothing but blow the horn on every vehicle blocking my path. If I could just borrow Uncle Gilbert's helicopter to find Celestine, I might have done it earlier. My palms are already itching to step on whoever is with Celestine now. Never let me know that she has a man with her because I might just not be able to fall. I might even kill a person right now.

I grabbed my phone in the seat and dialed Ms. Roa's number. In any case, that Celestine wasn't in her apartment, hoping she was with Ms. Roa, her manager. Unless, of course, she's want to hide from me. Then, she was good at hiding. I'm not good at searching and I'm too impatient. Maybe when I catch and find her, I'll lock her up completely. Making sure she won't want to run away with me again without my knowledge.

When I immediately heard the voice of Ms. Roa, she knew right away that Celestine was my target and I was looking for her.

"We haven't talked since today. I'm sorry if I didn't attend your engagement. But I will be sure to attend your wedding."

I immediately turned off the phone after the woman I was looking for was probably not with her.

I honked my horn in succession out of impatience. A man even pulled out his head to shout and swear at me because of what I did. I don't care if they hate what I did. I want to rage a fight or find someone to beat, just to vent my anger. When I passed the traffic area, I pulled the car until I reached the building where her apartment was. Looking at that garbage building was a mess for me. I can't believe she was occupying this kind of place. She wanted to run away from me and I was a dog chasing her.

Arriving at the gate, I got out of the car and went straight into the building to go to the apartment occupied by Celestine. But the fcking guard stopped me.