Ceelin
Phil's face was dark and his teeth gritted as he entered the house. Following him was Larry, his assistant. He was also Phil's assistant in my last life.
"What did you say, Phil? Ceelin is your wife?" My father's eyes widened. He clearly couldn't believe what he just heard.
"No! It can't be!" Lucy shook her head firmly. "Ceelin can't be Phil's wife. Doesn't she hate Phil? Didn't she refuse to marry him last time?"
"Larry!" Phil called out loudly to his assistant. "You know what you're going to do."
"Yes, Sir," Larry quickly replied. He approached my parents and younger sister and gave each of them a strong slap in the face. Phil approached me and lifted me into his arms.
The three of them couldn't complain because they couldn't afford to offend someone like Phil Salvatore. The
