Fated Obsession

Episode four

CHAPTER FOUR : You Owe me a favour

Celeste POV

“Sylvia, who is that man?” I asked, my eyes fixed on the stage.

“Girl, what do you mean? Who doesn't know him?” Sylvia replied, laughing.

I turned to look at her with a serious expression, making it clear that I wasn't joking.

“Oh, that's Lucas Blackwood, the son of the owner of Evermont Holdings, the company i work for,” she replied, giving me a confused look.

“Do you know the man from somewhere?” she asked, clearly trying to understand my sudden interest.

“Oh, no. It's fine. He just looked familiar,” I lied.

I couldn't exactly tell Sylvia that I had just insulted her boss a few minutes ago in the restroom. What if he found out about it and fired her just to punish me for my sins?

“He is kinda hot, don't you think?” Sylvia asked, winking at me.

“No, he's not. You're obviously tipsy. We need to get you home before you start flirting with everyone here,” I said jokingly as I took the glass of wine from her hands.

I called the bartender to pay the bill, but he told me Sylvia had already paid for it beforehand.

“But I could return the money to you,” he said with a flirtatious grin, looking at me up and down.

I hissed in disgust, grabbed my purse, and walked back to Sylvia.

Lucas was still on stage, delivering his speech. For a moment, I thought our eyes met.

I shivered.

I hope he doesn't remember me.

I didn't want Sylvia to lose her job because of something I had done.

We finally left the hall. I grabbed my phone and decided to call a ride home.

It was supposed to arrive in ten minutes.

“Celeste.”

I heard my name being called by a familiar voice, so I turned around.

My heart sank when I saw Caleb.

He didn't look different at all. His slender frame and frizzy brown hair were exactly as I remembered them. He was wearing a simple white T-shirt, and somehow, he still looked attractive.

For a moment, It still felt like he was mine.

Then i remembered what happened that night, and my heart tightened.

“How did you find me here?” I demanded, forcing myself to regain control of my emotions.

“Have you forgotten how we always share our locations?” he asked as he moved closer to me.

“I am sorry, babe. I didn't mean for this to happen,” he said, taking my hands in his.

Immediately, I pulled my hands away from his.

I wasn't going to fall for his tactics again.

“You didn't mean for what exactly to happen?” I asked, my voice rising. “The fact that you've been sleeping with my sister, to the point that she even got pregnant? Or the fact that you guys aborted it without telling me?”

I could feel the anger building inside me.

“What didn't you want to happen? Answer me, Caleb!”i screamed

“No, babe. I only did that because I knew you would be angry. I didn't want to put you through all that, babe,” Caleb said pleadingly.

For a moment, I almost believed him.

Then the image of him with my sister in bed came rushing back into my mind, and whatever doubt I had disappeared.

“No, Caleb. You guys are evil,” I said, my voice shaking with anger. “You slept with my sister! My sister, for God's sake. You even got her pregnant, and you killed a child without telling me. And did you guys stop there? No! You kept doing it over and over again.”

My eyes burned with tears, but I refused to let them fall.

“Babe, I know. I'm sorry,” Caleb pleaded. “But a man has desires, and Abercie saw that and helped me. I didn't want to tell you because you would say you wanted to wait until marriage before we had s*x.”

I stared at him, unable to believe what I had just heard.

We had both agreed to wait until marriage.

Now he was making it sound as though I had forced him to remain faithful to me, as though my decision to wait had somehow given him the right to betray me with my own sister.

I couldn't believe he was actually trying to justify what he had done.

I was about to reply when Sylvia suddenly pulled away from my hands and ran toward a car.

“Cabby! Cabby!” she shouted.

I immediately left Caleb and ran after her.

“Celeste, wait!” Caleb shouted behind me.

I didn't look back.

I ignored his calls and got into the car with Sylvia. Within seconds, the car pulled away, leaving Caleb behind with his shouting.

My phone buzzed inside my purse.

I pulled it out and saw that Caleb was calling me.

I immediately put the phone on silent and shoved it back into my purse.

I didn't want to hear his voice anymore.

I looked over at Sylvia.

She had already passed out, fast asleep.

Poor thing. She must have had a lot to drink.

I placed my head against the car door and stared out of the window.

The buildings passed by one after another as the car moved through the streets. I watched them disappear behind us while my mind replayed everything that had happened that day.

Meeting Lucas Blackwood.

Seeing him on stage.

Remembering that I had insulted him in the restroom.

Then running into Caleb.

It felt like too much for one day.

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When the car finally arrived home, I paid the driver for the ride and woke Sylvia up.

“We're at home. Let's go in,” I whispered.

She slowly opened her eyes.

“That was fast. I guess I drank a lil bit too much, girl,” she said, holding her fingers apart to show how much she thought she had drunk.

I laughed.

“Oh, yes. You drank so little. Now come on, let's get your drunk ass to bed,” I said.

We got out of the car, and I guided her toward the house as she staggered beside me.

When we entered the room, I noticed how messy it was.

Clothes were scattered everywhere.

I pushed them aside and helped Sylvia onto the bed before covering her with the duvet.

I leaned down and placed a kiss on her head.

“Sleep tight, girl,” I whispered.

She rolled over to the other side and made a small noise.

I smiled and left the room to get my purse.

Then I remembered that I had a client who needed one of my paintings.

I quickly picked up my phone, took it off silent, and checked through my call logs.

Sure enough, Caleb had left multiple voicemails.

I hissed.

I didn't listen to any of them.

Instead, I removed his location from mine so he wouldn't be able to track me.

Then I checked my clients' messages and replied to the ones that needed my attention.

Once I was done, I dropped my phone and decided to get something to eat.

I was in the kitchen when I heard my phone ring.

I angrily stormed back to it and picked it up without checking who was calling.

“For the last time, leave me alone, Caleb!” I shouted into the phone.

“Ah, rough day, it seems.”

I froze.

That wasn't Caleb's voice.

I pulled the phone away from my ear and checked the caller's name.

Unknown number.

My expression changed immediately.

“Who is this?” I asked carefully.

“You really don't know me, I see,” the caller said.

My heart stopped.

There was something about his voice that made me uneasy.

I didn't say anything.

Then he spoke again.

“I am Lucas Blackwood, and you owe me a favour