Love You Or Hate You, I Can't Decide, Book2 novel Chapter 64

**   Episode-64 she was angelic**

**   Celeste's POV:**

             I sat on the floor as cried, "I am not

her... I am Celeste....."  I covered my face

with my hand as I cried in my own misery... do I have to really live as her..

someone I am not... I am Celeste Millar.. it is horrible when you lose your own

identity... and I am witnessing this... I feel helpless ....  That happened to my life

  I felt him hugging be

from behind,  he whispered, "you look

beautiful.. dear... my Isabella..." My cries are the only thing which can be

heard...he turned me to him, and I face him with tears. he wiped my tears and

said, "come on get up... there is still thing to do..."  he kissed me lightly and then walked to the

closet...  I should run, since he is not  looking at me.. I tried to get up when he

said, "Try to run Celeste... then I will break your legs.." I stood there without

words..... I saw him going throw the closet.. he called my real name that means

he is angry... I shouldn't dare.. and how long will I walk with a injured leg..

   He came up with a

dress and said, "wear it..." I looked at him in confusion.. he said again,

"wear  it... from today itself.. you will

be everything my Isabella was...." My hands were trembling but I took the dress

and my eyes searched for the bathroom.. he pointed at the door and I walked in

as my leg hurts.. I closed the door and in instant I slide down it...  I cried...  I looked at the dress in my hand and I remember he will get angry if I

make him  wait.. I don't want to anger

him..

  I got up and

undressed myself... my eyes landed on my reflection in the mirror... this hair, my

hairs... I look like her... this is not me... I wiped my tears and dressed myself... I

took a deep breath before walking out of the room...  this dress is a beautiful body fit dress,

it's filled with crystals...  as I walked

out I saw Prince Ernest was sitting by the bed with his cigar, I got scared

when he pulls the cigar out.. he saw me and then put the cigar in the ash tray...

      He covered the

distance between us and pulled me to the center of the room, he didn't care

    He immediately

attacked my lips, he was kissing my lips harshly... he was holding my face in his

hands, I was trying to get free.. I was hitting him constantly with my hands..

but he is not stopping.. he slapped me, and I cried out, it really hurts.. he

said as he breathe out, "you should know to behave.."  he inserted his hand in the dress and tore it

out.. I screamed and covered my body with my hands...

   He grabbed my face

and kissed me again, this time he is biting my lips and tough.. I was crying... I

was still trying to fight back, he moved to my neck and I cried out, "si-sir..

please.. don't..."  I felt his hand on my

cheek as he was still kissing my neck and then ear, he whispered, "call me

Ernest..." I was crying...

    I cried, "don't do

this.. I don't want it..."  his hand slide

to my neck as he kissed on my ear, he pressed my neck with his muscular hand

and said, "call my name..."