Not A Saint (ENGLISH VERSION)
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE: Bad temper

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THE GUARD greeted me. "Sorry, sir. Are you a residence here? Can I have your ID?"

He's asking me politely, but I want to punch the guard for being stubborn. Doesn't he know I've been coming here frequently?

"Don't you know me? I've been coming here almost every day."

He just scratched his head as if it will help him. "I'm sorry, sir, just a protocol. Just give me your ID so there will be no trouble."

Yes, I'm really looking for trouble and now my hands are itching to stomp on him. I was forced to take out my wallet and pull out my driver's license to slap him hard on his face. "Here's my ID."

He compared it to a list that I could not understand why he even did that even though I was just a visitor and I didn't live in the area. They put security when it wasn't a high-rise building. It was just an ordinary cheap five-story building only and they can't even provide to install an air-con in every apartment unit.

The guard returned my ID. "Sorry, sir. But you can't go inside."

My ears felt hot from what he said. "What do you mean, I can't? Do you want me to buy this building and remove you from your job?"

"You are not on the list of residents of the building, so we strictly forbid you to enter. If the person living in the building is with you, we will allow you inside."

I listened intently to what he said. "What's the building owner's name?"

"Sorry sir, we can't give the owner's information," he apologized again.

"Then call the owner of that building. Tell him or her that a Bellevera is outside of this building."

I have impatiently kicked the wall of the guard post while waiting for the guard t do what I asked for.

Maybe if he was just outside now, I would have punched him. I don't know why the brains of the guards they put out are weak and an Ezekiel Bellevera they don't even know. Didn't they know that I could demolish this cheap building with just one call?

I heard the other line ring on a loudspeaker. A woman is on the other line.

"Give me the phone, dmn it!" I impatiently said to the guard. He handed me the phone handset. "Are you telling me I get a ban on your establishment?"

The woman on the line did not answer. Instead, I handed the phone to the guard, and he spoke with her.

After a while, he put down the phone.

He scratched his head again. His head looks full of dandruff that even his common sense is covered and can't use. "I'm sorry again, sir. You can go up now. Room 30-"

I cut off what he said. "I know. My fiance lives there, so don't block me next time," I replied in annoyance.

I even wasted my saliva to talk to the owner of this building. I can enter. There are many words to say and stupid protocols. In the end, I can enter freely inside.

My steps were big as I climbed up the stairs. When I got to the front, and was already walking. I stopped at the door of Celestine's apartment. It looks like no one is inside. I can't hear anything inside her apartment. I started knocking on the door. No one's answering. Even if I break down the door, I won't get anything.

I dig my phone from the pocket of my trouser. If this woman does not answer, she will replace the joy she has never felt in her whole life.

I leaned against the wall of Celestine's apartment while waiting for her to answer the call.

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Moments later, I heard her voice as she answered my call.

"Where are you? If you don't come out, I will break down the door of your unit," I threatened her.

It's up to her which continent she goes out but I want her in front of me.

"I'm driving going to my mom's house. What are you doing in my apartment?" She was wondering why I'm here when she didn't even answer my call. "Shouldn't I be the one to ask what you're doing outside so early?"

"Look, Mister Bellevera, I have my own life. It doesn't mean you own my life." But even though she still mocks me, I can feel how sweet her voice is.

"Have you forgotten? I paid you, and your life is included in my payment, Celestine."

"Don't be so whimsical and hypocritical. My life isn't your property."

"Go straight to my condo, if you don't want me to demolish this building," I said emphatically, then hung up the phone.

CELESTINE KNOWS I am marking my words. I do what I say. If she doesn't want the people living in this garbage-looking building to blame her, she should have arrived in my condo, or she wants others to be punished just because she didn't follow me.

I rushed down the stairs and went straight back into my car. I even saw in my peripheral vision that the guard was looking at me as if mocking me. I will let it slide for now, but next time he will have no work to attend to. I am so dmn irritated and the woman I was looking for didn't show up. This guard will know what temperament a Bellevera has and who I really am.

I quickly deposited myself in the car. The sound of closing the car door almost hit. I don't care if I break it. I can afford to change even hundreds more of this car, just wanted that woman in front of my eyes to appear.

I drive the car fast. I don't even care if I have an over-speeding violation as long as Celestine just meets me. I am ready to forget all those people who made mistakes towards me just as long as Celestine will learn to recognize my words. I don't know how many hours I've been on the road and how fast my food from my stomach already digested. I can order food again. Celestine is more important than foods. The food will become useless when the food I wanted is something I like and craving for.

The front of the car almost crashed into the parking lot when I braked and stop the car. In a hurry, I braked it hard. I don't want to lay hands on Celestine because I can do it in other ways I can punish her.

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She should have to remember what I said. No Celestine means no building. That building is what I will punish when she doesn't come to my condo and show herself. I am fvcking dying to see her and I will fck her hard.

I opened the trunk of the car and pulled out two luggage bags. I didn't go through the entrance just to give the key to the valet. I might get into a fight again when I see someone and put all my anger.

Heading inside the building, I held my head high. Going straight to the elevator, I pressed the button on my floor. The elevator opened again when it landed on my floor.

I hadn't been able to get out when the phone rang. I thought it was Celestine, so I answered. But it wasn't. It was someone whom I fvck before and wanted to have a long attachment. "What else do you need?" I asked, full of anger.

"Why so hot-headed? Do you want me to go to your unit? I will heat your lower head and not your upper head," she said, then moaned as if someone were tickling her and wanted to tease me. "Try," I said before closing the phone.

With plenty of women I sleep with, I already forget her. I can no longer remember their names or appearance. Others I met from the casino, others from the party, and the worst were from bars. I don't know where she ranks. If this woman will come, I will make sure that would be a punishment for Celestine. I will give him a day she will never imagine.

When the door opened, I put the two luggage bags on the side near the door. I'll just have the maid put her clothes in the closet later on.

I went straight into the room, threw the phone, and landed on the bed. I immediately unbuttoned my long sleeve as I walked into the room. It hung open and exposed my hard chest and the abs that were taken care of in the gym. I took off the belt and just threw it on the bed.

I pulled out the drawer and fumbled for the ropes; I had set aside. I found the red rope. It would have been better if I have the chain, but I don't want to check further and waste my time searching.

I went back to my phone and browsed through a restaurant for food online. I ordered some food that will arrive one or two hours after I ordered. I'm not rushing for food, anyway. I am rushing for Celestine and not anyone else.

I was so bored that I took off my open long sleeve. It was wet with sweat. I can even see the sweat running down my na. ked skin.

How long will I be waiting for Celestine? Will she let me wait longer again?

I went straight to the bathroom after taking off all my clothes and putting them in the hamper. I walked naked into the bathroom. I don't want to be sticky in sweat, not unless it was sweat from a hot se. x and not from the weather. I'm so bored. If Celestines will not arrive after I took a shower, believe me, I will ruin her building and let the people living them suffer.