LOGINCeleste's POV My back landed on the soft mattress as my eyes stayed locked on him, watching as he tossed aside his pants in one swift motion before climbing onto the bed. I almost laughed at the way he rushed as though he feared I might change my mind. I slipped off the rest of my dress, leaving myself in only my panties. His gaze roamed over my body as he licked his lips. "Why are you so breathtaking?” he murmured, his hand gripping my legs and forcing them apart. “Why are you dangerously handsome?“ I countered, and he chuckled before tearing my panties in one move. The act made my lips part as I glared at him. “What the fuck!” I snapped, and he smiled, leaning closer to brush a kiss against my lips. “I’ll buy you more. Even if you want a store overflowing with panties, I’ll get it for you.” My lips twitched as I shook my head. The way his cock grazed my skin sent a shiver like electricity down my spine that made me press my lips together. Damn, if he didn’t start
Celeste's POV Getting to his floor right outside his door, I swallowed hard before knocking lightly. “Come in,” came his loud voice, making me twist the doorknob and push the door open. My breath caught in my throat. Zane was right there, his back to me, stark naked, bubble smooth butt, with water glistening down his skin like molten silver. “Don’t think I would let what you did slide, Colt! I haven't forgiven you!” he said sternly without turning. Apparently, he thought it was Colt knocking. My face flushed crimson. Maybe I should just run away now that he wasn’t looking. I didn't want to tangle myself with this now. Turning around, tiptoeing towards the door, my fingers settled on the knob when I felt a light tap on my shoulder. my body stiffened. “Where are you sneaking off to?” came his low voice, making my stomach churn. Pressing my lips together, I turned to face him. My eyes widened instantly, thiz cute jerk was still stark naked. I quickly fixed my gaz
Celeste's POV Dragging all the dresses Zane brought for me the last time, my eyes sparkled at one I had fallen in love with. It was short, reaching my mid-thigh, with floral patterns and off-shoulders that left my neckline bare. Pressing my lips together, I quickly slipped into the dress, standing in front of the mirror as I swayed, a wide smile etched across my face. Suddenly, a knock froze me in place, knitting my brows as I strode to the door and flung it open. At the threshold, staring at me with wide eyes… Lily. “Can I come in?” she asked, and I nodded, stepping aside for her to enter. “Wow, you’re trying on dresses?” she asked as she picked up the long gown and turned to me. I wanted to ask why she was here, and that small bag in her hand… “Yeah, I’m bored, so why not,” I replied with a careless shrug. She chuckled softly as she sat on the bed, her gaze sweeping over my body. “This dress looks amazing on you. Sometimes I’m in awe of how stunning you are,” s
Arden's POV Running my hand through my hair, I couldn’t shake off the weight of what I had just done. Damn me, I knew I was far older, and even if she had claimed she was not a kid, I shouldn’t have indulged her recklessness, especially since I was the eldest. I should set a good example, not shatter one, but screw me. The way her wide puppy eyes locked on mine while she took my cock into her warm little mouth, made my cock twitch in my pants. Even the tears rolling down her cheeks as she struggled to catch her breath... A low chuckle slipped my lips—and did she call it a lesson, my foot? That girl was hunting me like a predator stalking prey, and yet she kept winning every single time. I doubted I could resist the next encounter. How would she looked like if her lips parted in a moan while I drove into her pussy senselessly... “Arden.” The sound of my name snapped me out of my storm as Colt strode calmly into the house. My lips twitched as I moved to the couch and
Celeste's POV “That’s insane, I can’t...” “You can, I want to.” I cut him off as he blinked. If he dared reject me again, I might just cut off his cock this time. How could someone refuse a blowjob? My finger already worked on loosening his belt. His hand pressed against mine, and I knew he wanted this. His stubborn restraint was what pushed him away. And I truly wanted to shatter it. I wanted him to realize he wasn’t as flawless as he pretended to be. The thought alone made me move faster, swiftly removing his belt as I unzipped his pants. “Celeste.” He called as though it was his last defense, but I leaned closer and brushed a quick kiss on his lips. “Relax.” I murmured before sinking to my knees. My breath quickened as I slowly pulled down his brief. His cock sprang free, making my eyes nearly leap from their sockets. Damn! He was even bigger than I imagined, veins etched like rivers and a slight curve at the tip. My pussy throbbed at the sight. “Having
Celeste's POV My brows furrowed as he closed the distance between us. “I know how much you crave for me to punish you, but trust me, you won’t like the bitter medicine you’re asking for,” he said firmly. My fingers curled as I met his icy stare. This was exactly what I wanted to erase—his relentless rejection whenever I dared to reach for him. I didn’t even know his age, but regardless, I refused to be treated like a child. I'm an adult for God’s sake. “I don’t care how bitter it might be. I’m mature enough to take responsibility if something happens, so stop treating me like a kid,” I snapped, glaring at him. A smirk tugged at his lips. “Oh really? You want me to be treating you like an adult? Have you ever proven how responsible you could be? The same you who would—” “To hell with you, Arden!” I cut him off before he could finish. He had repeated the same accusations too many times, and I was exhausted. His eyes widened slightly, not in shock, but amusement. “
Celeste. Thank goodness, a few maids were already waiting for my arrival. They carried my baggage while the grumpy man had already marched into the house. My lips twitched at the sight of the mansion that screamed wealth. I didn’t linger on the details. After all, I never admired such things.
Celeste. I didn’t spend Saturday at home. And I definitely didn’t spend it at my mother’s wedding either. Instead, I stayed with Anna, flipping through old campaign catalogs because there was no way I would pretend to be the devoted daughter of a woman who didn’t care one bit about how I felt.
Celeste. When I got home, every bone in my body felt stiff from all the posing, and encountering my mother was the last thing I wanted right now. So I tried to tiptoe through the living room. However, luck clearly wasn’t on my side because her voice thundered across the house, freezing me in pla
Celeste. The first thing I did when I stepped into the studio was shrug off the heavy robe concealing the Victoria’s Secret lingerie beneath it. The fabric had been clinging to me like a guard protecting a forbidden secret. Anna appeared from one corner, a palette in one hand and a brush in t







