"I need the files on Trés chic's order, can you forward them to my mail?" Damien's voice rang through the phone.
He was no longer sweet and tender like before.
Heck, he wasn't even seductive anymore. He sounded thoroughly professional. He sounded like Céline was exactly what she was, an ordinary assistant.
He only called when he needed something concerning the office and she barely even saw him. She kept getting a cup of coffee for him but that was it, nothing else remained the same.
Céline was truly in trouble now.
"Yes, I will do that right away..." she stuttered. The line went dead immediately and she was left with the to
The familiar smell of black coffee welcomed Damien into the office and he couldn't help but smile.He wanted to forget Céline but there were some things he couldn't force his body to stop doing. Like the smile that grew on his face every morning when he got to work and found his coffee waiting. The fact that Céline made it, was even more difficult to keep a straight face.Thankfully, he had gotten a separate office down the hall prepared for her. That way, he didn't have to worry about showing his weaknesses to her. He could maintain his cold attitude for as long as he wanted, till he was certain of what he wanted.Despite the fact that he had changed drastically towards her, Céline hadn't stopped taking care of his morning coffee nor his office.
It had been three weeks since Céline started working with Damien Culhane. Two weeks since they had a major lapse in their relationship, thanks to Céline's inappropriate timing. Life at the Culhane group of companies, had become a dilemma.She had to worry about John, her psychopathic ex-boyfriend and still worry about Damien. Sometimes she didn't understand him. Did he want her did he not want her? The questions were unending.The last time she was in his office, right before his friend came in, she saw his stern eyes soften. He even sounded like he was loving what he was seeing. She had specifically worn that gown to test him. She left her red hair flowing to seduce him. Though, she didn't get to physically seduce him, she saw the change in his eyes. He looked like he wanted her, but she couldn'
It was a few days to the Trés Chic's sale gala and Damien had decided to take a break from work, so he could have time to practice his speech and prepare himself for the big day.Trés Chic was one of Damien Culhane's most popular high class boutique. It was not your average clothing boutique. It was a first-class boutique that provided exquisite pieces for the high class. These facts made the sale gala attract a lot of publicity, even from media outlets his publicity and marketing department didn't hire. It was the talk of the town.Everybody who was important was going to attend. Any body who appreciated high end fashion made it a date. So, Damien had to make sure everything from his speech to his mood went flawless.He sat
Elizabeth let out a gasp as she gazed at her niece taking slow steps into the living room. There were tears of joy and admiration in Elizabeth's eye. It felt just like yesterday when she had found Céline in front of her house that morning. The little girl was now a young beautiful woman she had nursed so well."How do I look?" Céline twirled. She was beaming with joy.She was dressed in a silver intricate gown that flowed around her feet like silver clouds. It had fringes draping around it, sparkling in the light of their living room. It was the most expensive gown, Céline had ever owned. It had embedded diamonds lining the breast cups. Céline felt like a queen in it. She could not stop smiling down at herself.Real fucking
Damien held Céline possessively as they walked confidently down the red carpet. The photographers were eager to take their pictures. Camera lights flashed all over their bodies and Damien knew the picture would trend in the tabloids for weeks on long.It wasn't everyday Damien Culhane came to an even with a woman and held her so firmly. Though the firm hands he had on her was mostly to boost Céline's confidence. He had seen the self doubt in her eyes just minutes before they alighted from the limousine. Holding her hands made her stronger. She held her head up high and she had the smile of a goddess.He also held her hand to pass the message across to the men ogling at her to back off. It was a sign that screamed, 'back off she is mine'.
Céline was stunned. She sat there with her glass in mid air gawking at Damien. She couldn't believe her own ears. Her legs shook with surprise and happiness, all at once.Was this really happening? Was Damien really proposing?She couldn't bring her brain to accept what her ears were telling her. Her heart was not even helping the situation, for it kept hammering in her chest, causing butterflies to erupt and flutter everywhere, leaving warm kisses everywhere they touched.She didn't know what to do. Should she scream a fat yes, or should she remain quiet? Should she run and hug him with a fast nod or should she keep gawking at him from a distance?Her breathing started coming in gasps as she kept looking at
Céline took out her phone and quickly scrolled to the news. A soft gasp escaped her lips."What is it babe?" Damien asked.When Céline kept quiet. Damien snatched the phone from her and his frown deepened."What is the meaning of this?" He barked. "When did this happen?""The moment you walked with her into the hall, they went to dig in all the information they could about her and spread it all over the internet.""They will presently be lurking around her house, hoping you will go straight home." Charles continued saying but Céline was no longer paying attention.Panic w
They got to Charles' house, the Gomez Place and they all alighted from the limousine. There were no paparazzi lurking behind nor around them, so it was safe to leave the vehicle.Out of all Damien's friends, Charles had the lowest profile. He preferred to live a low-key life with his wife away from the radar of story-crazy reporters and journalists.Charles' house was like a palace. The white structure sat on a very large expanse of land. Despite the dim lights of the night, the beauty of the place could already be perceived. It was like an exotic resort right in the middle of the city.Damien was grateful to Charles for offering his penthouse to him and Céline. His hold on her hand tightened as they walked through the large front doors of the big house. If he h