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"Go to bed, Celeste. We'll talk tomorrow morning." I mumbled.
Celeste looked at me from across the bed, her eyes still carrying a mixture of confusion, disbelief, and exhaustion.
The words felt rushed even to my own ears.
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Author's POVMillie stood in front of the full-length mirror and turned slowly.The black evening gown hugged her figure perfectly. It wasn't the most expensive dress she owned, but it was the most strategic. Elegant enough to belong in a room full of investors and executives. Bold enough to ensure nobody forgot her.She adjusted one shoulder and studied her reflection carefully.Tonight mattered because she had finally received confirmation. Viktor was leaving the country for Italy.The moment she heard the news earlier that morning, her entire plan shifted. She needed money. A lot of it. And the quickest path to that money was standing directly in front of her.Throne.A small smile touched her lips. Poor man. He still thought she was helping him because she cared.Millie grabbed her purse and headed downstairs. Throne was already waiting. The moment he saw her, his eyes widened slightly. Wearing the dress he got her that opened half her body made his hair tick. "You look beautifu
CelesteI stared at Viktor across the table, the silence stretching between us like a rope pulled too tight. He'd barely touched his food, and neither had I. The restaurant buzzed with quiet conversations and clinking glasses, but our table felt isolated from it all."Start talking," I finally said.Viktor lifted his eyes to mine.I folded my arms across my chest. "You asked me here. You said it was important. So talk."His jaw tightened, and for a second he looked away.I hated that look. The defeated one. The one that made him seem older than he actually was.I sighed and leaned back in my chair."Even if I haven't been able to show up for you lately," I said quietly, "that doesn't mean you should just want to disappear because I got married."His eyes snapped back to mine. For a moment, something flickered across his face. Surprise.Then he let out a short laugh and shook his head. "Not everything is always because of you, Celeste."I blinked. The answer caught me off guard.I nodd
RomanI watched Celeste walk away. Every step she took by his side seemed to irritate me more. The anger only lessened when I realized she only went with him because she saw the look on his face. Those puppy eyes. That damn guy stole her from me with puppy eyes. I sighed. I really wanted to have lunch with her.I knew her well enough now to understand what had happened. She wasn't agreeing to dinner because she suddenly had feelings for Viktor. She agreed because she felt responsible and because she cared.She was the kind of person who would hurt herself before hurting someone else. And somehow, that made the situation even worse.I stood there for several moments after she disappeared around the corner. My hands were shoved into my pockets.My jaw was tight. And there was enough fury underneath my calm expression to make most people uncomfortable.Unfortunately, I couldn't do anything about it. She was right. This was a contract. A stupid contract I shouldn't have agreed to and one
CelesteI knew arguing with Roman was pointless. The man had already decided I was leaving the office. Whether I agreed or not apparently wasn't part of the discussion.I sighed and picked up my bag. Roman looked entirely too pleased with himself."Good choice."I rolled my eyes. "Don't start.""You should always listen to me first.” He murmured, definitely smiling behind me. Sometimes I wonder why he does that. I agreed to do the job of being his wife, and I knew this was part of it, but he was enjoying it just too much. I ignored him and walked out of my office before he could say anything else.The employees immediately pretended they weren't watching again.I wasn't fooled. I made my way toward Yuna's office, pushed the door open, and stepped inside. She was typing away on her laptop. The moment she saw me, she smiled. "Leaving already?""Unfortunately." I adjusted my bag on my shoulder. "I won't be coming back today. You can sort everything out.” Yuna nodded. "Okay."I turned
Celeste The first thing I saw when I woke up was a flood of messages. Most of them came from the group chat Fiona had created before I left the hotel. I smiled immediately. Those women were impossible. Rachel had sent at least twenty messages overnight. Mia had complained about Rachel sending twenty messages overnight. Nora had reacted to all of them. And Fiona, somehow, had managed to keep the conversation on track. I was still smiling when a new message appeared. Fiona: Girls' party this weekend. Attendance is mandatory. A dozen replies followed instantly. I laughed. Then typed my own response. Me: I'm in. Almost immediately, reactions flooded in. Rachel: Yessss! Mia: Nobody escapes. Fiona: Good. We finally have a date. The discussion quickly turned into scheduling. After nearly fifteen minutes of debating everyone's availability, a date was finally chosen. Before the conversation could move on, Fiona tagged me. Fiona: How's the project? I smiled. Me: Still working
Roman The first thing I did after getting home was refuse to stay home. That probably sounded ridiculous. I had spent days wanting to come back, yet the moment I arrived, I arranged something else. I had to see Celeste first. And I arrived before they did. The restaurant overlooked the city through enormous glass windows. The lighting was soft, the atmosphere relaxed, and the food happened to be excellent. I checked my watch three times and checked it again. Apparently, Germany hadn't fixed my patience problem. My phone buzzed. It was a text message from Roland. We're on our way now, boss. I narrowed my eyes and texted back. What's taking so long? He replied immediately. She had to say goodbye to her friends. I sent another text. She doesn't know you're bringing her to me, right? After a few minutes, his response came in: She doesn't. But she's asking a lot of questions. I smiled. Typical of Celeste. I could already imagine how curious she'd have been seeing
“Miss Celeste!” Yuna yelled. “What is it this time?”She grabbed my wrist. “You’re getting married tomorrow?!”Rumors spread faster than the truth in this city.I sighed and stepped aside, letting her in. “Come inside before you start shouting in the hallway.”Yuna followed me in but didn’t calm
I looked down at the contract, my fingers hovering over the paper. The pen remained clenched tightly in my hand, yet I couldn't bring myself to sign. This was it. The moment I had been running from. Just a few hours ago, I had called this man absurd. Now, I was sitting across from him, preparing
Celeste's POVMy hands began to shake as I stared at his hardened face. Had he already seen through my act? I took in a shaky breath."Act?" I asked, about to crack a smile when he spoke again. "The exclusive guests don't use this entrance. Your act can't trick me." He said, signalling to his coll
Celeste's POV "You're done talking. Now it's my turn. Since you've admitted to it, then come with me to court today. It's about time the misunderstanding was settled." I grabbed her right on her hand, she struggled to get free while I dragged her out. "Taking me there will only make your sente







