A Dinner Meant for Two:Celeste stepped into Damien’s penthouse, the scent of something rich, and decadent filled the air. She had expected a catered meal, but instead, of finding a caterer or the cook, she found Damien himself standing in the open-concept kitchen, sleeves rolled up, with a glass of whiskey in one hand.Celeste arched a brow. “You cook?”Damien smirked, setting the glass down. “I do a lot of things, Celeste. Cooking happens to be one of them. One that helps me relax when I've had a hard day.”Her gaze drifted to the dining table, set for two, a single candle flickering between the plates. The entire scene was so unexpectedly intimate.“Have a seat,” he said smoothly. “I’ll bring everything out.”Celeste hesitated. She had spent so much of her life in calculated social settings, having lavish dinners, going to red-carpet events, and interviews where every answer was curated to perfection. But this? This felt different. This felt cosy.She took her seat, crossing her
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