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Third Person Pov A few days later, Christopher ran a hand over his face and finally muttered, almost to himself, “Maybe I should see him.” He knew it would make Celine happy, and it was the final thing keeping them apart. But he knew that Philip wouldn’t agree to meet him personally because of the enmity between them, so he decided to use Celine.Philip was unaware that a storm was brewing in Christopher’s mind. He sat in his small living room, absentmindedly scrolling through his phone. A message popped up from Celine: “Dinner tonight? I’d love some company.”Philip paused. His fingers hovered over the screen. It had been a while since he had spoken to Celine, so he assumed things with Christopher were good. This message was a surprise that he would have to process.Later that evening, when Christopher finally arrived at Philip’s apartment, there was a strange mixture of hesitation and determination in his gut. Philip opened the door and froze for a brief moment, surprised to see hi

Third Person Pov “You’ve been buying a lot of things lately.”Cassia looked up at him now, meeting his eyes, her gaze burning with anger and mockery. She was annoyed because her so-called husband neglected her and then got nosy when she was spoiled by others. She wondered who he thought he was.“So?” she asked, unbothered.Nathaniel’s jaw tightened. “So… I’m just wondering.”Cassia’s lips curved slightly. “Wondering what?”Nathaniel hesitated, as if he didn’t want to say the words out loud. Cassia could see him weighing his options. He wanted to accuse her, but he didn’t want to sound like the controlling husband. To be honest, he couldn’t care less what Cassia was doing, as long as she was loyal to him and not doing anything that would ruin his reputation. He was good.Finally, he said, “Cassia, you don’t make as much as I do.”Cassia blinked slowly. “And?”Nathaniel exhaled. “And these things you’ve been wearing… they’re not cheap.”Cassia laughed lightly, a soft sound meant to mak

Christopher Pov “Where is she?” I asked Marcus, my assistant, for what felt like the hundredth time today. We had reservations at Lumière in forty-five minutes, and Celine was still nowhere to be found. I needed her there. This whole evening was about her, about us, about finally doing this relationship properly instead of whatever the hell we’d been doing for the past six weeks.“She’s finishing up with the product development team, sir,” Marcus said, checking his tablet. “Should I remind her about—”“No.” I straightened my tie, suddenly nervous. Which was ridiculous. This was my wife. But somehow, asking her on an actual date felt more terrifying than negotiating a billion-dollar merger. “I’ll get her myself.”Marcus looked like he was trying very hard not to smile. “Of course, sir.”The product development floor was buzzing when I walked in. Half the team looked up, did a double take, then immediately tried to look busy. I was the CEO; my presence here usually meant something had

Celine Pov The moment we both walked into the house, Chris locked his lips with mine, making us both moan loudly into the kiss, as if we had been waiting to do this for a long time..I don't know how we managed to climb the stairs to his room, without either of us tripping on our faces because his lips kept kissing me as our tongues fought for dominance.Thank God we are alone in the whole house. The few maids around are possibly sleeping by now.Once we entered the room, he closed and locked after him. He push me gently on the bed, not even giving me a second to catch my breath before his muscular body climbs on top of me, locking our lips into another sweet kiss.I wrapped my legs around his waist, which made my short gown lift higher.Christopher pressed his hips to me, making us both moan to the kiss. I can feel how hard he is and fuck, that makes me soaking wet.His hands kept touching my body as if it's the finest art he had ever touched. He parted his lips from mine lowering t

Third Person Pov The morning light came through the bedroom curtains in thin, pale strips, falling across the bed where Nathaniel and Cassia lay on opposite sides like two people who had agreed, without ever saying so, to divide the mattress into territories. There was no argument about it, no resentment either. It had simply become the way of their nights careful, no love, quiet, and undisturbing.Nathaniel was already half awake when his phone buzzed on the nightstand. He reached for it before Cassia could stir, not ready to be in her glooming presence yet,tilting the screen away from habit more than necessities. She was still asleep, her hair fanned out across her pillow, her breathing slow and even. Cassia mad him have moved past the fighting stage, now they’ve accepted that they can’t stand each other and have chose to live like that with each other in fake peace.He rose quietly, dressed, and went downstairs to make coffee for himself.Cassia woke to the smell of it drifting