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Celeste's POV “If you ruin my face, Zane, I will screw up yours too!” I said sternly. He rolled his eyes and closed the distance between us. “I don't understand why you guys underestimate me! How can you doubt my skills, beanie?” he said as he grabbed my hand and dragged me out. I couldn't help but chuckle at his words. When we got to his studio room, my eyes swept across the space as he pulled one of the chairs away from the mirror and placed it in the middle of the room. “Why are you putting it in the center?” I asked, staring at him like he had suddenly grown another head. “Come on, trust the process. I don't want you checking the mirror to see what I'm doing. When I'm done, then you can look,” he said. Trust me too, I didn't want to accept his offer. But then again, there were men who knew how to do makeup. Maybe I should just give him a chance, it wouldn't kill right? Worst case. Masquerade look. And I wash it off. Taking a seat, he quickly pulled a table

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Celeste's POV "I didn't mean to—” “Would you say the same if you had gotten injured or if you had lost your leg to this?” he asked again, making me shift uneasily under his piercing gaze. He held my eyes without me uttering another word. “Okay, I'm sorry,” he added, making me stare at my fingers. When I didn't respond, his finger curled under my chin, lifting my face to meet his. I pressed my lips together, batting my lashes innocently. “Are you upset that I'm mad at you?” he asked quietly, and I sighed. It wasn't that I was angry. The truth was I never thought he would get upset with me, and I was the cause because I had been burdening him a lot lately. “I'm not mad. As a matter of fact, I should be the one apologizing for troubling you. I didn't—” “It’s fine, Celeste. I'm just a bit worried, and trust me, you're not troubling me,” he said, a smile curling at the edge of his lips. “You're the last person who could ever trouble me. I'm here to ease not jus

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Celeste's POV My breath caught in my throat as I blinked hard, trying to process the request. Scratch that—because this sounded less like a request and more like an order. “Are you there?” his voice came, pulling me out of my thoughts. I cleared my throat as my fingers tightened around the phone. “I’m afraid I can't grant you that request,” I said calmly. There was no way I was going on any stupid date, and I knew this was my mother. She was practically handing me to the wolves. “Is there a reason you don't want to go? Or do you have someone in mind?” The second his words landed, my heart missed a beat. What if my mom had told him about what she suspected between me and the boys? Did he also think I was some slut throwing herself at his sons? My chest tightened beating out of rhythm. “That is not the reason, Mr. Revanchi. I'm not just comfortable meeting new people,” I replied flatly, and his chuckle echoed through the line. Then my mother butted in. “Trust me, Celeste

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Colt's POV My finger skimmed across the patient files that sprawled over my desk in an orderly stack. I selected one of the files to sign the report. Just as I reached for another file, a knock reverberated, halting me midway. “Come in,” I said, still flipping through another report and signing it when a low voice tugged at my attention. “The blood results came in, Dr. Colt.” I went by Colt alone because I didn’t want everyone who walks in and out of the facility to know my family background on a whim. Don't get me wrong. The Ravenchi name is a huge pass. Everyone knew we owned the entire facility. But I wanted it to be limited to that alone. To those who did not know me as a Ravenchi, I didn't want to go around screaming it in their faces. That can intimidate many patients, making them approach me with fear instead of freedom. Turning comfort into caution and openness into hesitation. Nah… I hated anything that would drag people's attention towards me. Leave attenti

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Arden's POV “What is there to discuss?” I asked, fastening my belt as I stared at him with one brow raised. “I’m suspicious about this whole mess. Don’t you find Father questionable? Forget that—what do you say about the company shares Father wanted to divide?” he asked, and I chuckled while grabbing my wristwatch. “What about it? I thought none of you were interested?” I asked, because when I mentioned this earlier everyone nearly branded me the mad one. “That’s not it, Arden. I’m finding some things strange, and it’s messing with my mind,” he added. A heavy sigh slipped past my lips. “If it’s about his gold-digging wife and daughter, count me out. I doubt he’s willing to take corrections,” I said with a casual shrug. He cleared his throat and shook his head. His stiff expression told me whenever he looked that serious, something weighed heavily on his mind. Colt was the inquisitive one, the type who dug into everything and made sure he found answers to his

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Zane's POV I strode into the company, the whole place humming like a restless hive with employees immersed in their duties. Some paused midway to greet me, and I murmured in response until I entered the elevator. “What about the designs I asked you to prepare, have you finished them?” I asked Finn, who stood beside me. He nodded. “I also forwarded some pictures Nathan took yesterday to your email,” he added, and my brows furrowed in confusion. “Who the heck is Nathan?” I asked, and Finn’s lips parted as he stared at me with a stunned expression. I arched my brows as though silently urging him to speak, and he shook his head before clearing his throat. "He was the same man you hired a few weeks ago,” he said evenly, and my eyes widened as realization dawned. He was the young intern I had just recruited after he finished his internship. A heavy breath escaped my lips. “Cancel any pending deals. I will mostly work from home now,” I added casually. From now on,

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Celeste's POV I applied my gloss for the last time, with my hair cascading down my shoulders, and checked myself for the fifth time in the mini mirror in my hand. My dress reached just above my knees, with heels that already made my legs throb painfully. Oh, let’s not forget I had stood here for more than thirty minutes waiting for the so‑called date. On the first day, his impression was already poor. Suddenly, a car darted forward and stopped right in front of me. My gaze swept across the car, a BMW. Even though it wasn’t terrible, it was nowhere near what the Revanchi possessed. Just as I wanted to walk away, the car blocked my view, and then the glass window slid down, unveiling a man. “Hey? Are you Celeste?” His loud voice, sharp as a trumpet blast, made me frown. “Yes, any—” “Get in.” He gestured inside, and my stomach twisted at his behavior. “Excuse me, are you Mr. Ronan?” I asked, and he arched his brow. “I don’t think there’s another man

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Celeste's POV Our gaze locked, and it felt as though the entire room dissolved into shadows. Intense, tangled emotions surged in my chest, tugging painfully as my eyes swept across the girl. She was stunning, her hair curled and tied into two ponytails, playful yet elegant, even her pink short dress added to her charm. I had put little effort into my outfit, and I would definitely look pale compared to what she wore. My teeth caught my lower lip as I bit it hard. “Here is your order.” The voice of the waitress finally dragged my attention back as I shifted my gaze to Ronan, who was smiling at his phone. Even as I saw the meal, I felt no appetite to eat anymore. Dammit, Celeste! Who would have thought I would meet him here of all places? Fine, it was my mother and Mr. Revanchi who planned this date, but what about him? What the hell was he doing here with another woman?! Screw me, there was nothing between us, right? He was my brother, and I should

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Zane's POV My head tilted to the side from the impact of the slap as a sharp sting burned across my cheek. Inhaling sharply before I shifted my gaze back to her. Her jaw locked tightly as she breathed hard, “How dare you, Zane?” She drew in a sharp breath while glaring at me. “How dare you try to disgrace me when you started it!” she lashed out. My tongue slid out, moistening my lower lip. “I didn't mean to, okay, I was just—” Her palm rose high and killed all the words on my tongue as she stared at me with eyes heavy with disappointment. If the slap stung, this look pierced my chest like a dagger. This was the first time Beanie had been furious with me, and trust me, I didn't want to lose control or do something reckless. But she was holding him. I saw how her hand brushed against his. I couldn't just sit still and watch such unfold. My heart, sanity, mind, soul—every fiber of my being couldn't swallow the fact that it was happening. “Did you see me

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Celeste's POV My breath hitched as I pressed my lips deeper. He didn't move, and I used that as my cue to part his lips before sliding my tongue into his mouth. Just as he tried to return the kiss, I pulled back, swallowing as I stared everywhere but his face. “What does this mean, Celeste?” I knew he only called me by my name when things were serious. Heat crept up my face, and I knew my whole face turned crimson. How could I explain that I felt the same? I knew I had a thing for him, but his confession threw me off. I never thought he felt the same way I did. “Talk to me, Beanie, I'm about to lose my mind.” His eager voice dragged my eyes to meet him. Biting my lips, before I could speak, he beat me to it. “Do you feel the same for me?“ he asked again. My lashes fluttered rapidly, then I sighed heavily. “I won't say I feel the same, but I do have a tiny—” I raised my finger to gesture how small. “I have these tiny feelings for you.” I murmured, and he

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