Fiona woke up with a groan, her body aching as if she'd been run over by a bus. She drew a deep breath, but the familiar pounding in her head reminded her of last night's excesses.As she tried to move, her hands brushed against a warm hand wrapped around her waist. Memories of Oliver from the party last night flooded back, and her heart skipped a beat."Damn it," she cursed under her breath, carefully disentangling his arm from her waist, trying not to wake the sleeping stranger.Fiona's body ached in places she didn't even know could ache, thanks to Oliver's rough handling the previous night. "Some guys have no chill," she muttered under her breath, recalling the passionate night they had shared.She finally found her clothes strewn around the room and got dressed in haste, hoping to slip out before Oliver woke up. As she glanced at the handsome stranger still sound asleep in his bed, her mind replayed the memories of the night, a small smile forming on her lips."Too bad we won't m
Celine's voice trembled as she repeated the question. "What are we, Ermanno?" Her heart beat faster, each second stretching into an eternity as she awaited his answer. Ermanno's expression shifted, his eyes searching hers as if seeking the words he needed. "I don't know, Celine," he said, his voice low and grave. "What are we?" Celine swallowed hard, her own uncertainty flooding back into her mind. "I...I don't know," she stammered, her face falling into a small frown. Celine's heart sank at Ermanno's words, his sudden aloofness like a knife to her heart. "What do you think we are?" she asked, her voice wavering. "I don't want to be in a place where I'm not wanted or considered important." Ermanno's fingers brushed over his phone, his face impassive. "We are nothing, Celine," he stated flatly, as if it were a simple fact. Celine's eyes widened, shock and hurt coursing through her. "Really?” "Is that how you feel?" Celine asked, her voice cracking with emotion. "I thought we had s
A deafening shriek pierced through the phone, causing Celine to instinctively pull the phone away from her ear. "AHHHHHHH!" Fiona shouted, her elation palpable even through the phone."I knew you could do it, girl! You're going to be a star," Fiona continued, her voice brimming with pride.Celine laughed, shaking her head in disbelief at Fiona's enthusiasm. "Girl, you're more excited than I am!" she teased, her heart overflowing with happiness. "This is why you're the best friend ever."Fiona's voice took on a more incredulous tone. "Wait, you're serious? You got a role in a movie? Are you for real?" she asked, her disbelief palpable even through the phone."Yes, I'm for real!" Celine insisted, her grin spreading wider. "Fiona, I couldn't have done it without your support.""Yes, it's really happening!" Celine exclaimed, her voice practically dancing through the phone. "I saw the audition call online and I figured, why not? And today was the physical audition, and I got in!"Fiona's l
A victorious grin stretched across Celine's face as she bounced with excitement. "Guess what?!" she exclaimed, barely able to contain her joy. "I applied for that online audition thingy, and I rocked the online casting! Today was the physical casting and I freaking got in!"Ermanno arched a skeptical eyebrow, though a small smile tugged at his lips. "Who got in? Let me guess...you?" he asked, already knowing the answer.Celine feigned a look of surprise. "Wow, you're psychic!" she giggled, her cheeks flushing with pride.Ermanno's lips curved upward in a smug grin as Celine approached. "Come here, princess," he beckoned, patting his lap. "Sit."Obliging, Celine settled onto his lap, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. Ermanno leaned in, his breath warm against her ear. "I'm proud of you," he whispered, his words stirring a flutter in Celine's chest."Very soon, I'm gonna be famous and nailing every acting role I audition for," she declared, her voice playful and teasing.Ermanno's g
Zelda's lips curved into a smirk, a subtle hint of jealousy coloring her voice as she spoke. "So, you take her on dates?" she purred, her eyes roving over Celine's retreating figure.Ermanno's response was terse, his jaw set in a hard line. "She's mine," he said simply, his tone unwavering as he met Zelda's gaze. "What else do you expect?"Zelda's chuckle was low and mocking. "Bullshit," she said, her eyes narrowing. "Have you fucked her?"Ermanno's response was sharp and unyielding. "That's none of your concern, Zelda," he snapped, his patience fraying at the edges.Zelda rolled her eyes, her expression a mix of frustration and amusement. "What does she have that I don't?" she demanded, her voice rising an octave. "Tell me, why do you treat her better than me? Are you in love with her?" she persisted, her pout deepening as she waited for his response.Ermanno's eyes hardened, his voice slicing through the air like a blade."Last time I checked, you were the woman I fuck. Nothing more
She blushed, her lips parting in a breathless moan as he leaned in closer, his breath hot against her skin. His hands traced the outline of her body.Ermanno's eyes glittered with heat, his gaze fixed on Celine's near-naked body. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her abdomen in a soft, sensual kiss that made her tremble."Can I?" he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire as he hovered over her bra. Celine's cheeks flushed with a shy blush, her gaze flitting away as she gave a shy nod, granting him permission.He unhooked her bra with a deft flick of his fingers, revealing her breasts in all their glory.Celine felt herself blush deeper, her skin warming with every lingering caress. His voice, low and gravelly, sent a shiver down her spine as he whispered, "Beautiful."She gasped as his hand closed around her neck, pulling her in for a passionate kiss. Her legs parted instinctively as his fingers trailed down to her breasts, giving the left one a teasing squeeze.Celine bit her
Mason's voice was warm and easygoing as he asked Celine, "So... how has life been treating you lately?"Celine's smile was wide and forced as she replied, "Life's been great! What about you?" Her tone was cheerful, but her frown was visible even as she tried to hide it.Mason laughed softly, sitting beside her on the couch. "Life's been good," he said, his eyes tracing Celine's features from head to toe. "How about a toast?"Celine's gaze remained on Mason, her smile faltering slightly as she lifted her glass to his. "To what?""To life," Mason replied, a playful glint in his eyes. "And to the unexpected twists and turns that make it worth living."They clinked their glasses, and Celine couldn't help but wonder if Mason was alluding to something moreMason's brow furrowed as he observed Celine's behavior, a hint of concern coloring his voice. "You seem a lot busier these days. Huh?"Celine chuckled, a nervous laugh punctuating her response. "I can explain, okay? I promise!""Go ahead,
Celine's voice was thick with emotion as she spoke. "I still wonder why she had to leave so early," she said, sniffling as tears continued to fall."Wherever she is, she would be so proud of you," Mason replied, his hand gently caressing her hair.Celine's shoulders relaxed as she nestled closer to him, her breathing slowly beginning to steady. "You're right," she murmured, her voice soft and hoarse. "I know she's with me in spirit, always."“I miss this…” Mason says.Celine's laughter echoed in the room as she broke away from the hug, her mood visibly lifted. "I gotta go, Owen and Dad are blowing up my phone," she said, amusement evident in her voice.Mason stood up alongside her, escorting her towards the door. "Alright, let me walk you out," he said, his voice still gentle.As they left her apartment, Mason noticed the absence of Celine's car. "Where's your car?" he asked, his brows furrowing slightly.Celine's smile was small, yet genuine as she replied, "I haven't even seen it in