CELESTE'S POV
A week had passed since that incident and I felt fine now. It was hard to convince Tobias, that I didn't see the face of the attacker due to dark, but he gave up eventually. I felt fine now, so we had come to a party which was hosted in a massive mansion, that looked more like a palace to me, with chandeliers hanging by the ceiling and everything, seemingly golden. I almost fell like my eyes are going to be blind by so much sparkle.
Tobias had introduced me to his business partners and they had started to talk about business, whic
AUTHOR'S POVCeleste cleaned her dress with a wet tissue and washed her hands in the sink. She looked into the mirror and fixed her makeup, sighing to herself. How is she even going to apologize to him? That's what, she was thinking about all the time.She shooked her head and stepped outside, getting startled on the way, as she almost stumbled upon someone. Looking up, she gasped loudly. It was her worst nightmare. She stumbled back a little and that night flashed in front of her eyes again, " Ca-Carl!"&n
DYLAN'S POV~A LITTLE WHILE EARLIERI was confused at Celeste's behaviour. It was not like, I wanted her to feel indebted to me, but she atleast should not have talked to me like this.Whatever! I shooked my head and looked up, where Daniel was sipping his wine, while his eyes were fixed on me, in an observatory gaze.
CELESTE'S POV I was stunned, when Dylan came to save me. He once again, came right at the moment, when I desperately needed someone by my side. It was surprising, but I was still glad, that he came.He was hiding me behind him, like he was trying to protect me. I was surprised at his actions. Why was he so worried? Was it because I was Tobias's girlfriend? That's the only reason, there could be.
DYLAN'S POV It was so awkward! I reminiscised the earlier events of the party and cringed at my behaviour. I was again at the edge of the same mounatin, laying down on the windshield of my car. My eyes were gazing up at the stars, which were shining brightly in this dark night. I was still thinking about what happened in the party, today. I can't believe, she apologized to me. I would have thought it was just a formality for her, if tears wouldn't have started flowing from her
DYLAN'S POVI have been waiting for Carl in my office. Too patiently for my endurance level. I have cleared all my schedule, as it was the most important problem, I had to deal with. I needed to deal with him once and for all.My office was located at the top floor of a building, which was owned by GRAY INC. that was currently run by me.I had been constantly checking the time.
AUTHOR'S POVThe sky was clear and the sun was not out yet completely, giving the sky a hazy orangish yellow color. Cold breeze was blowing and the air was clear.She was sitting on the resting chair in the balcony of their penthouse. The view from here, was ecstatic.Her legs were folded in Indian style and a warm cup of coffee was held in her hands. She was wearing an off shoulder top with shorts and could feel the chills of cold, running up her spine.
AUTHOR'S POV“ Your paintings are crap...We can't display such paintings at our gallery! ” The words were echoing harshly in her ear. The same words again.She was walking on the footpath, in a trance, with her portfolio, held in her hand, tightly. She had faced, yet another harsh rejection.She couldn't even remember, how many times it's been already, for her to be rejected like this. Did people really had to be so harsh?
AUTHOR'S POVAll Celeste saw, was red, due to the anger, that boiled in her veins. Who did he think he was? How could he do this to her?She was standing in front of Gray Inc. building, holding onto her portfolio. What Carl told her earlier, was still hard to believe, but she had to confront Dylan about it. Sighing to keep herself under control, she entered the building and stopped by the reception. The receptionist picked up her head from the file, she was checking and gave a once over look to her.“ Yes? How may I help you? ” She asked professionally, as Celes