"Thank you," she said to Vincent's man after he volunteered to put the paper bags inside of her hotel room.
Vincent and Lander throwing sarcastic remarks at each other just pissed her off. Celestine was aware that the two were acting differently towards each other because of her.
If she needs to distance herself from one of them to not ruin the friendship that Vincent and Lander have, she will.
As she closed the door, she take a deep breath before walking towards the bedroom where she asked Vincent's man to put the paper bags.
She had a feeling that Lander is planning to do something tonight and she was nervous about it. Nevertheless, she still wants to go. The last thing she wanted to do is to disappoint Lander so whatever he is planning, she just hopes that it's not something she will be uncomfortable answering.
She stopped walking when she stepped on something. It made a cracking sound that echoed throughout the silent room. It was the phone Vin
"You look dashing, son," his mother emotionally said as she stare at Lander.Lander took a deep breath as he was fixing his tie in front of the mirror. He can't just sit while waiting for the time to pass so he decided to start preparing for the dinner date even though he was a bit early to start doing so."I hope Celestine will like what I prepared for her," he said as he finished fixing his tie."I know she will, son." She gives Lander an assuring smile before holding her son's hand to gently squeeze it.Lander is obviously nervous. He'd been walking back and forth inside of his room talking to the coordinator about the preparations. And his mother was happy to see the tension in her son because it only means that he treasure Celestine and was afraid of disappointing her.She could still remember the time she told him that one day, he will meet a girl that would make him feel that he wasn't enough to make him realize that in life, we should never
Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.It is what Lander has been doing for minutes now in front of Celestine's hotel room. He's acting like a teenage boy who was about to ask his crush to be his date to prom. It's quite funny to think about that but this isn't the right time to chuckle at his made-up jokes inside his mind.He inhaled and exhaled once again."C'mon, you're Lander Buenavista don't like act stupid," he scolded to himself before moving his hand to knock on the door.He closed his eyes firmly before hitting his knuckles against the wall. In just three consecutive knocks, he heard the doorknob twisting inside. He stepped back and fixed his tie for the last time."Oh, hey," Celestine shyly greeted him. She is still on her crop top, jeans, and stilettos. She lost track of the time while crying a while ago that she has forgotten to prepare for the dinner date.She's avoiding his gaze. Embarrassment is eating her up as she subtle glance to
It took her a few minutes before finally absorbing Lander's sudden question. As much as she wanted to answer the question, she refused not to. "Let's just talk about something else. Vincent and I just had an argument and I'm still in the state where just by hearing his name my blood is starting to boil," she excused, glancing to Lander, giving him a faint smile before focusing again her eyes to the road. She said the truth. At this moment, all she wanted is to be free from questions and situations that involves Vincent. Even for a moment, she wanted to be free of him; from the thoughts of Vincent. Tonight, all she should care about is Lander. "I understand," he said as his grip on the steering tightened. Ever since he was a kid, he has had the thoughts of always proving everyone wrong. Despite having supportive parents and good family relatives it did not save him from always feeling like he's an outcast. His cousins passed their bar exams on
The cinnamon scent of the lit candles runs through her nostrils as they slowly walk inside of the venue with her hand still on Lander's arm. The candelabras were the first thing she had noticed, they were in the shade of yellow and brown bringing a vintage vibe all over the place. She was unable to let go of the smile that genuinely crept to her lips as she was busy wandering her eyes around the place. The white as milk thick curtains were hanging beautifully on the ceiling. She smiles. She had never been a fan of the color white, simply because she find them boring but tonight, she eat her words and end up thinking that the white color shows simplicity and she think it's beautiful. Tonight was just perfect, she thought. Everything was in the shade of white, yellow, and brown. She loves it. She must say that Lander indeed thinks of her while he's making plans for their dinner date and she finds it sweet. Lander tapped her hand on his arm that
"I like the peacefulness of the night," Lander whispered as his hands is on Celestine's waist guiding it to sway with the music while her hands is on his shoulders."Me too," she said in a low tone of voice while she was staring at him.Celestine can't help but stare at Lander's face with the urge of pinching herself to know if she was just dreaming or not. She can't believe that she's with a handsome man with the right intentions for her. It was quite unbelievable. It was like she's in a fairytale right now where she feel like a princess having a dance with her prince charming."You're so beautiful," he mumbled.As the light crossed Celestine's face it was as if in slow motion, her eyes twinkled with a smile that reaches it. Lander swallowed upon realizing how beautiful Celestine is. He couldn't believe that the woman in front of him actually said yes to the dinner date and was smiling genuinely at him right now.From the first time, he met Celest
She traced the hair on his chest using her index finger as Vincent's left hand is caressing her arm in a most sensual way that gives her goosebumps. Her head is resting on his chest, listening to every beat of his heart—it was calm, as well as his every breathing."I love feeling your skin against mine," he whispered. She closed her eyes as his calloused hand traveled to her neck and back to her arm."I want to forget everything... I want to be with you and think about just being with you," she whispered against his chest."Then don't think about anything."She lifts her face to look at his eyes. She can't help but think about this whole thing as a dream. She can't believe that she's in Vincent's arm, staring at his eyes and just simply enjoying this precious moment with him.He moved his hand to reach her right cheek. He moved his thumb, caressing it gently as if she was a fragile thing that he might hurt in just a simple move."But y
"I think you should change your clothes, it's too revealing," Vincent said as he was leaning against the door with eyes examining Celestine's body as she was in front of the mirror looking at herself.She is wearing a v-neck crochet crop top and high waist wide leg knit pants. She also paired it with her white stiletto. It was not too revealing like how Vincent pictured it to be so she rolled her eyes."Nope, it's not revealing it's perfectly fine," she said, spraying an expensive perfume all over her body. She was surprised to see her things that she left in the hotel properly arranged in Vincent's room after they had their breakfast. She did not bother asking because obviously Vincent asked his men to pick her things in the hotel while she's peacefully sleeping a while ago."I can see your boob cheek from here. How come it's not revealing?""C'mon, it's just a little skin, Vincent. It's a big deal. I don't want to change, I'm tired so let me just wear t
Celestine remained silent as she was watching Vincent unbuckling his seatbelt. She averted her gaze to him and look outside of the car.The gate of their mansion is what she saw. She almost had forgotten what her home looks like in months of being away. As she was gazing upon the huge gate of their mansion she can't help but remember the last time she had entered it."You alright?" he asked as her silence become deafening for him. They were fine earlier until they are getting near Oakmont's mansion."Yeah, I just can't believe that I'm here again. That I'm in front of our mansion that once I thought I won't be able to see again," she said with eyes still staring at their mansion gate."I'm sorry for keeping you away from home," he said as he was too staring at the gate.The mansion looks a bit abandoned now. The guardhouse is empty, dry leaves are lying in front of the gate and the gate's color is starting to fade. As she was staring at the mansion