Short Chapter, I had planned more, but when Celine blurted out the truth, which I hadn't planned on until later in the story I had to end it there. I can practically hear the dramatic music playing. What do you think Sebastian will say?
The sexual tension left the tack room like oxygen being air vac’d on a breached spaceship and Sebastian’s face changed so abruptly that Celine went from embarrassed surprise to guilty concern for the tragedy she saw on the handsome man’s face.“Oh. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I didn’t know…I don’t know why I said that.”, Celine said lamely. Upon seeing his pain, she forgot her resentments or their gap in status and stroked away the frown and the pinched eyebrows, cooing consoling nonsense. She would do anything to take back what she had said. Even though she was more curious than ever to know what happened.Sebastian took her hands in his and created a little distance between them. “The answer to that question is for another time.”, he said and sighed.Then his face underwent another transition, and his eyes squinted, and his lips smirked. Now what, Celine wondered and felt like she was on an emotional rollercoaster ride with all his mood changes. Sebastian still had her hands, and he
For weeks, Celine had been aware of her dad’s schedule and could have ambushed him anytime she wanted, but she kept hoping he would do the right thing and come to her by himself. But the business was in such a state that Celine could not indulge him anymore. So, she set her alarm for four in the morning and waited in the kitchen with a cup of coffee to keep her company. She heard him before she saw him and had a horrible thought. What if she startled him so much that he had a heart attack? He was in his fifties after all. So, she called out to him. “Dad?”, Celine said.The funny thing about sitting quietly with nothing to do was, your hearing improved so she heard him when he sighed and knew how long it took him to start walking again. It hurt her feelings that he wanted to avoid her this much, but she knew it was not her he was avoiding, but the problem.“Yes, kitten.”, Dad said. “Why are you sitting in here so early in the morning?”, he asked then hummed when he saw the fresh pot of
Celine was surprised to see that Sebastian lived in one of the suites at his New York City flagship hotel and not some fancy penthouse in Midtown Manhattan on Billionaire Row. She was even more astonished to see the décor was warm and colorful and that his home was a modest fifteen hundred square feet with two bedrooms and an office. The only perk she saw befitting his wealth was the view. All the outward-facing walls were floor-to-ceiling windows and had a spectacular view of Central Park which was particularly colorful this time of year.Soon after arriving, and settling Celine into the guest bedroom, Sebastian excused himself to work in his office. She had never seen this side of Sebastian and hearing his commanding voice from behind the door of his office was a big turn-on. She liked hearing his voice in the background as she went about her day, a lot.Nervous about moving around Sebastian’s home, Celine mainly stuck to the room she had been given and was in constant communication
“Do you remember the day I left to go back to New York? I left the day before school started because I wanted to stay with you until the last minute. Do you remember?”, Sebastian asked. She could see slivers of grey as he peeked between his lashes at her.“I remember.”, Celine said. “You were going to call me after you got settled in. I chased your fancy car to the highway.” She looked down at his fingers picking apart the individual threads in the carpet between their feet.Sebastian smiled. “I remember that too.”, he said taking her hand and playing with her fingers. His fingers were icy.“That day I was distracted. I remember thinking that the driver wasn’t my normal driver, but I had been gone all summer, and staff changes were a normal part of my life. So, I didn’t think anything of it.”, Sebastian said, and Celine’s stomach sank, and her throat started to ache.Sebastian kept his eyes focused on their fingers and continued. “It was a three-hour drive from your house to mine and
It’s not like she had never kissed Sebastian before, but that was ten years ago, and she was pretty sure that they had both been each other’s first kiss. Now, Sebastian was all man, and he had not spent the last ten years abstaining from sex because—good God!First of all, he liked to talk. Nothing like Phillip who only spoke to give commands. Sebastian liked to talk about how he felt, and how good she felt, and he moaned when he liked something. And the man’s temperature ran hot so kissing him was like swallowing lava cake fresh from the oven.They of course started on the floor with soft tender kisses. But she was bent over at an odd angle so before there was even any tongue, he had pulled her onto his lap bridal style. He was a large man, thick and muscular, and he lifted her with ease.As he dipped down giving her hot kisses, he began licking and sucking her bottom lip and moaning and talking and it was not long before she was squirming to straddle him so she could get better acces
The sun shone onto the large windows in the guestroom Celine was sleeping in, but the blackout curtains and controlled temperatures ensured Celine’s circadian rhythm did not register it was morning. So, she slept well past her usual wake-up time. Which was why when her phone rang at eight in the morning, she was still asleep.Tangled in the bedding, Celine struggled to find and silence the horrendous ear-piercing noise and when she did, she looked at the screen and saw it was her father. So instead of throwing the phone like she wanted to, she answered it.She put her ear to the phone, “Hello?”, Celine said. But before her father could answer there was, what sounded like, a shotgun loading and then discharging. For a second, she thought things had gone very badly with the reporters. “Dad. What’s going on? Dad.”, she yelled into the receiver.There was shuffling, and then, “Celine. Guess what we are doing?”, Dad, asked.Celine sat up and her head spun. She put a trembling hand to her fo
“I have some news.”, he said. “I know who went to the press. And I want to know how you want to handle it.”, Sebastian said.Celine grabbed a lock of black hair and began twirling. Of course, she wanted to know, even though she was 99.99 percent sure it was Chanel. Who is it?”, Celine asked.Sebastian took out his phone squinted his eyes and read. “Chanel Brittany Aston, aged twenty-seven, second daughter of William and Bethany Aston. She lives in New York City. Unemployed. Graduate from Princeton with a bachelor’s degree in communication.” Sebastian said. “Do you know her?”As soon as she heard Chanel, Celine began grinding her teeth. That little bitch. Wasn’t it enough that she ruined her marriage? “I know her.”, Celine said flatly.Sebastian’s eyebrows rose and his jaw dropped. “You do? How do you know her? What is her motivation? She looks harmless, like your typical trust fund brat.”“She is far from harmless.”, Celine said, then abruptly stood up and started pacing. “How do you k
Celine was lying on top of Sebastian’s grey bedspread on her phone, searching the news for anything about her and Phillip. In the background, she could hear the murmurs of mother and son talking, but she couldn’t make out what they said. Until they moved to the dining table below a vent that was connected to Sebastian’s bedroom and Celine found she could hear what they were saying, clearly.“I spoke with some of the shareholders, and they have agreed to put your marital status as an agenda item at the next board meeting.”, Sophia said sweetly.Sebastian said something but he was out of earshot. Celine sat up“You need to get ahead of this Sebastian, so I have some candidates for you.”, Sophia said. She heard the shuffling of some papers. “Come, take a look.”Sebastian must have come to stand next to his mother, but he sounded bored when he answered. “How does my marital status reflect on my ability to lead Gale Hospitality?”, Sebastian asked. “Is my leadership lacking?”Celine punched
When she heard her voice, Celine burst into tears. She had been rescued. Somehow, against all odds, she had been found. Like a newly born fawn, she stood on wobbly legs and burst into tears. “Kim,” she said, barely able to get her best friend’s name out.When Kim did not open her arms and come to her, she tried to run into her arms, but Kim put her hand out, “Stop.”Confused, she obeyed and did not stop to think much about it. She was filthy, so… She was just so thankful. Waves of emotions overwhelmed her exhausted body, too many for her to contain. So, she stood in place, shaking violently in relief, ready to do whatever Kim told her to.But Kim did nothing to rescue her. She did not smile, offer her the long coat she was wearing to cover her nudity, or even offer her comforting words. Kim’s eyes were hard, her arms were crossed, and she looked at Celine like a cockroach she discovered in her silverware drawer.Dread silenced her tears. Had they captured Kim too? “Kim, are you okay?
It’s strange to have a traumatic event she couldn’t recall. It’s even stranger to have a crippling phobia and not know why. For as long as she could remember, she has been terrified of the dark. It was so bad that her parents took her to a psychologist, where she was diagnosed with PTSD and trauma-related Nyctophobia with panic-induced cognitive impairment. AKA She freaked the fuck out like a cat who got their tail caught in a mouse trap when she was in the dark.According to her parents, this was why. When she was four, they visited a friend’s farm, and she was sent to play outside with Collette. After a while, Collette returned alone, crying hysterically. Alarmed, her parents went looking for her, and when they couldn’t find her, they called the sheriff, and people came from all over to help find her. They searched night and day until a search and rescue dog found her trapped in a crawl space under an old, abandoned shed.When Celine had what her parents called “a fit,” she sometime
When she opened the door to her truck, the interior was covered in a thin layer of dust. The culprit was the passenger window. It was left open a crack over the last year, and while the truck was in storage, it slowly allowed fine dirt to accumulate. She grabbed an old rag and began wiping down the driver’s seat, but the only thing she accomplished was creating a dust storm that erupted in the truck cab, causing a coughing fit. Frustrated with the delay, Celine opened both doors, did a quick clean, and then drove with the windows open until the dust stopped swirling around the cab.After Sebastian fought with his mother, Celine called her dad. He was at the house in the Hamptons with Collette and had taken over supervision of the equestrian center rebuild. Her dad had poopooed her worries about Sophia but allowed John and Jacob to stay in the house with them to placate Celine. Every day, she called and checked in with him, and after a week and a half of hearing that everything was fin
Celine burst into Sebastian’s home office, frustrated and seething. Spinning to face her in his office chair, Sebastian seemed startled by her abrupt entrance and raised an eyebrow.She flung herself dramatically onto his lap, nuzzled into his chest, and said, “I want to elope.”He put his arms around her, and she felt herself calm. She nuzzled, greedily inhaling his scent.“What happened?” he asked.It was his mom. She kept adding people to the guest list, telling Kevin they were essential additions. Every time she did, they had to redo seating arrangements, and now Sophia’s additions were so numerous that they would need to change the venue to accommodate her.When Sophia first expressed an interest in being involved with the planning, Celine decided, against her better judgement, to allow it. To keep the collaboration less hostile, they had Kevin act as a go-between. And at first, that had worked. Kevin had years of experience dealing with the atrocious woman, and she did not bothe
Her mother once told her, “All living things reproduce. What we do afterward separates us. Children do not owe us filial love and fidelity for the gift of life. It is something we earn every day.” But she knew that Sebastian’s parents did not prescribe to that gentle philosophy. They believed the stark opposite because not even love was afforded to Sebastian; still, they demanded his obedience in all things.Celine had never met Sebastian’s father. Not even when they were children; it was as if Brandon Gale was more of a legend or a concept than a man. So, she was surprised to see him at their engagement party. According to Sebastian, “He never attended any of my birthdays or milestones. He didn’t even show up for my college graduation. Brandon only had me to procreate his genetic material.”Until meeting Sebastian’s father, Celine would have said Sebastian was a male version of his mother. Now that she met Brandon, she saw some of his features subtly represented in Sebastian, like hi
Tender feelings filled Celine’s chest as she watched Sebastian dancing with Amara. He gently maneuvered the tender youth around the dance floor carefully and thoughtfully, and Celine wondered where he had learned to be so loving and gentle with children. He certainly hadn’t learned from his parents. Seeing how giant Sebastian seemed compared to Amara made Celine laugh out loud. His massive hands dwarfed hers, and he seemed to swallow up her little body in his enormous arms when he picked her up and swung her around, dangling her several feet off the ground—Amara’s ringing laughter brought smiles to anyone within earshot.A sweaty Amara and Sebastian returned to their seats. Sebastian leaned into Celine and kissed her cheek. Surprised, she looked at him. He was beaming, and his gray eyes reminded Celine of the light in a moonlit landscape. He was happy, and the satisfaction of seeing him so joyful gave her a sense of contentment. Breaking their eye contact, Sebastian scanned the table,
The micro-beaded silk draped down her body like a shimmering column, from the gown’s rose neckline to her perfectly manicured toes. Her sleek black hair was bound in a classic French twist, and her makeup was effortless. She looked elegant in her Oscar de la Renta gown, like she belonged to the world of the ultra-rich.Glancing in the mirror, she saw a woman whose beauty was otherworldly, and for the briefest of seconds, she saw herself as something ethereal and worth looking at. But then she blinked, disbelieving her eyes, and she was simply Celine again, all done up and dressed in a gown that cost beyond her comprehension. An artfully crafted deception, an imposter.She heard Sebastian enter their bedroom. He was impeccably dressed in all wool, velvet, and satiny sin. His grey eyes, like the mists that clung to the peaks of mountains, and his mouth reminded her of sensuous kisses and unbridled pleasure. They gazed at each other, and she knew he was drinking her in. Studying her, me
The elevator dinged, and yet another person squeezed into the packed elevator. “Is anybody getting out?” asked a hopeful-sounding voice. Celine almost laughed out loud. The guy was only echoing what they were all thinking. There were too many people on this elevator, and it was stifling. But nobody got out, and the shiny chrome doors closed, crushing their dreams of personal space.“Something smells good.”, the same voice commented. A few passengers laughed at that. Celine blushed. They were smelling the homemade lunch she had made for Sebastian. Lately, he had been working long hours, coming home late and leaving early, and she missed him. She checked with Kevin, and he told her Sebastian had a few minutes free, so she begged him not to schedule anything. Now, she was on an elevator with some home-cooked love, ready to surprise him.Only a few people got off with her on the executive floor, and she groaned when she saw Yuri was one of them. He was going to talk to her. She just knew
She would have recognized his scent anywhere, so she wasn’t scared when Sebastian grabbed her from behind. Vlad, on the other hand, didn’t know who Sebastian was and exploded into action, ripping Celine out of Sebastian’s arms and twisting Sebastian into a submission hold within seconds.“Vlad, no. VLAD.” People ran and screamed around her. Security appeared and began clearing a circle. Sebastian struggled, his face red. He didn’t look like he could breathe. Celine begged Vlad to let Sebastian go, but he didn’t listen to her. She tried hitting him, but it was like hitting a brick wall.Before she could think about it, she leaped onto Vlad’s back and screamed into his ear. “Let him go. That is my fiancé.” Vlad let Sebastian drop, and Sebastian began to cough. Desperate to get to Sebastian, Celine tried to scrabble off Vlad’s back, but Vlad did some twisty thing with his body, and he had her dangling, like a kitten, in front of him. Green eyes, so like her own, looked quizzically at her