EEEEEEEEKkkkk. She bumped into Sebastian. Their bodies collided. Literally. And how cool was Celine when she took on those horrible girls? I wonder what will ever come of that? Do you think Sebastian will remember it was Celine who helped him? Please comment, ask questions, and send encouragement. I love to hear from you.
Why was she always saving things? If she saw a stray cat she fed it. A dog in a hot car and she saved it. Lost children, little old ladies, homeless people. Celine looked down at the grinning fool sitting on the chair and sighed. Now she could add roofied billionaires to the list.What was she going to do with him? She couldn’t leave him here. He was like an innocent lamb. To prove her point, Sebastian started playing with her vintage Hermès Filet De Selle bracelet. It was shiny and sparkly and had a replica of a horse bit. It was a very Celine thing to wear.She reasoned with herself. Sebastian was a celebrity. Especially at one of his hotels. Considering the big event being held at this very moment was hosted by Gale Hospitality, if anyone found him like this, the public fallout could ruin his reputation and damage Gale Hospitality. She needed to hide him and get him to the right people.Decided, she began to act.CelineGuess what I found?KimYour conscience? Are you coming back no
Celine hid in the bathroom fiddling with her dress. Doing her best not to think about her wardrobe malfunction. Or the hateful things she said to Sebastian. Not that she wanted it, but any chance at reconciliation with the famous CEO was gone now. “I owe you nothing. You are nothing. You died the day you disappeared and never came back.” She was already regretting her words.Celine’s head ached, and she felt worn out. She wanted to leave and go home to her safe cocoon, with Dad and her horses.Her phone vibrated.KimI’m waiting for you by the side entrance.CelineComingCeline peeked out the bathroom door, relieved to see no one was in the hall. Crossing her arms she tried to hide the torn dress, just in case she ran into someone. She kept her eyes on the ground and walked as fast as she could without calling attention to herself. It felt like she was doing the walk of shame. A ghost of a smile played on her lips at the thought.“Celine.”, a familiar voice called behind her and she f
Celine was walking away from the construction site of the indoor arena that they were building in her mother’s memory. It had been a dream of her mother’s, to host tournaments at their center.“How did this happen? You said the arena would be ready in time for November’s tournament.”, Celine said tugging on her black braid. Something she did when she was stressed or agitated.“It will be done in time, Ms. Beaumont. We have these kinds of setbacks all the time in this business.”, the contractor said. He smiled and nodded, emphasizing his words.“Yeah, if we give you more money.”, Celine’s dad grumbled. According to the business financial records, the equestrian center could afford it, if nothing unexpected happened. But Celine mirrored her father’s concern.“Before we pay another cent, I need to look at our contract and see who is responsible.”, Celine said. But the foreman’s phone rang, and he stepped away.“What do you think Dad?”, Celine asked. She couldn’t help noticing that her dad
Celine’s brain could not prioritize what problem to solve first. The impending darkness, or the strange man who was walking toward her. So, her brain froze; like she was a video game that could not load because two decisions in the code were competing for importance.While she stood there paralyzed, Celine felt like she couldn’t breathe and no matter how large a breath she took, it was not enough to keep her alive. She began gasping big gulps of air, which inevitably led to an ache in her chest. Like someone was pressing a blade to her heart and agony radiated outward like a flower was blossoming under her ribs, unfolding its large petals of pain in her chest. And she feared when it was at the peak of its bloom she would die.Was it possible? To die of fright?When she saw it was Sebastian who approached her and not an apparition, sent by the twilight to speed her toward death, Celine felt relieved. Sebastian could help her. He had done it once before though it was years ago during the
Sebastian’s eyes followed her across the backseat of the luxury car. He looked adorable with his pouty lips and wrinkled brow. Already regretting ruining their moment, Celine wrapped her arms around her middle to stop herself from returning so she could kiss his sad eyes and lick his plump lips.She tried to remind herself of the many reasons that she could not allow Sebastian into her life, but it had little effect on the glamour this man had over her. Damn it. This was why she did not want to see him.“Why are you here, Sebastian?”, Celine asked and flinched. She hadn’t meant to sound that rude.His head tilted and the corner of his mouth twitched up into a lopsided smile. “I wanted to thank you.”, he said. “For helping me.”“Didn’t Mr. Barn’s tell you, that I want to keep things anonymous?”, Celine asked. What was it with billionaires and the word no?The grin faded. “He did, but I wanted to do this. In person. I was surprised when I found out it was you. Because of…”, he stopped th
Sebastian approached Celine, and Apollo whinnied in greeting. “I guess we will be seeing each other a lot from now on.”, Sebastian said coming to stand by her sideApollo recognized Sebastian so that meant. “Are you Apollo’s owner?”, asked Celine not daring to look at him.“Yes, but don’t let that fool you. Apollo is the one in charge of this relationship. I am surprised he took to you. Normally he does not like anyone, not even horses.”, he said scratching Apollo behind the ears.Celine let out an exasperated breath. She was the horse whisperer. She never met a horse she could not tame.“I didn’t know you were looking for a stable.”, Celine said delicately trying to figure out how he was able to stable his horse there without her knowing.“I wasn’t satisfied with Apollo’s previous accommodation. So, I decided to place him with a family I trust.”, Sebastian said.After her father’s refusal, she would have thought he wouldn’t dare to step foot here. “I’ll do business with your kind, but
Celine felt like she was on a rollercoaster every time Sebastian had a lesson. It typically started with a dad scare. Dad forgot his glasses and was coming back? Or he wouldn’t leave at his usual time? She was halfway convinced he knew everything, and this was his punishment for her disobedience.But then there was the lesson itself. Why couldn’t she get used to Sebastian? She had butterflies before every session, and today, Celine’s nervousness was at epic levels. It was the first time she would see him since he made the awkward comment about marriage.“If only I could marry someone like you.”, she remembered. Once the words came out of his mouth things got awkward. They both tensed up and then he patted her back. Like, those awkward heavy-handed thumps men give each other when they are done with a hug. Then he practically pushed her out of his embrace.After that, he went into mansplaining mode. “I didn’t mean you. Not that you wouldn’t make someone a lovely wife, but you know. Someo
Rachel stared down at her desk and did not answer but Celine was determined. She was not going to let Rachel get away without telling her what was going on. “What’s going on Rachel?”, Celine repeated. She was getting irritated, not to mention embarrassed that this was happening in front of Sebastian.Rachel’s eyes flicked to Sebastian and then Celine. Celine looked at the man, who may or may not be her friend, and made a split-second decision, to trust him. “It’s fine.”, she said, and Rachel’s eyes widened and I nodded indicating she should speak.“About that woman, I don’t know. She came in talking about your divorce and how she didn’t want to be associated with us.”, Rachel said. Celine was taken aback. Divorces were almost as commonplace as marriages these days. Were there even people who thought like that anymore?Rachel seemed uncomfortable. Was she holding anything back? “Rachel!”, Celine warned. She knew there was more.“Okay. Okay.”, she put her hands up in the air. “She said t
The sun glared over the cityscape, evaporating off the pavement in waves, cooking moist New Yorkers like dumplings in a bamboo steam cooker. Celine had never spent a summer in the city. Summer was the busy season in the Hamptons, and she decided that she would rather spend the sunny season working her fingers to the bone by the sea rather than spending it in decadent idleness as one of the “one percent” in the sauna of Manhattan.Startling her from her musings, Sebastian spoke, “Move in with me.”Celine turned from the view of the city from Sebastian’s corner office, tilting her head, “Excuse me?”, she asked dreamily.He raised an eyebrow and purred, “I could get used to looking up and seeing this view every minute of the day. Move in with me.”, Sebastian said.“I thought that was a given?” she said, smiling at him. He was so cute when he was demanding. Surprised, she wondered when his arrogance had become cute. She was so smitten that his bad traits had somehow become adorable. She h
Darkness peaked between his lowered lids, and his look of desire mirrored hers. “You are exquisite, Celine. Perfection.” He ghosted his hands over her breasts, driving her crazy. She tried to push her heavy breasts into his hands, but he withdrew them and hummed. “Do you want me to touch you, Kitten?”She whispered urgently, “Yes.” His hands twitched to do just that, but he governed himself, and she whimpered. “Please. I want you to touch me.”“You want me to suck and bite your pretty nipples?” he growled out hoarsely, and she nibbled her bottom lip and nodded. “Come here.” He patted his lap, and she hurried to straddle him. He groaned when she lowered her dripping sex onto his rock-hard erection and grabbed her hips, grinding into her heat.Her breasts bobbed with the motion, and he said, “God baby, your tits are so fucking pretty.” He sucked one nipple into his mouth and swirled his tongue, and cupped the other with his hands, feeling its weight and rubbing her nipple with his thumb
Her lips throbbed, and she lifted a trembling hand to her mouth to capture the memory of his possessive kiss. “You are mine now, Celine, and it’s time I claimed what is mine.” And oh, how she wanted to blindly follow him to the bedroom and let him, but nothing between them was simple.“Sebastian.” was all she could get past the emotions. He kissed her tears and gently led her to sit on the couch, where he held her, stroked her, and told her it would be okay.When the tears finally ceased, she shyly smiled at him, embarrassed because she had cried. “Let’s talk,” Sebastian said, letting her go so he could face her.They were silent for a spell, and she waited quietly for him, too afraid to speak. He was so angry when he found out about the contract cancellation. She knew she hurt him, and she didn’t know how to undo his pain or how to proceed.“The day you came to me about a contract marriage, I would have said yes to anything if it meant I could be with you again.” He gave her a wry sm
The door to Sebastian’s office was violently pulled open, and in strode a scowling, red-faced Sebastian with Kevin on his heels. He took one look at Celine sitting on the couch but did not stop until he got to his desk, where he splayed both hands on his desk and leaned forward. “What are you doing here?”Okay. The board meeting did not go well. She knew better than to respond to his snarky question and raised one eyebrow at Kevin, who mimicked a man hanging from a noose behind Sebastian’s back. Shit. What went wrong? Gale Hospitality was over-performing; the hotels and vacation destinations were booked solid and were bringing money in hand over fist.Was it because he had not secured the German hotels? That was because Sebastian needed Heidi Wolf. Gale Hospitality had a weak presence in Germany, and he needed the Wolf family’s established business lines and relationships. So, he was negotiating a partnership.However, a group of executives led by Yuri was undermining the deal. They
A throbbing, dull ache in her hip roused her early that morning, and she woke to the press of Sebastian’s body curled around her back. This was precisely why she did not want to sleep in a bed with him. She sighed happily. She loved everything about it—being his little spoon, warm and cozy, feeling his morning wood pressed against her backside. God, his smell. It robbed her of her reason.If things were different, she would be rubbing her ass against him and enticing him with morning sex. The kind where neither of them was awake as they fused, languidly chasing their climax. Fully waking mid-orgasm, screaming, then clenching and finally shuddering—good morning.Instead, Celine basked in his arms, fantasizing, and when that got old, she got curious and wanted to face him so she could watch him sleep. See his unguarded gentle features and maybe touch him without waking him. She hadn’t forgotten their fight or his harsh words, but it didn’t seem to matter when they were like this.She tu
She was seated at the table next to Sebastian like they were the reigning King and Queen of Gale Hospitality. At Sebastian’s right sat Heidi, followed by Sophia and John. To Celine’s left was the elderly couple whose daughter was her doppelganger. Directly across was Yuri and his date. The rest of the table was filled with people she did not know.Oddly, Jameson was at the next table over with Grace and her family instead of at their table with his family. What was that about? Were they a couple now? Was he the father of Grace’s baby? She tucked that thought away for later, but her gut was telling her she was right.“Where does your family originally come from, dear.” Mrs. Volkov asked, interrupting Celine’s musings.She tried to remember the stories her grandparents told her about their family. At the time, she had been bored and uninterested in the old-timey photographs of people who were long dead. “My father’s family was from somewhere in France. My mother’s was from Britain.“No
She saw red, and if it weren’t for Yuri guiding her around tables by the elbow, she would have marched over, grabbed Sebastian by the ear, and dragged him off like a naughty child. At least, that was what she fantasized about doing. How could he? It was supposed to be her by his side, not some…some…other woman. Why had he deviated from their plan, and why hadn’t he told her? He probably forgot all about her.Yuri got Celine a glass of Pinot Grigio and a whiskey for himself and sat in Sebastian’s seat to keep Celine company. She found out that Yuri was from Moscow and knew Sebastian from university. She hadn’t told him who she was, but he knew. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to guess. If their publicity or the seating arrangement hadn’t given her away, her watching Sebastian and the scarlet-haired harlot did.Yuri inclined his head toward Sebastian and asked, “Is that who you came with?”She sighed and sipped her wine. Celine was on her third glass and was a teensy-weensy bit tipsy
As soon as they arrived at the hotel, Sebastian was called away to attend impromptu meetings, which left Celine to go to the suite without him. She wandered around, picking things up and putting things down. It was a pretty space with a nice view of the city. It had a small kitchen, and she cracked open a cold bottle of water that she found in the fridge.She wondered what she would do between now and the event and was looking at a menu of services that the spa offered when the bellhop arrived with their luggage. “Where should I put this, ma’am.” Celine snorted. Ma’am, she thought, this guy was probably the same age as she was.“Put these,” she pointed to Sebastian’s luggage, “in the master suite, and these,” she pointed to her luggage, “in the other bedroom.”Celine reached for the spa menu when the bellhop said, “There is only one bedroom in this suite.”Her fingers froze. One bedroom? She needed clarification. “Excuse me?” she asked.“Do you want me to put both sets in the bedroom?
The street outside Sebastian’s penthouse was packed with the hustle and bustle of New Yorkers getting off work. Usually, she liked to spend rush hour seated by a window with a nice cup of coffee, watching the flow of people go by. Far better than joining in the crush of humanity that made her pulse pound and her chest constrict. But today, avoiding what chased her outweighed her fear of crowds, and she looked forward to the obscurity of losing herself in a sea of people. Stepping off the landing, she merged into the current of bodies and let them carry her in the direction of her hotel and hoped one would notice her shame or the hot tears she reluctantly shed.At least, that was the plan. She hadn’t counted on Sebastian’s determination not to let her escape. She screamed when hands grasped her from behind and turned her around. She caught a brief look at his face and saw anger in his eyes. Then he crushed her against his body, encircled her with his arms, and held her while she sobbe