Plot (1)

POV Celeste Valentine

When I woke up, my head was pounding, my eyes felt puffy, and the space beside me on the bed was completely empty.

"Richard?" I called out while looking around, but the room was completely silent with nobody in sight. When I checked, there was no message on my phone as well.

"Well, I guess I can take a bath since he's not here."

I ran the water to a hot temperature, sighing as I slipped inside. Yesterday had been… a lot. Remembering my activities in the hot tub with Richard yesterday, I could feel my face turn red in embarrassment.

What had I been thinking?

I couldn't even blame it on the champagne or being seduced, I had wanted to be held by him. To kiss him.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. You're not supposed to be tempted, Celeste. This is a business relationship. Nothing more." Regardless of what he told me. Even if he liked me, even if he was interested. I wasn't in a position to be worrying about romance.