Damien was yet to become accustomed to the changes in the office. So each time he rushed in, he still got the same surprised look he got a week ago, when the interior team had called him to approve their work.
The lounge had turned into a mini-office, with a work table and a chair designed to suit the setting. It was also painted differently, his own side maintained its black and white theme, while Céline’s side had a more feminine touch to it.
The new decor was beautiful but when you were already used to seeing your office in a certain way and it suddenly changed- even if that change was plausible- you keep having the feeling you are in the wrong place each time you step in.
The feeling soon passed like it usually did and his eyes landed on his beautiful bride to be, Céline.
She was standing and her sea blue eyes watched him intently. He was carrying a new blue bag on his arms and the moment he saw her, he shifted it behind him.
“You are late… again.” Her soft voice called from her half of the office.
It was a week left till the fixed date of their wedding and Céline had insisted they both meet at work. So they could complete all pending paperwork. This way, when they eventually returned from their honeymoon there wouldn’t be a gigantic stack of files waiting for them.
“I am the owner of this company. I think I am allowed to come late…” Damien teased as he walked towards her.
“I am the soon to be wife of the owner… So I think that makes me part owner.”
Céline dropped the files she was holding and folded her arms across her chest, beaming at him.
“Today’s lateness can be justified.” He whispered, taking a closer step to her.
“And yes, you own all of these and more my love.”
Céline raised her brows slightly and kept watching him. He got closer and placed a soft peck on the side of her cheeks.
He then brought his hands forward and presented the blue bag to Céline with a grin.
“I got you a little something.” He was grinning from ear to ear, like he a child watching their parents open a Christmas present.
Céline’s sea blue eyes lit up with curiosity as she rushed to unravel what hidden gift Damien had brought her. Her fingers trembled visibly as she opened the zipper of the blue bag.
As the zipper opened, Céline took a peep into the bag and gasped, looking up to Damien with raised brows.
“You got this for me?” She whispered, her eyes getting bleary with excitement.
Damien felt on top of the world. He smiled and nodded his head at her and watched as she brought the brand new Mac book pro out of the blue bag and hugged it, her diamond ring catching the bright office light over head.
“It’s beautiful!” She whispered, placing the laptop on her table and powering it. As the device came up and the apple icon showed, her smile grew bigger.
“Thank you so much!” She squealed, hugging him.
Damien was caught by surprise but nevertheless held on to Céline’s perfect body as she clung happily to his shoulders.
“Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!” She kept squealing.
“If you keep sounding like that, you are going to be sending my little man a different message.” He whispered. Though he only meant it as a joke, his cock was truly twitching in his pants each time Céline made an exciting sound.
She let him go and returned to her new laptop, typing some keys to test it out. Her smile was contagious. Damien couldn’t help himself, he smiled too.
When she started working for him, he had cringed at the sight of her old gray laptop the moment he saw it. He later found out the old crap belonged to her aunt and since then he had wanted to get her a new one.
Her excitement confirmed that he made a good decision getting it for her and he sat down close to her, watching as she continued smiling at her new gift.
She couldn’t hide her joy. She tried biting her lips, but ended up smiling still. She even cupped her mouth with her palm but her giggles escaped still. Soon, she was blushing and getting embarrassed over the fact that she couldn’t contain her excitement.
Damien found it so adorable, it made his inside warm and excited.
She was so beautiful when she was like this. So innocent, so pure. She was truly an angel and soon she would be his wife.
“We have work to do baby, go back to your desk.” Céline whispered bringing Damien out of his daze.
“I can work right here. I don’t see a problem with that.” Damien shrugged, relaxing his back comfortably on the chair to drink in her beauty.
Céline’s blush deepened as she couldn’t contain herself. “Baby you know I can’t work when you are this close.”
“I know.” Damien said, shifting closer to her.
“You become a blushing mess and I love it.” He whispered sheepishly in the sexiest voice Céline had ever heard.
She bent her head and her red hair fell over her face, framing it. She bit her lower lip and took a portion of her hair back to her ear.
His cock twitched in his pants, as if responding to Céline’s actions.
“Damien…”
The way she called his name was an art no other woman had been able to pull off. It was so seductive yet so innocent.
Damien could swear he was falling in love with Céline on a daily basis. The things she did, were just too cute.
“… I really need to work on these…” She trailed wetting her lips as she stared at the paperwork.
His cock twitched again, another response to her action. Unable to control himself any longer, Damien got off from the seat he occupied and turned to her side.
“Come here…” He commanded in a husky voice.
She shivered visibly as she got up from her seat and stood in front of him.
Damien pulled her to him, knocking air out of her lungs. Her sea blue eyes searched into his brown ones and at that moment he knew he would be stuck with Céline till forever.
He crashed his lips hungrily unto her welcoming soft lips. He suckled and pulled at her upper lips, memorizing the sweet taste that came out of her glands, deepening his love for her even more.
Céline kept up with him. She took her time to taste every inch of his lips, wanting to gain more and more access into him.
Her desire turned Damien on. He was so hard, his cock was throbbing. He pulled her closer, grinding into her as the kiss got fiercer. He wanted more and she wanted the same.
A knock came at the door and the both of them groaned simultaneously.
Céline was the first to pull away. If it was left to Damien, who ever was knocking could remain there for the rest of the day, he didn’t care. Reluctantly he let Céline go and wiped the corners of his mouth.
“S-ir?” Tiana stuttered at the door.
“What do you want?” Damien snapped.
“T-he man f-rom B-arbados is here.” She sensed she had interrupted something giving the angry vein that popped on Damien’s face and the blush on Céline’s face as she pretended to be looking at documents.
As Damien heard what she said, he remembered exactly what he asked her to do. He was planning a surprise honeymoon package for Céline and he told Tiana to use the code ‘the man from Barbados’ whenever she got a response from his planned location. That was the only reason why he wasn’t raising his voice at the woman.
“I’ll be back babe!” He placed a quick peck on Céline, noticing the goosebumps that erupted on her skin as his lips made contact with it. He smiled. This was how a soul mate was designed to be. You love them and they love you the very same way.
Reluctantly, he left the office and went with Tiana to check on the honeymoon package. Thankfully it wasn’t going to take long, so he could return to continue what he started with Céline.
“So, what did they say?” He asked Tiana, as soon as they got outside.
“I am sorry sir, but they said their rooms are fully booked for next week end.”
“What? How can that be possible?” Damien erupted.
He wanted a very special place to take Céline and the fact that it kept failing pissed him off. He wanted her first time to be memorable and wonderful, he needed the best place for her and he was going to get it by all means.
“Tell them it’s Damien Culhane that needs the suite and make sure you add that I will triple the regular charges! I’ll even pay it ten times, just make sure you get me that suite Tiana!”
“Yes, sir. Of course sir.”
Damien took a turn, returning to his office. He hoped Tiana managed to get that suite. It was the most romantic hotel room in the world and he wanted that for Céline, nothing less.
As he got to the door, he made to open it wider so he could step in but Céline’s sharp voice stopped him. He had never heard Céline use that tone of voice.
What was going on?
His heart beat rose to a dangerous pace and he felt air leave his lungs at what he was hearing her say on the phone.
“… I told you I was going to get the money we needed no matter what…”
“… I managed to seduce Damien Culhane, what is twenty million dollars that I can’t arrange for?”
There was so much pride and hatred all mixed together in her voice, Damien couldn’t keep hearing it anymore. He feared his heart would explode.
No, this wasn’t Céline. It couldn’t be his Céline.
His Céline couldn’t possibly be a gold-digger?