Chapter 153. The Meeting

CELINE's P O V

‘‘Celine!’’ Cynthia let out a high-pitched squeal the moment I opened the door to our bedroom.

‘‘Where have you been throughout these last days?’’ Sebastian, who suddenly appeared behind Cynthia, queried his sister with a scowl, and I bit my lip to avoid his deep gaze as it turned to me.

Even now, I find it hard to believe the things I did to him the night before. I had actually seduced him, and it seemed that he had enjoyed it, because when I opened my eyes this morning… he was looking at me with a grin playing around on his lips.

In an effort to cover up my shame, I quickly stood up and dashed into the shower room. I blamed everything that occurred the previous night on the whisky I had consumed, and I promised myself not to drink ever again.

‘‘Didn't mom tell you that I spent the past few days in Paris with several of my close friends?’’ Cynthia interrupted my train of thinking by saying something. ‘‘Celine, come with me... I bought a lot of