Chapter 5

Celeste woke up to an empty bed, the sheets carefully tucked beneath her chin… The first thing her mind ran on was Xavier…

She didn’t know how he felt, but according to his reaction, he didn’t feel good. This was the very first time he had gotten angry at her and she didn’t like it. She had provoked him in the most annoying ways and he’d just laugh, she’d punch his abdomen during training just because she knew he would never hit her back and sometimes she’d talk and talk and talk and yet he’d sit and listen…

This time though, it seems he couldn’t hold in it. It was his first time touching her intimately and she went ahead a moaned Zillon name…

He must’ve felt like her, insufficient…but Celeste had told him that she wasn’t ready, she told him that she…

Celeste gripped the sheets, her eyes stuck on the roof. But why wasn’t she ready? Because of Zillon?

Why was it that even though that man had destroyed her past, he was still messing with her future?