Chapter 31

Celestine's POV

It's so loud. The restaurant housing probably up to fifty people has people milling around the room, chatting and sipping champagne.

My mom and Cade are probably off somewhere, entertaining their guests. I mean, it's their engagement party. It has been ongoing for two hours now.

I'm so ready to go back home and call it a day. I play around with the food on my plate, answering any question directed to me with a smile or a simple answer and praying for three hours to be up already.

My phone vibrates and I ruffle through my bag for a while before I find it. It's a message.

Lorenzo: I just want to bend you over that table and fuck you in that little black dress.

I choke on the pie in my mouth, hurriedly taking the glass of water beside my plate and downing it.

Fuck you, Lorenzo.

Where is he even at? I haven't seen him since we stepped into this restaurant. My gaze run through every corner of the room just to come back empty-handed.

Another vibration comes from my phone