Celeste Chapter 18 – Celeste
Celeste P.O.V
Gillian and Markus’ parents left and then there was just me and Markus. Alone. He was still holding me against his chest. I didn’t
know what was supposed to happen now. I had a room, but neither of us moved. I don’t know that either of us wanted to. I couldn’t stop
the yawn that left my mouth. I felt Markus chuckle and move from behind me. “Long day?”
“In a good way,” I said. I got up and winced, feeling a pain in my ribs now that his sparks weren’t distracting my body. All the bruises
seemed to scream at me suddenly, reminding me they were still there.
“I’m sorry, I almost forgot you were still healing. Come. Let me get the shower started for you and so you can get a good night’s rest,”
I nodded then paused, “Something wrong?” He asked. I wrung my hands.
“I don’t have any clothes. We left mine at the Packhouse,” His eyes widened.
“S**t, right. Gillian’s sister will take you shopping tomorrow. Until then,” he went to a set of drawers, “How about you put these on?” |
looked at the shirt and shorts that he gave to me and I giggled. “Those shorts won’t fit me.” He looked down at his pair of shorts. Went back to the drawers and pulled a few out, cursing under his breath. “Aha!” he said triumphantly as he pulled a pair that had drawstrings. He turned back to me and wagged his eyes brows at me. I giggled more and grabbed the clothes from him. Following him to the
bathroom. I almost dropped the clothes as I took in the bathroom.
It was the most luxurious bathroom I had ever seen. There was warm sand colored marble everywhere, making it feel inviting and cozy. There was a glass shower all on one side of the room that looked like it could fit 5 people. There were shower jets on the top and on
the walls. There was a bench to sit along the wall of the shower. The wall closest to the bedroom had the floor raised with three giant
steps leading to it. A giant bathtub was sunk into the raised flooring and there was an elegant fireplace in the raised platform. There were
two sinks and a giant mirror to my right. It had a recessed roof and lighting.
Theard the showers going. I looked at multiple shower heads running. The shower area filling with steam quickly.
“I think these will help the pain. Just let me know if you need anything,” Markus said, heading towards the bathroom door. He turned at the last minute with a mischievous grin. “Unless you want me to join you?” He wagged his eyebrows at me. He laughed at my squeak.
“I’m just messing with you,” he said as he moved to close the door behind him. Before it clicked closed, he opened it fast and wagged his
eyebrows once more, making me laugh and roll my eyes, before he closed the door again.
I turned to look at the shower and scrunched my nose. The little pad that controlled it looked complicated. I took my clothes off but
before I went into the shower, 1 turned my attention to the mirror. I sighed as I took myself in. It’d been a few years since I’d gotten a
chance to really look at myself. Even ignoring the bruising and raised lines from the attack, my body was a testament to the abuse I had
suffered at the hands of the pack. My olive skin seemed washed out, pale and sad from lack of sun. My ribs were protruding, my stomach
concaving inwards from the lack of food. Every bone in my body could easily be seen. My breasts and my ass seemed to be the only thing
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