Two Can Play (Celeste and Dominic) novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32

DOMINIC

Seeing the expression on Celeste’s face when I called out her lab and her name from that podium was worth every single penny I had spent arranging the entire evening.

The shock. The confusion. The slow dawning realization moving across her features like a sunrise. I had watched it play out from the stage and felt something shift in my chest that I was not ready to name.

I pushed the feeling aside.

Of course I had known Julian would be here. It was normal for men of his status to be invited to a party like this. The who’s who of the country’s elite, all gathered in one ballroom to drink champagne and pretend they liked each other. Julian Fisher moved in these circles.

What I had not counted on was Seraphine showing up on Julian’s arm.

But it made everything perfect.

Celeste did not know yet. She did not know that Julian had opened a new lab for Seraphine, funded it with twelve million dollars of his own money, and made her break off from Helix.

She would know soon enough.

As for Seraphine, I already knew her next moves before she made them. I had been married to her long enough to understand exactly how she thought. She was a gold digger of exceptional discipline, and now that she knew who I was, she would pivot. She would drop Julian like a stone. She would come running back to me with her eyes full of tears and her mouth full of apologies and her hands full of every excuse she had ever rehearsed.

She would be too late.

But right now, standing in the glass room with the party still glittering on the other side of the translucent walls, I had other priorities.

I had Celeste pressed against the glass, her palms flat against the cool surface. My cock was buried deep inside her wet heat, and I was fucking her with a rhythm that was hard and relentless and completely consuming.

I drove into her again, deeper, and she cried out, her hips pressing back against me.

The question came uninvited, the way it always did when I let my guard down for even a moment.

Would I be able to part from her when the time came?

It was a ridiculous question. Whatever we were doing was ephemeral. She did not let me forget that. The game we had agreed to play had an expiration date built into its very foundation. We would mess with Julian and Seraphine, and then we would go our separate ways. Back to our lives. Back to whatever came after.

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I scoffed and pushed the door open and carried her inside.

She gasped.

The walk-in closet was larger than most bedrooms I had owned, lined floor to ceiling with racks of clothes and shelves of shoes, all arranged under soft warm lighting. I set her down gently and she stood there, naked and beautiful, turning slowly to take in the space, her mouth open.

“How did you do all this?” she asked.

“Like I told you before,” I said. “This is my hotel. This entire floor was designed specifically for me. The room has a kitchen, a bathroom, a full living area. Everything a house could have. And there is another exit on the far side that leads outside without having to go through the crowd.” I paused. “Or your

husband.”

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