𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮...
In which a 28 year old American girl meets a 46 year old Irish celebrity, where they bond over loss and learn to love again.
First Installment of the Auden & Cillian series *UNDERGOING EDITS!*
TW: Age Gap...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
AN: Y'all, this chapter is sexually graphic - You've been warned.
"Can I speak to you Auden?" Cillian's voice rang behind her.
It came out taunt and restrained, like he was holding back what he truly wanted to say. Her body went rigid in response, but she didn't turn around.
Patrick's eyes immediately hardened when he saw Cillian, taking a giant step away from her. She rotated her head over her shoulder, "I'm busy," she spat.
Cillian's hand gripped her arm, a little too tightly, as he tried tugging her away, "Please?" he hissed in her ear.
She felt her jaw clench as she ground her teeth furiously, though she was somewhat thrilled at his obvious jealousy. Auden felt like she was going crazy from the feeling — it was something she had never experienced before.
"Fine," Auden said through gritted teeth. She jerked her arm out of Cillian's grasp before pushing past Patrick, who was shooting glares their way. Auden stomped her way through the gallery lobby and to the back hallway, pushing open the door to the corridor. Auden didn't glance back once to see if Cillian was following her, but she could hear him panting to keep up.
The corridor was dark as she made her way to her office. Everyone was out in the lobby partying. She was jittery with excitement and anger. Auden wanted nothing more than to be alone with Cillian in a room.
When she got to her door, Auden finally looked back to see the silhouette of Cillian briskly walking down the hallway. She opened it, stepping into the darkness only for Cillian to appear behind her. He breezed past her, shoving her a bit into her door.
She scoffed, slamming it shut and locking it. Outside lights streamed through the window, causing shadows to form across Cillian's defined cheekbones. He was breathing heavily as he pushed back his hair. He shook his head, "What the fuck Auden?"
"Oh, I'm sorry," Auden replied, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "I thought we were flirting with all of our exes tonight."
"Is that what this is about?" Cillian demanded. "You're acting like this because I was talking to Jenni?"
