Chapter 1

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Family. That's all she cared about was her Family. Though her father locks himself into work at all times, and her brother on his side, Celestia was lonely. She was devastated several years ago when her mother died. That was who she'd run to. Her father and brother were always together, and she was always with her mom. Things started to change after she died.

Her brother, Adrian wasn't just her brother, he was her twin. Her other half. The two of them were inseparable. They were roughly around ten minutes apart, Adrian was the oldest, but it didn't really matter to Celestia. Growing up, their father and mother bought them an apartment to live together in, keeping them out of the packed mansion. Before they both went to college, they moved out. Adrian went back to the mansion, and Celestia spent eight years in college, with both bachelors and masters degree.

Celestia was beautiful, her long legs made her body stand out as well as her curvy hips. Her boobs sat perfectly, perky. With her dark brown hair, showing at the roots as her blonde hair was visible, and wavy. Basically she was drop dead gorgeous, anyone would be lucky to have her. Sergio, was lucky to have her. Her fiancé of two years, and her best friend of nine, even their fathers were close. She met Sergio a year before she started college, they were really good friends. Then, they fell in love. Now living together in a condo, with Celestia owning a jewelry store, and Sergio always in business trips, they barely see each other anymore.

It wasn't how it use to be, where he'd sit at campus and wait until her classes were over to bring her lunch. No, they were quite passed the honeymoon stage in their relationship, and things became rocky. Still standing strong, and expected to marry at the end of the year, they were making it work. Thank God for FaceTime and text messages, she thought.

Celestia kept her self busy in a lot of ways. Hiring people to remodel an old, empty restaurant. It took months and months, but it was now Deuxième Maison, and it was extremely busy twenty four seven. The Deuxième Maison was luxurious, the atmosphere was beautiful, elegant. Glass chandelier, rose bouquets, white paint decorated formally with wall art, everyone would eat there. It was the best in the city.

Celestia had one close friend, besides her fiancé, which was her best friend, Kate. They've been in each other's loves since primary school, close at the hip. She let Kate run the restaurant when she wasn't around, or busy, though Kate worked in a hospital. And that was her life, working as much as she can to face the fact that the closest thing she had to family was her best friend, who she sees more than her fiancé, and brother and father. She just wishes her mother was around to guide and tell her she is so proud of her for everything that she has accomplished.

"Hey, Celestia," Kate snapped her fingers infront of her face.

"If you aren't feeling too good, you can go home, I can take it from here." Kate offered with a smile, obviously noticing that her best friend is out of the game as the restaurant filled with people.

"I'm okay," was all she said before seating a group of five. Cute family. Great, she thought. Celestia gave the table menus before proceeding to the cooking area, orders were ready and she started to pass out many of the tables meals.

While doing so, a group of men, all in suites walked in, picking the furthest table to the right. She breathed in deeply, remembering what her father and brother always told her, stay away from men in suites.

"Hey Aubri," she called seeing as though she wasn't busy.

"Serve those men," she said, setting two plates of food down at a couples table. She wasn't putting her employee in danger, hell, it was witnesses everywhere. Those men couldn't do anything, in broad daylight especially. She was just simply staying away from anything that would get in her into unwanted trouble.

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