A fashion designer, Celeste, longs for the truth about her tragic childhood and losing her parents. She turns to the only man who's taken care of her, Donovan Evanston, who doesn't want her to know the truth and lies to her causing her to fall into...
Celeste P.O.V. I woke up to the sound of Pap Don cursing out my body guards down the hall.
"How the fuck do you lose her walking down the street?" Then there was a loud noise as if something hit a wall.
I rolled out the bed and put on my silk gold robe.
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I walked down the hall until I got outside of his office doors but jumped when he yelled again.
"Next time you stop to look at women and not follow my baby girl I'll take your damn eyes out of their sockets and shove them down your throats! The fuck am I paying you for?"
I didn't have time to get away from the door because he swung it open. When he saw me it was like the anger vanished off his face and a smile replaced it. Bipolar much?
"What are you doing little one? Did I wake you?" He kissed my forehead and brought me towards him for a hug. I could smell the coffee and mint scent on him. I've always found that smell comforting since the day he found me.
*Flashback*
I was 6 years old when my mother was in a panic one day. She packed a bag before we left our home. We were running from something for a week. She went from one hotel to the next and whenever I asked where daddy was she would cry and hold me tightly. I guess by the end of the week she decided that taking me with her was too much because she told me to wait outside of a store while she get food. I waited for 3 hours but she never came back. Hungry, I went looking around for food and avoiding people's gazes. As I was walking I saw a dumpster in an alleyway and decided to find dinner there but a door busted open and I hid beside it instead.
A man had fell to the ground and was begging someone to wait and give him another chance. Then, a older man in a dark blue suit and tie stepped out with three other men in black suits.
"I don't repeat myself John. You had your time and I don't care to hear your lack of capability in getting what I need." He pulled a gun out and pointed it at the man when my stomach made a whale noise. I told it to shut up but it was too late.
He heard and yelled, "Step out!"
I did what he said while my legs were shaking. Is he going to kill me too cause I was hungry? They were all looking at me and the blue guy walked up to me. He crouched down so we were face to face.
"What's your name little one?" He asked and waited for me to speak.
"My name is C-Celeste, Mr. Blue." I stuttered nervously.
He chuckled and smiled at me with perfect teeth. "Mr. Blue is a funny name. Where are your parents?" He asked.
"I don't know where daddy is. Mommy cried whenever I asked her. Then, mommy left me outside of a store and never came back." I said in between crying. "Please don't kill me I was just hungry Mr. Blue!" I looked down at the ground and kept crying.
