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...
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Celeste P.O.V
I had no idea the gun range was in his house. Then again, I haven't been around the house yet.
I tried to memorize the house as he lead me through it and to the gun range. He stopped in front of a door and opened it for me to walk inside.
It looked like a lounge with tables all around and then a pool table. His men were playing cards, making bets, drinking, smoking, and I saw a small circle of men taking pills. They hand women in there as well who wore outfits that's too tight and tasteless. The women were kissing, touching, and grinding on the men.
I wonder if Hunter had women doing the same to him before me. The thought of the act pissed me off. I didn't realize I was squeezing his hand until he shook mine and I looked up at him.
"You good?" Hunter asked.
"Yeah, I was just lost in my mind." I gave a small smile and he went back to leading me through the room.
He opened another door and handed me ear muffs to block out the sound of gunshots. He grabbed two guns and gave me a black and rose gold glock 43. I turned it to the side and it had the initials H.C.
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"I got you a customized gun with our initials. I know you wanted to protect yourself and I thought you'd like it." Hunters face was turning red and he smiled at me.
He got me a gun and engraved it with our initials. I couldn't help the way my heart was beating all wild and I felt bubbly in my stomach. I was smiling hard at him and grabbed his shirt pulling him into me. I kissed him hard and he responded back just as fast as I kissed him.
We pulled away after a while breathing heavy. My eyes were closed but I felt his face close to mine and his breath on my lips.
"I'll take that thank you every time." He said between laughter.
"You can get a lot more than a kiss as a thank you." My voice was seductive and enticing.
Hunter groaned and looked me in the eyes once I looked up.
"Don't tempt me to get that thank you now. I don't care who's looking." He gave me a look as if to say don't test him and I smirked.
"Let's get back to the gun lesson."
He laughed with a boyish grin on his face.
"Alright. I'm going to show you how to hold the gun and shoot without hurting your hand, use the safety, and take apart then put your gun back together. You'll be able to clean it once you know that. Let's begin." He walked over to me and showed me the stance and how to hold the gun.
Then, he showed me how to load the gun and aim. I shot a few rounds and got dead center each time. He was impressed and asked if I could do the same for head shots. I got two out of three.
