Full Circle-Alternate Cover: A Cinderella Retelling by Samantha Gail

Author:Samantha Gail [Gail, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dstar Publishing LLC
Published: 2024-05-27T18:30:00+00:00

I tried to stifle a groan when we stepped off the plane and found two cars waiting on the tarmac. Of course there was some function for me to attend. Didn’t the rich yuppies ever take a day off? The surge of hatred made me murderous, but I tried not to take it out on the driver when he handed me a brand new Armani suit and said, “There will be senators at this function, Mr. Madden.”

For once I turned back to find Celeste in tears. “Can’t you stay with me, just this once?” she pleaded, her voice so small and fragile. “I can’t shake the feeling that we’re getting close to the end, Wes.”

She looked so helpless, clinging to me with hope and fear written all over her face. I hated it, and hated it even more that there was nothing I could do about it.

“I’m so sorry, Celeste, but I can’t tonight. I have to go to this thing or it’ll just get worse with my dad.” It was on the tip of my tongue to add a warning about China, but something held me back. She was already upset enough. Why add that if her mind had started its downward spiral?

Silent tears streamed down her cheeks as she nodded. “I know. It’s not your fault.”

“But listen.” I brightened, trying to sound as cheerful and upbeat as I could in hopes that my surprise on Saturday night might put some wind back in her sails. “I have something really special planned on Saturday night, and your dad is in on it, so you can’t say no.” In the back of my mind, I prayed Mr. Hendricks had been awake long enough to actually have the conversation with Phillip so that I wasn’t lying through my teeth to her. “It’s gonna be so much fun!”

“Okay.” Celeste sniffled, swiping at her cheeks and backing away from me.

The distance instantly put me on high alert. I had the same panic coursing through my veins; there was something bad on the horizon. While it was only a few steps back, it might as well have been across continents. She was slipping through my fingers and she was right in front of me.

I placed a kiss on her forehead with more force than I meant and abruptly climbed into the waiting Mercedes. I didn’t trust myself to look at her again or I would end up telling ol’ Benny Madden where and how he could go fuck right off. It was torture, but it had to be done.

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