CHAPTER 4

CELESTE

Adrian stares at me like I’ve lost my mind.

“You’ve already been fucked twice tonight.” His voice is sharp, low, edged with disbelief. “Aren’t you tired?”

I shrug, completely naked, leaning against the sofa arm. “You know I haven’t had sex in months.”

His brow furrows. “Celeste—”

“Don’t ‘Celeste’ me.” I push off the sofa, stepping closer. “You know what it’s like. Idol life. Contracts. Image. Always working, never ...