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standing  in  the  private  elevator  that  led  up  to  alec’s  penthouse,  céleste  couldn’t  shake  the  feeling  that  she  had  just  stepped  into  an  episode  of  succession  —  or  something  equally  absurdly  wealthy.  it  was  rare  that  a  client  had  their  own  gym  —  even  rarer  that  she  would  be  the  one  making  the  house  call.  but  then  again  .  .  this  felt  different.  she  wasn’t  nervous.  céleste  didn’t  get  nervous.  especially  not  when  it  came  to  work.  and  this  was  just  work.  that’s  what  she  kept  telling  herself.  but  as  the  elevator  climbed,  the  thought  she  had  been  trying  to  suppress  surfaced  once  again  —  why  did  she  keep  thinking  about  him?  she  was  hardly  the  type  to  let  a  man  occupy  space  in  her  mind.  detached,  selective,  uninterested  —  that  was  how  she  had  always  played  the  game.  and  yet,  somehow,  alec  had  managed  to  slip  past  those  defenses,  taking  up  more  real  estate  in  her  thoughts  than  she  was  willing  to  admit.  shaking  her  head  slightly,  she  exhaled,  forcing  the  thought  away.  this  was  a  session,  like  any  other.  it  might  be  his  home,  but  in  her  mind,  she  still  held  the  upper  hand.  she  always  did.  by  the  time  the  elevator  dinged,  announcing  her  arrival,  she  had  already  slipped  back  into  her  usual,  unshakable  confidence.  stepping  forward  with  her  head  high,  her  voice  rang  out,  smooth  and  effortless.  "hello?  alec?"

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casually resting his back against the wall, alec kept his eyes on the private elevator as the numbers ticked up. he wasn’t nervous per se, but there was a certain anticipation stirring in his nerves, a rare feeling he wasn’t about to analyze too deeply. celeste was fiery, quick-witted and undeniably attractive to the point where it was impossible for one not to look twice, and while he wasn’t the sort of guy that let himself get caught up over a girl, alec had to admit that she was able to get under his skin. their first meeting at the elysian party had given him a taste of what it was like to be around her, and now she was about to step into his territory (all business, no games... at least, theoretically). rolling his shoulders back, he waited with bated breath as the lift stopped on the penthouse floor. whatever happened next, he was ready for it.

"  trust  me,  the  last  thing  i  want  to  be  doing  is  wasting  my  energy  on  you.  hate  ?  actually  ,  how  about  extremely  aggravating  and  borderline  intolerable  ?  you  seem  pretty  good  at  ruining  your  own  day,  so  i  guess  that’s  a  talent.  no  need  for  me  to  step  in.  "

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