Joshua's POV

"No, don't go with him. He is dangerous. Who knows what happens if you stay alone with him," the guy told Celeste, pushing my buttons again.

When I wanted to approach him and teach him a lesson that he had to mind his own business, Celeste rested his hand on my chest.

"Please," she said, looking me in the eyes. I heaved a loud sigh and stepped back. Then she turned toward the idiot and said calmly, "Oliver, don't worry. I know him, he won't do anything."

Oliver?!

Not Mister or anything.

They are at first-name stage.

So they have known each other for a while.

Who is this idiot?

Why haven't heard about him before?

"But... He can't control himself," he commented, dissatisfied.

"Oliver, Joshua won't hurt me. I know him," Celeste assured firmly.

I gave the idiot a cocky smirk and wrapped my arm around Celeste, pulling her towards me. "Let's go, babe."

The idiot Oliver gave me a death glare and walked away. I smirked, self-satisfied while leading my wife towards my Aston Martin.

"You are impossible," Celeste commented, annoyed as soon as we got in the car.

"What did I do?" I asked innocently.

"Joshua!" she exclaimed angrily.

"Celeste!"

She heaved a loud sigh, shaking her head.

"Where is your girlfriend? Why did you leave her alone?" she asked dryly without looking at me.

"Because I want to be with my wife," I replied playfully.

Celeste gave me a dirty look. I chuckled in amusement. She looked so cute when she was angry. Because of it, I liked teasing her.

"You are still with her. I thought... Never mind!" she shook her head, sighing.

"Celeste, it isn't..."

"I don't care. Just don't act like with my friends as you did with Oliver," Celeste cut me off.

I gritted my teeth in annoyance. "I thought you only friend here was my sister," I commented mockingly.

"You don't know me very well then. I am a social person. I have a lot of friends. Oliver is one of them. He is my neighbor as well."

"What?! Is that ginger idiot stays in the same building with you?" I asked in disbelief.

"Yes. And don't call him like this. He is a good man," Celeste stated firmly.

"Praise that idiot one more time and see what I am doing to him," I warned her.

"Joshua! Don't act like a caveman," she demanded, annoyed.

"Stay away from him. I'll ask Mark find you another apartment," I informed her, determined.

"You have to be kidding me!" she exclaimed, frustrated. "You can't intervene in my life. I'll live wherever I want and talk to whoever I want. Who you think you are?!"

"Your husband. Your boss.  You may choose which one you want," I commented arrogantly.

"Bastard!" she mumbled under her breath and rolled her eyes, folding her arms over her chest.

"Don't roll your eyes," I said teasingly.

"What will you do?" she asked mockingly. "Spank me?"

"Gladly!" I replied cockily. "And maybe gag you?"

She gritted her teeth, flushing. "Joshua!"

I burst out laughing and said playfully, "Celeste!"

Celeste heaved a loud sigh, shaking her head. "Go and gag your bimb... girlfriend," she commented sarcastically.

I frowned. "I don't care about Becca. I'll break up with her, but I should do it smoothly so that she doesn't cause a scandal."

"While entertaining her in your bed," she commented mockingly without looking at me.

I breathed deeply, annoyed. "I didn't invite her there. I hadn't even known that she was in New York. And for your information, I haven't entertained her in my bed since I got married to the bane of my life," I clarified firmly.

"I am not the bane of your life! It is you the bane of my life!" she exclaimed in annoyance. "And I don't care what is going on between you two. You are just my boss. I'm your lawyer. Nothing more! So let's keep our relationship professional, Mr. Sullivan."

"Fine, let it be as you wish," I said between gritted teeth and started the car angrily.

***

I was in the meeting with my father, our lawyers and finance director. Despite the fact that I was trying to focus on what my father was saying, I couldn't take off my eyes from Celeste. She was still angry at me. Since seeing Becca at my penthouse, she had been acting like I was a plague. It was unbearable. When I finally thought everything good between us, everything messed up again.

"Joshua?"

"Huh?" I mumbled, puzzled as my father called me.

"What do you think about it?" he asked me while everyone's focus was on me, except for my stubborn wife.

"Umm..." I cleared my throat without knowing how to answer. "It's... umm..." I mumbled, rubbing my neck nervously.

What the fuck I was going to answer?

I didn't listen to you because I was busy watching my wife.

Ugh! Celeste!

What are you doing to me?! You didn't just mess with my mind.

You are a real witch. You bewitched me with your vanilla love potion. I can't get you off my mind, my cruel beauty.

I'm suffering without you.

"Well..." I mumbled, trying to find suitable answer while the corner of Celeste's lips curled up.

She enjoyed when I was suffering.

"You are right," I agreed, hoping it was the enough answer.

My father nodded and moved his gaze from me to the finance director.

"Phew!" I muttered under my breath, relieved.

After thirty minutes, the meeting finally ended. My father and the finance director left the conference room while talking. Robert followed them.

"Celeste?" I called her, grabbing her arm when she wanted to leave.

"Yes, Mr. Sullivan. How can I help you?" she asked with a poker face after pulling her arm away.

"By stopping to ignore me," I replied, annoyed.
"I don't understand what you are saying, Mr. Sullivan."

I heaved a loud breath, running my hands through my hair.

This woman will be the death of me.

"Celeste, I am really sorry. I didn't know she was there. I didn't invite her. I was as shocked as you," I explained sadly.

She gave me a mocking look. "Why were you shocked? Isn't it normal to see your girlfriend in your penthouse?!" she said sarcastically.

"Celeste!" I exclaimed angrily. I sighed and pointed out, "You knew I had a girlfriend. I haven't hidden it."

She burst out laughing. Then she gave me a dirty look and stated harshly, "Firstly, don't talk about her in the past tense. She's still your girlfriend. Secondly, you didn't mention having a girlfriend. I heard it from Hazel."

I heaved a loud sigh, running my hand through my hair. "She was out of town. So I couldn't talk to her. Would you like me to break up with her over a message?! And I couldn't travel to see her too. Sorry, I was busy with my own problems. She was the last person I thought of at that time," I explained in annoyance.

"Don't find excuses. You had plenty of time to talk to her, but you preferred to lie to both of us," she stated dryly, folding her arms over her chest.

"Do you think I enjoy it?!" I exclaimed, irritated.

"Who knows?! When your girlfriend is away, you can have your wife in your bed," she commented mockingly.

I gritted my teeth while boiling with anger. "Do you think the only thing in my mind is my dick?! Don't be ridiculous for heaven's sake, Celeste!"

"I am not ridiculous! You are ridiculous!" she exclaimed angrily, shooting daggers at me.

"You are ridiculous!" I stated in irritation, looking her in the eyes, closing the distance between us.

"I hate you, Joshua!" she declared angrily.

"I hate you too, Celeste!" I snapped, clenching my fist.

"Joshua, my love."

Celeste gave me a dirty look, pulling back as we heard Rebecca's voice.

Damn it!

Perfect timing! As always!

Rebecca approached me, swaying her hips while her signature seductive smile was plastered on her face. When she wanted to kiss me, I pulled back quickly. She gritted her teeth without saying anything and clung to my arm tightly with a fake smile on her face. I rolled my eyes in annoyance and looked at Celeste. From her expression, I could guess she would gladly kill Rebecca and me.

"You assistant told me the meeting ended. So I came to surprise my man here," she said flirtatiously, emphasizing the words - my man, caressing my chest.

I cleared my throat and pulled back, rubbing the back of my neck uneasily before Celeste could kill us with her eyes.