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100 Days With Mr. Sebastian Eight
Sebastian’s POV“Hey, man, I think I finally found someone for you.” Dice’s voice breaks through the phone before I barely say anything, brimming with excitement.“Are you sure?” I ask, my brows furrowing at the uncertainty laced in his tone.“Well, I made an appointment with her so you can see her yourself. We’ll figure out if she’s a good fit.”“Alright, fine. Send me the address,” I reply, my tone lowering as I sink into the leather seat.A good actress is all I need—someone convincing enough to satisfy my parents and finally end their overbearing lectures about my lack of a partner.The next morning, I arrive at the location Dice sent me as early as possible. It’s a coffee shop I frequent, and I made sure to reserve the upper floor In advance for privacy.Dice is already there when I arrive, casually seated with a cup of coffee. We chat idly while we wait, but my mind begins to wander, curiosity gnawing at me. What does this woman look like? Does she have what it takes?Looks aren
Last Updated : 2024-12-07100 Days With Mr. Sebastian Nine
Sebastian’s POV “Well, now that this is settled, let’s move on to the next step, which is…” Dice’s voice trails off as he shifts his gaze to me, expecting me to finish his sentence. I glance at Stephany, and she meets my eyes with that same expectant look. A deep sigh escapes me. “You will meet my parents.” I say, locking my gaze on her. For a fleeting moment, something crosses her face—something like fear—but it’s gone as quickly as it appeared. “Okayy…” she mutters, almost too quickly. I can’t help but notice how she’s trying to cover it up. Fear? Apprehension? She’s hiding something, and I can’t help but wonder if she’s really prepared for this. “But before we do, you’re getting a new wardrobe.” I continue, reaching for the black card in my suit pocket. I don’t make a big deal out of it, but it’s just another part of the deal. “The pin is 1747. Dice can take you somewhere to get them.” I slide the card across the table toward her. Her eyes flicker, an impressed
Last Updated : 2024-12-09100 Days With Mr. Sebastian Ten
Stephany’s POVI watch his tall, commanding frame retreat from me, each step measured and purposeful. Sebastian Sanders—the man I’m supposed to pretend to be engaged to for the next six months. Irritation bubbles within me, his smug attitude grating on my nerves. And yet… I can’t deny there’s a small spark of admiration, even if I don’t want to admit it.The way he slid the black card across the table, so casually rattling off the pin, made me stare in disbelief. He didn’t hesitate, didn’t flinch—just handed me a card that could probably buy my entire neighborhood without blinking an eye.“Hey, Steph! Is it okay if I call you that?” Dice’s cheery voice pulls me from my thoughts.I blink, turning to meet his friendly gaze as he picks up the card and offers it to me.“Oh! Of course…” I murmur, my eyes flicking back to the card.“Well, you heard him. Let’s get you some new clothes,” Dice urges, pushing the card toward me when I hesitate.I stare at it for a beat longer, feeling like the
Last Updated : 2024-12-09100 Days With Mr. Sebastian Eleven
Sebastian’s POV I sit at the built-in bar in my living room, fingers tapping impatiently on the counter as Dice’s phone rings over and over. No answer. The sun had long since disappeared, and the quiet of the house only amplifies my frustration. I try to ignore the gnawing curiosity clawing at me, distracting myself with another glass of wine. The bitter red liquid burns on its way down, but it does little to drown out the intrusive thoughts. Her face. Her voice. Her damn attitude. Stephany. I pour another glass, gulping it down in one go before turning toward the TV, its muted flicker doing nothing to hold my attention. A clicking sound from the front door breaks the silence, and I glance over, already knowing who it is. Dice walks in, his average build silhouetted against the doorway, a smug grin plastered on his face. “Heyyyy, Sebastian!” he greets, all too cheerful. My brows knit in annoyance. “Where the hell did you keep your fucking phone?” I snap, unable to
Last Updated : 2024-12-12100 Days With Mr. Sebastian Twelve
Stephany’s POVMy shoulders are tight with dread as I approach the doorstep of our apartment, the weight of the conversation I’m about to have with Elise pressing down on me like a heavy, suffocating fog. My mind spins with a thousand thoughts, none of them making sense, all of them circling around the words I need to say but can’t seem to find.Even though I’m trying to hide it from her, I know it won’t be long before Elise catches on—she always does.I mutter to myself under my breath, “Okay, I can do this,” my voice trembling slightly as I force a deep breath to steady my nerves. The door is locked, just as I expected. I turn the key as quietly as I can, praying she’s already asleep.But when I step inside, the faint sound of the TV greets me, drifting from the living room.“She’s awake…” I think, my heart sinking as I realize there’s no way out.I move toward the sound of her voice, and before I can even get close to the living room, Elise comes rushing into the hallway, her eyes
Last Updated : 2024-12-22100 Days With Mr. Sebastian Thirteen
After Elise has finished unloading the contents of the bags, she heads to bed, excitement still radiating from her. I follow her, but sleep doesn’t come easily. The night slips by in a blur, leaving me restless. Eventually my exhaustion takes over. The sudden ring of my phone startles me awake, panic surging through my veins. I fumble for it, blinking sleep from my eyes. A strange number flashes on the screen.“Hello?” I murmur, trying to shake the fog from my brain.A familiar deep voice cuts through the grogginess. “Hey, it’s Sebastian…”My pulse spikes. I sit up straight in bed, my heart racing. “Hi…” I mutter, unsure of how I sound. “Thanks for yesterday.”“It’s nothing,” he replies, his indifference slicing through the words like a blade. What a jerk! I think bitterly.“I need us to meet today,” he continues, his tone matter-of-fact. “You’re going to meet my parents soon, and we need to make preparations." My breath hitches at the mention of his parents. Elise said they were bi
Last Updated : 2024-12-22100 Days With Mr. Sebastian Chapter Fourteen
His words are simple, yet the command in them makes my skin prickle. I hesitate for a second, unsure whether I’m obeying out of politeness or because I’m just too frozen in place to do anything else. But finally, I move, sitting down slowly, acutely aware of his proximity, the air between us crackling with an intensity that has my heart beating out of my chest. He follows suit, sitting down opposite me, his posture relaxed but still exuding an undeniable tension. It’s as though the world has narrowed down to just the two of us, every second stretching longer, thicker, as if something unsaid lingers in the space between our words. Something dangerous. Something electric. The silence lingers, but now it feels like a weight pressing down on me. I shift in my seat, wondering just how long I can hold his gaze without breaking. "According to our agreement..." His voice is steady, pulling me back into the moment. My body stiffens, heart pounding as I try to focus on his words. "You ar
Last Updated : 2024-12-22100 Days With Mr. Sebastian Chapter Fifteen
“I…” I start, hesitating as the weight of my next words presses down on me. “I have a sister, Elise. She’s in college… it’s just the two of us now.” My voice falters, my gaze darting nervously between Sebastian’s piercing stare and the silence growing heavier around us. His expression doesn’t shift, his presence as unwavering as stone. “What about your parents?” he asks, his voice calm yet probing, as though he already suspects the answer. “No,” I blurt out, sharper than intended. “You can’t meet them.” His eyes narrow slightly. “Why not?” “They’re dead,” I whisper, the words slicing through me like glass. Each syllable is bitter and raw, leaving a sharp sting in their wake. For a moment, something flickers in his dark eyes. Guilt? Pity? Whatever it is, it’s gone as quickly as it appeared, leaving only a faint shadow of humanity in his otherwise impenetrable gaze. “I’m sorry,” he says softly, his voice holding a sincerity that catches me off guard. It’s unsettling—this
Last Updated : 2024-12-29
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We arrive at a sprawling mansion nestled within an estate that feels worlds away from the bustling city of Las Vegas. The air itself carries a weight of luxury, the kind that wraps around you, almost suffocating in its opulence. I let out a shaky breath, silently reciting the details of the fabricated story Sebastian and I had rehearsed—the perfect lies of how we met, our supposed whirlwind romance, and the little personal touches he’d told me to memorize. The massive oak door emerges before me, a barrier between my world and the one I’m about to step into. Sebastian’s hand slips into mine, our fingers interlocking in an unexpectedly intimate gesture. The warmth of his touch sends a jolt through me, my pulse quickening in response. “Phew… okay, I can do this,” I mutter under my breath. Sebastian’s sharp gaze flicks toward me, and the faintest smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth. “Relax. It’s going to be fine,” he says, his tone smooth and reassuring, though it does little
100 Days With Mr. Sebastian Chapter Fifteen
“I…” I start, hesitating as the weight of my next words presses down on me. “I have a sister, Elise. She’s in college… it’s just the two of us now.” My voice falters, my gaze darting nervously between Sebastian’s piercing stare and the silence growing heavier around us. His expression doesn’t shift, his presence as unwavering as stone. “What about your parents?” he asks, his voice calm yet probing, as though he already suspects the answer. “No,” I blurt out, sharper than intended. “You can’t meet them.” His eyes narrow slightly. “Why not?” “They’re dead,” I whisper, the words slicing through me like glass. Each syllable is bitter and raw, leaving a sharp sting in their wake. For a moment, something flickers in his dark eyes. Guilt? Pity? Whatever it is, it’s gone as quickly as it appeared, leaving only a faint shadow of humanity in his otherwise impenetrable gaze. “I’m sorry,” he says softly, his voice holding a sincerity that catches me off guard. It’s unsettling—this
100 Days With Mr. Sebastian Chapter Fourteen
His words are simple, yet the command in them makes my skin prickle. I hesitate for a second, unsure whether I’m obeying out of politeness or because I’m just too frozen in place to do anything else. But finally, I move, sitting down slowly, acutely aware of his proximity, the air between us crackling with an intensity that has my heart beating out of my chest. He follows suit, sitting down opposite me, his posture relaxed but still exuding an undeniable tension. It’s as though the world has narrowed down to just the two of us, every second stretching longer, thicker, as if something unsaid lingers in the space between our words. Something dangerous. Something electric. The silence lingers, but now it feels like a weight pressing down on me. I shift in my seat, wondering just how long I can hold his gaze without breaking. "According to our agreement..." His voice is steady, pulling me back into the moment. My body stiffens, heart pounding as I try to focus on his words. "You ar
100 Days With Mr. Sebastian Thirteen
After Elise has finished unloading the contents of the bags, she heads to bed, excitement still radiating from her. I follow her, but sleep doesn’t come easily. The night slips by in a blur, leaving me restless. Eventually my exhaustion takes over. The sudden ring of my phone startles me awake, panic surging through my veins. I fumble for it, blinking sleep from my eyes. A strange number flashes on the screen.“Hello?” I murmur, trying to shake the fog from my brain.A familiar deep voice cuts through the grogginess. “Hey, it’s Sebastian…”My pulse spikes. I sit up straight in bed, my heart racing. “Hi…” I mutter, unsure of how I sound. “Thanks for yesterday.”“It’s nothing,” he replies, his indifference slicing through the words like a blade. What a jerk! I think bitterly.“I need us to meet today,” he continues, his tone matter-of-fact. “You’re going to meet my parents soon, and we need to make preparations." My breath hitches at the mention of his parents. Elise said they were bi
100 Days With Mr. Sebastian Twelve
Stephany’s POVMy shoulders are tight with dread as I approach the doorstep of our apartment, the weight of the conversation I’m about to have with Elise pressing down on me like a heavy, suffocating fog. My mind spins with a thousand thoughts, none of them making sense, all of them circling around the words I need to say but can’t seem to find.Even though I’m trying to hide it from her, I know it won’t be long before Elise catches on—she always does.I mutter to myself under my breath, “Okay, I can do this,” my voice trembling slightly as I force a deep breath to steady my nerves. The door is locked, just as I expected. I turn the key as quietly as I can, praying she’s already asleep.But when I step inside, the faint sound of the TV greets me, drifting from the living room.“She’s awake…” I think, my heart sinking as I realize there’s no way out.I move toward the sound of her voice, and before I can even get close to the living room, Elise comes rushing into the hallway, her eyes
100 Days With Mr. Sebastian Eleven
Sebastian’s POV I sit at the built-in bar in my living room, fingers tapping impatiently on the counter as Dice’s phone rings over and over. No answer. The sun had long since disappeared, and the quiet of the house only amplifies my frustration. I try to ignore the gnawing curiosity clawing at me, distracting myself with another glass of wine. The bitter red liquid burns on its way down, but it does little to drown out the intrusive thoughts. Her face. Her voice. Her damn attitude. Stephany. I pour another glass, gulping it down in one go before turning toward the TV, its muted flicker doing nothing to hold my attention. A clicking sound from the front door breaks the silence, and I glance over, already knowing who it is. Dice walks in, his average build silhouetted against the doorway, a smug grin plastered on his face. “Heyyyy, Sebastian!” he greets, all too cheerful. My brows knit in annoyance. “Where the hell did you keep your fucking phone?” I snap, unable to
100 Days With Mr. Sebastian Ten
Stephany’s POVI watch his tall, commanding frame retreat from me, each step measured and purposeful. Sebastian Sanders—the man I’m supposed to pretend to be engaged to for the next six months. Irritation bubbles within me, his smug attitude grating on my nerves. And yet… I can’t deny there’s a small spark of admiration, even if I don’t want to admit it.The way he slid the black card across the table, so casually rattling off the pin, made me stare in disbelief. He didn’t hesitate, didn’t flinch—just handed me a card that could probably buy my entire neighborhood without blinking an eye.“Hey, Steph! Is it okay if I call you that?” Dice’s cheery voice pulls me from my thoughts.I blink, turning to meet his friendly gaze as he picks up the card and offers it to me.“Oh! Of course…” I murmur, my eyes flicking back to the card.“Well, you heard him. Let’s get you some new clothes,” Dice urges, pushing the card toward me when I hesitate.I stare at it for a beat longer, feeling like the
100 Days With Mr. Sebastian Nine
Sebastian’s POV “Well, now that this is settled, let’s move on to the next step, which is…” Dice’s voice trails off as he shifts his gaze to me, expecting me to finish his sentence. I glance at Stephany, and she meets my eyes with that same expectant look. A deep sigh escapes me. “You will meet my parents.” I say, locking my gaze on her. For a fleeting moment, something crosses her face—something like fear—but it’s gone as quickly as it appeared. “Okayy…” she mutters, almost too quickly. I can’t help but notice how she’s trying to cover it up. Fear? Apprehension? She’s hiding something, and I can’t help but wonder if she’s really prepared for this. “But before we do, you’re getting a new wardrobe.” I continue, reaching for the black card in my suit pocket. I don’t make a big deal out of it, but it’s just another part of the deal. “The pin is 1747. Dice can take you somewhere to get them.” I slide the card across the table toward her. Her eyes flicker, an impressed
100 Days With Mr. Sebastian Eight
Sebastian’s POV“Hey, man, I think I finally found someone for you.” Dice’s voice breaks through the phone before I barely say anything, brimming with excitement.“Are you sure?” I ask, my brows furrowing at the uncertainty laced in his tone.“Well, I made an appointment with her so you can see her yourself. We’ll figure out if she’s a good fit.”“Alright, fine. Send me the address,” I reply, my tone lowering as I sink into the leather seat.A good actress is all I need—someone convincing enough to satisfy my parents and finally end their overbearing lectures about my lack of a partner.The next morning, I arrive at the location Dice sent me as early as possible. It’s a coffee shop I frequent, and I made sure to reserve the upper floor In advance for privacy.Dice is already there when I arrive, casually seated with a cup of coffee. We chat idly while we wait, but my mind begins to wander, curiosity gnawing at me. What does this woman look like? Does she have what it takes?Looks aren
