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A Touch of Madness 44
"She'll be fine." Someone's heavy voice came to my ears. I felt a tangible darkness surrounding me, which coaxed me to sleep in its comfort zone. "Be patient, Sebastian. She will wake up." A woman's soft voice followed. Then, I heard nothing. I was still looking into the absolute darkness, at the absence of light that should have been frightening but wasn't. It calmed me, and it protected me. I seemed to want to stay here in the darkness that protects me with all its warmth and safety. As I sniffed the air, I felt a familiar scent—the smell of fresh grass, the fragrance of flowers in the distance, and the gentle breeze. Everything felt so close, even in the darkness that enveloped me. "You must remain rational about everything. Sebastian," the soft voice said again, breaking through into my mind like sunlight through dark clouds. Yet, somehow, I still felt glued to this darkness, like I was bound by something invisible, even though the voices were trying to lead me out. "Ace
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Sebastian: flashback."You can't marry her just because of Papa's offer," Sierra said lowly, her eyes looking at me seriously. "There's a woman's life that will suffer. I'm sure you'll be fine with it, but her? She'll be tormented being stuck with you." She continued.I snorted. "I can't refuse."Sierra scoffed. "You couldn't or didn't want to because the offer he made sounded tempting to your ears?" she quipped. "I never knew you were this power-hungry." "Maybe you don't know anything about me," I retorted, biting every word out of my mouth to get her to stop advising me. "I am indeed power-hungry. Can you leave now? Because I'm sick of you."Undeterred, she rolled her eyes. Like the Sanchez, Sierra was never afraid of anything. The danger, all the obstacles, grandfather's anger, father's anger—none of it ever bothered her. Like me, she can be smarter to counter threats. She won't be fragile. So, what can I expect her to do? Well, she'll leave happily when she's had her fill of maki
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"Sebastian," my voice was bitter on my tongue as I looked at him, who had just returned.He just glanced at me lazily while I put on my biggest smile. "You're home early," I said kindly, trying to be more familiar with him."Hmm," he replied briefly. He handed over his suit and briefcase to me unceremoniously. His expression seemed reluctant to linger with me. "How was your work today? Is it good?" "Yes.""Do you want to shower first or have a dinner? I've prepared your favorite menu, it's-""Shower." He cut me off."Okay. I'll prepare warm water for you and your clothes, then. Wait a minute-""Isabella, please stop babbling." Sebastian's voice dripped with coldness. "I can take care of myself. So, please. Instead of you being busy with useless things like this. It's better for you to get out of my sight."I squeezed my fingers tightly. Pain hit me as my nails dug into my skin. "But, Sebastian-""I don't want to hear anything from you." He cut in again, looking at me sharply.I took
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I don't know what I'm doing right now. Adrift in the uncertainty of my life, I didn't want to live my life continuously in the shadow of being my grandfather's tool to rise to power, being Sebastian's doll. My status as Ace's mother didn't strengthen me. It only oppressed me the same way it had five years ago. The difference now was that Sebastian used his soft and romantic tricks to trap me. I don't know why he bothered to pretend like that. I'm sure I wouldn't be fragile if he treated me like he did five years ago.I walked out of the hospital. Beside me was Sebastian, who hadn't let go of my waist. He hugged me so possessively. Earlier, we had to argue about him urging me to use a wheelchair when I didn't want to. It's not my legs that hurt. Only my head was injured, but it's fully healed. I won that argument by looking at him flatly for a few seconds. Sebastian couldn't argue with me. Instead, he was like this. His one hand had never moved from my waist since we walked out of the
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I'm still uncomfortable after our fight that time and the accident that happened to me. Like I said, I wanted my own peace of mind. I wanted to calm myself by being away from him for a while to recover mentally and be healthier. Having Sebastian on my radar didn't improve that. His presence was like annoying cigarette smoke.I smiled at Ace, who was busy in my mother's greenhouse at the back of our house. My mom had a greenhouse in the backyard for all her flower collections and a small hydroponic mushroom that she regularly tended to. I don't know how she can be so passionate about caring for everything.And me? Like Dad, I never really liked plants, gardening and taking care of them. I was more into cooking and experimenting with food. That's my craze. Belle was like Dad too, but she loved math and counting. That's why she became an audit clerk at Dad's company. Speaking of Belle, she didn't meet me at the hospital. I only heard that she was outside my room, but she didn't see me. W
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I didn't realize that this problem was that big, that there were more dangerous things beyond everything I knew that concerned my world."Does everyone... in the mafia know me?" I asked.Vito leaned back in his chair and nodded. "You've been the object of several conversations. But the Cosa Nostra protects you from everything. You're untouchable by people who intend to do bad things to you."I swallowed, staring blankly at the sponge cake on the table. "How come I just found out about this?"All I knew so far was that my father stayed away from my grandfather because he didn't agree with my parent's marriage and that my mother wasn't born rich. But now, another reality was more dangerous and nightmare-like."Everyone was intent on keeping everything from you because granpa thought you'd rebel and run away. Do more than your father.""Dad should have taken us away from the United States or Europe." I muttered, feeling pain in my chest."You can't run away from him. Your father realized
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He came to the front of my wetness. He looked up at me with his dark blue eyes, returning my gaze with searing passion. He closed the distance with my womanhood, dragging his tongue through my flesh from the entrance to the clitoris. My back arched. I leaned against the wall and moved towards him as I searched for more. He's already manipulating me right where he wants me, but as he lifts my legs higher and buries his face between my legs."Sebastian," I whined, placing my hand over his dark hair. The wet strands slide from my fingers as he fucks me with his tongue, running another hand up and over my stomach. He gripped my breasts, using that touch to force me back against the bathroom wall and pin me there. He devours me like he's starving, leaving my entrance to torture my clit with slow, firm circles that threaten to break me."Oh God,"Orgasm blinds me, flooding my world with a white color that washes over me. He pulled his face from my wetness, kissing me brutally as his hardn
A Touch of Madness 52 : Sebastian
Flashback. “Your blood is on my shirt, Fitz.” I rolled up my shirt sleeves, hiding the bloodstain in question. “That was the third attack.”He glared at me, his expression rebellious under the blood and bruises. He was tied to a chair, his arms and legs bound with rope. He was the only one of Killian Davenport's accomplices still conscious. The other two slumped in their chairs, their heads buzzing and their blood hitting the floor steadily, dripping and continuing to drip. Some of their limbs were bent at unnatural angles.“You talk too much.” Fitz spat out a mouthful of dark red liquid. Firtz Davenport. An ex-criminal with a mile-long rap sheet, steel balls, and a brain the size of a walnut-like his older brother.I smiled, then hit him again. His head jerked back, and an agonized groan filled the air. My bruised knuckles stung. This room was my private room, which was not clean. Far from my clean and cozy bedroom, there was copper, sweat, and the thick, irritating scent of fear. T
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