If impatience had a face, it would look exactly like Sebastian’s. His eyes went wide, like a child whose favourite toy has been snatched away.
But I did cockblock him, which I was not feeling guilty about at the moment.
“Ask me,” He drawled.
I shook myself mentally, clearing the lusty fog to get the answers to the questions that have been eating my mind since this evening.
“What’s the deal with you and Svetlana?”
Getting no response, I decided to continue.
“I get it. You guys are over. Then why is she here and also claiming that you are her boyfriend?” There I asked for it.
Real smooth Tina.
“She said I was her ‘Date’ Christina, not a boyfriend.”
"Just answer the question, Sebastian.” I glared.
“She is my past, I don't have anything to do with her, Christin
Don’t we all hate nightmares? They not only terrify us but also snatch away our zeal to survive. Like everyone, I also hate nightmares. I am not afraid of ghosts, supernatural beings, etc. What I dreaded the most were my early childhood memories spent in the arms of a man whom I detest to label as my father. My childhood happy memories were the ones that always get foggy under the layer of trauma this man has given my family. I guess people don’t lie when they say you remember traumatic memories more vividly than the happy ones. I haven’t seen this man in fifteen years, nor ever planned to cause this was what I was afraid of, facing him again. Letting him imbalance my family’s equilibrium, I hate those hazel eyes of his. They were remarkably bottomless, filled with infidelity and betrayal. I hate his genetics for giving me this colour. If I could only change the colour
They say crying was for the weak. It makes you feel vulnerable. Well, you know what? I call it bullshit. For the very first time in my life, I didn’t feel weak or vulnerable by crying in front of someone, instead; I felt serene, letting the pain out from within. I don’t know how much time has passed and how long we have been standing in each other’s arm here, but that was not significant, what mattered more was all this time Sebastian was holding me, caressing my back and speaking sweet nothings in my ear while I was crying my heart’s content out and ruining his expensive shirt through my tears. Tears? Those are damn Niagara falls or something, girl. Hesitantly, I raised my face and looked at Sebastian. He was stari
Sebastian has unknowingly let himself in through my tough exterior. And the truth was, even though I was afraid of getting close with him, there was still a part of me that trusted this man. I know it may sound crazy. After all, a girl like me who got trust issues bigger than the Burj Khalifa was here contemplating sharing the darkest part of her life with someone whom she knows only for about two days at max. I took a deep breath, calming my nerves in his embrace and preparing myself to share my pain with him. “Judging from tonight, you obviously know who Nicolas Jackson is. That man may appear a sheer perfection to the eyes of the public, but he is way far from that.” I disclosed, holding Sebastian’s hand. His touch was giving me an odd sense of comfort, and after tonight’s rollercoaster, I was grateful for that. “And if you won’t mind, may I ask why?” Sebastian questioned.“Of course, you c
Last night Sebastian took us to his hotel where he kept his promise about making the night unforgettable. My body was becoming very addicted to him and the sex. "At least it was phenomenal, while it lasted," I pouted. Phenomenal indeed. The water from the shower was starting to pour cold so it was time to exit. From the rack, Sebastian took a towel and gave it to me and I wrapped it up around my body. Sebastian took a towel for himself as well and then we exited the bathroom together. Honestly, Sebastian looked absolutely delicious with his athletic lean and fit chiseled body draped in a white towel. He looked so handsome with his hair wet and down. Shit! I was feeling hungry, and no not for food. Ah, what a waste of a piece of cloth. As we came to the bedroom, my stomach growled. Sebastian told me to
Sebastian drove us in his car through the sunny sky and buzzing streets of New York to my hotel and thanks to him I made it there before noon. At least now I don’t have to confront mom at the moment regarding my absence. Sebastian parked the car in the parking lot and took out the key making the engine go dead. I guess this is it. Time to part ourselves from each other. I should be thankful that I got to see this man again, got held in his arms again and spent another night in his embrace. Then why does my heart feel the absence? Why am I being so dreadful at this moment? It’s not like he was mine or I was his in the first place, then why there is conflict rooting in my heart. I had all these unanswered questions running wildly through my head, making myself storm by my thoughts. “Do you have to go?” Sebastian’s voice pierced through my thoughts making me aware of the arrival of the moment th
As I was hoping towards my room, I was in a state of conflict regarding with whom should I deal first, Mom or Jessica? Jessica was easy but inquisitive, she would ask me too many questions regarding Sebastian and mom, well mom being a mom of course she would ask me questions too but at least they're not going to be about Sebastian. I don't want to deal with this Sebastian withdrawal issue for now. Alright, time to decide. "How are you feeling Christina? Are you still sick?" My mother hugged me the moment I entered her room. I am not kidding but It's actually quite rare for Rebecca Kingston to shower care and affection so openly for her second daughter. "Now that you finally hugged me, I am feeling all better Mom?" I was actually not due to what happened with Sebastian a moment ago, but since I can't speak the truth with her, I decided to go for the tight hug instead. My
The smell of blossoms weaved its way through the Boston air making me realise that finally, I have landed in my motherland. I bid goodbye to Mom and Jessica and went to my apartment. Ah, finally I reached my very own bubble of happiness. Feeling hungry I decided to order food but then saw a message from Tiffany. Tiffany: Reached well? Christina: Yep just entered the apartment a while ago? Tiffany: You must be so tired now. Christina: And hungry. Tiffany: I will bring food for you. Christina: You are an angel you know. Tiffany: Lol, be there in thirty minutes. Christina: See ya! I washed up and went to the living room. Feeling a lot fresher now I went to my living room and started watching some mindless tv program to kill time.
They say talking makes you feel better, it lightens up your heart as you finally share your problems, secrets or grief with somebody you trust. I did the same with Tiffany. Poured my heart out thinking it would somehow make me feel better. A little less guilt maybe. But no that was not the case here. The more I was spilling the details out, I realised how I handled things ungratefully and immaturely. "Well, what would you have done if you were in my place?" "Uhm probably let him give me another set of earth-shattering orgasms" My best friend offered. She would have really, I had no doubt in that. "You can't be serious Tina! Why would you let go of a man like Sebastian?" Tiffany hollered. "Well, my dear best friend did you forget we also live continents apart duh! Like why would you even start something that doesn't even have a finish line
“Now that I am finally out of the hospital and Dad, as well as the nurses, are also here, why don’t you and Sebastian go out to spend some quality time? Do some sightseeing as well. Have you ever been to London before?” Olivia asked, to which I shook my head in response. “Then it’s decided. I will talk to Sebastian to take you out and show you around.” And that’s how my sightseeing in London began. I was mesmerized by watching the most famous The Tower Bridge. I was taken aback by it's magnanimous presence. The historical highlight was now live and real in front of my eyes. Sebastian and I took so many photos with the London highlights in the background. And then we visited the London eye, The most famous and giant ferris wheel. It offered us an exceptional view of the city. My time in London with my beloved one was the experience of a lifetime th
It was like a punch to our gut. I couldn’t imagine the pain and distress Olivia and her family was going through. I was praying to God to let some miracle happen and both the baby and the mother be safe. Looking at our shock filled faces the doctor continued. “This complication is not rare and we have handled such kinds of cases before. You don’t have anything to worry about Ms Anderson.” I saw a wave of relief passing through the faces of Steve and Sebastian like they saw a ray of hope. “Please Doctor, you have to save both my sister and the baby. I am pleading you.” Sebastian whispered, anxiously. He was running his hand in his hair, clutching them to get some sort of control. “We will do our best Mr Anderson” The doctor spoke and went ahead to the operation theatre. Not after a few minutes long and we saw the nurses shifting Olivia in a
Sebastian left me on the kitchen top in a very compromised state. Well, I don't blame him though. I hope Olivia is alright. While he went ahead and picked up the incoming call I slid down myself from the kitchen counter, looking at the half-cooked veggies. They didn't look that much appetising now. Well, my appetite has already vanished into the thin air so I can kiss that sandwich goodbye. Maybe I will cook for him some other time. I marched into the bathroom to clean myself up so that Sebastian could have some privacy. I could hear his agitated tone but couldn't decipher the words he was speaking to the other person. It was evident that the sensual mood that we shared before has been evaporated now into the thin air. Although I was curious to know why did Olivia called him during this moment, I still decided to respect Sebastian's privacy. He would tell me about the m
Sebastian made me realise why I loved his body so much. After our sizzling round, three of the sex marathon somewhere in between both of us did feel hungry and yes this time for food. Sebastian has made breakfast for me before when I was at his place in New York so this time I wanted to return the favour. I may not be that great at cooking but still, I could arrange a sandwich for sure. It was already very late in the morning. While I remained busy preparing the stuffing for the chicken sandwich, Sebastian was sitting in the living room scrolling through the news channels. This felt kind of domestic and for the first time I stepped into this city I was not feeling anxious or worried about work, maintenance of this apartment and my lack of social life. But I was happy. I was immensely content with being with him. Fulfilling my raunchy dreams in rea
That night I forgot to count the number of times this man had given me those fabulous orgasms. My body was getting used to having him around like it's something very natural part of my being. Getting united with him and his chiselled body after a month of tulmutious torture was the catalyst for igniting our passion. I wanted to react differently this time. Instead of running away from him like I always do, this time I let my heart rule over my body. And I was never been happier regarding my decision. It felt like I was floating with ecstasy after learning that this man also has the same feelings for me as I have for him. My eyes almost teared up thinking about his confession a few minutes before. Our feelings were not limited to the attraction between our bodies, it has turned into something much deeper and beautiful. It made me feel beautiful. Both of u
"I want to fuck that delicious body of yours, Christina, I want you to scream my name with pleasure." Sebastian announced with his predatory gaze. "You sound so filthy and so hot at the same time!" I exclaimed. I mean what else did I expect? Roses and sweet nothings? No thanks. "Would you let me?" He asked impatiently. Even though I was enjoying teasing him, there was a part of me that wanted to take this man out of misery. Sebastian's question raised the precious memories of having our body interwined with each other I won't admit it aloud but I was enjoying seeing him agitated due to the torment. "Yes" I confessed and without any limitation, started kissing him passionately. With a jolt Sebastian took away the piece of towel from my body, leaving me squirming absolutely naked i
Sebastian was the last person I expected to see at that moment. Both of us were utterly shocked to see each other in such a state. I was surprised and contemplating how he managed to get my address and maybe he was surprised by seeing me greeting him in a bath towel. But I guess he got out of the shock a little sooner than me. Before I could react further I felt his hand drawing me closer to him and in an instant, his lips were slammed on mine. I willingly let him kiss me and I kissed him back. Without breaking the kiss Sebastian lifted me up from the floor and held me from my waist. I eagerly let my body feel his warmth and embrace. I was kissing this man after a month. My body was reacting to his touch in every way I have always imagined. As his hands started to reach inside the hem of the towel I felt my body jerk with awareness of what was happening at this moment.
Svetlana's voice kept echoing in my ears back to back. For a moment it felt like my surroundings had turned into pin drop silence and only her voice could be heard. To me, the sound of her laughter felt like that irritating viral laugh audio you have heard on social media, annoying and full of cringe. It seemed as if she was laughing at me like I was some kind of dumb joke. It felt like my world stood still for a second. The information was too much for me to process at that moment. I was getting fired for something that I didn't even commit. Is this what you call 'justice'? Wasn't it innocent till proven guilty? Then why was I labelled as a culprit here? Why are they ignoring my side of the story? So many questions were emerging in my head. I could feel an oncoming headache and the intense throbbing made it feel like my head was going to burst at any second. "She is not getting fired, Svetlana," Braden sho
The following days after the meeting with Sebastian aka the chief executive officer has been one hell of a ride of a giant roller coaster throughout the week. I have been working non-stop during these days in promoting the Hotel for its one monthly anniversary celebration. Work was pretty hectic throughout the week would be an understatement. This whole crucial work was dropped in the laps of us, interns. Seven of us interns were handling this project under the guidance of Louisa and Braden. Mila and I were from our marketing department while Amy, Shawn and Sophia joined us from the IT department. Carl and Summer were from the finance department.