Elena.There were at least a dozen different kinds of sex.Sebastian had unlocked a deeper, darker side of me. A part that wouldn't even my imagination had never been able to conjure.And now, I had no way to put it back.It was terrifying, yet liberating. The greatest kind of high I would ever have.Greater than when I pursued my dreams by dropping out of school, greater than bungee jumping, greater than the rush I felt when I finally stood up to my father and Evangeline. And greater than all the times I had ever been with James.The morning sun filtered through the windows, casting shadows across the silk sheets and on Sebastian's face. The weight of his arm around me reminded me of everything we did last night.A release. I couldn't stop myself from stretching my hand forward and removing the tendrils of hair from his face, tracing the lines and his stubble."Earth to Elena." Sebastian snapped his finger in front of my face. "You there? Or you just love touching my face while star
Elena.The textbook version of stupidity was believing something can suddenly change without doing any work.I fidgeted with the helm of my shirt, a nervous habit I developed recently.My version of stupidity was thinking I would be able to talk to Jaden and Charlotte about the little situation with Jaden's dad without the said dad.I blamed my hormones and the raging lunatic Ryan. If he wasn't so involved in creating even more traumas for me, then I never would have cared about doing anything with Sebastain.Literally.Sebastian and I weren't the ideal couples. I had a huge trauma I wanted to keep buried, while Sebastian kept his whole trauma open yet closed if I asked. He made great, uncomfortable sex an option, and now that I got it, I would never be able to let it go.My body was literally screaming at me to make up for all the orgasms I lost during my years of celibacy, and even when I was with James.I tried to ignore the persistent buzz beneath my skin as Jaden stared at me whi
Elena."They'll be back soon." I glanced around my stepmother's office, my anxiety a tight knot in my chest. "We should leave."We already had what we came here for. Four hundred thousand dollars in cash, which Evangeline had kept in her secret safe. It was more than enough to start a new life and a family with.Cracking Evangeline's safe wasn't rocket science. She used the date she got married to her one true love, my father.Even thinking about it made me want to let go of my lunch all over the floor.That was if I wasn't carried out of the mansion in cuffs first. "Hold on. I almost... got it." James grunted as he pried open the custom-made lock of a small metal box attached to the safe's exterior. It served as a second layer of security for Evangeline's most prized possession: an antique family heirloom, a diamond ring worth millions of dollars I was sure she planned to give to Elliot once he was ready to get married.I already regretted telling James about the ring. I should hav
Elena.He came at the exact time Ari had given to him. Ten fifteen on the dot on a Tuesday morning at a coffee shop close to the Eiffel Tower."Elena."He was here. In Paris. Standing a few feet away from me and looking unexceptionally calm."We were supposed to talk on the day of the wedding. You refused to talk." He stuffed his hand into his pockets and rocked back on his heels. His pants were more faded than he typically liked, but that was the only thing different. He had on a well ironed shirt and had styled his hair in his usual pattern.He was the same Elliot. Handsome, charming, manipulative, and once held a caring streak for me.Some people were capable of change, but Elliot wasn't one of them. He was as set in his ways as concrete.If he had agreed to this meeting, then he wanted something.I just hoped it would be something I could give."Elena Blythe. I never thought I would see the day where you would agree to meet me again." His chuckle set off dozen alarm bells in my
ElenaMy knees weakened with relief. I never thought the day would come when I would be excited to hear that voice welcome me, but in that moment, I would build an altar and worship him for the rest of my days.I looked over Elliot's shoulder, oxygen creeping into my lungs at the sight of Sebastian's tousled hair, and lean powerful frame."Sebastian." I breathe out the name like it was my salvation.In a way, it was.Elliot's eyes sharpened before he dropped his hand and turned, giving Sebastian a polite nod that he didn't reciprocate. "Well, I didn't know I would get to see the inlaw today. Thank you for letting me see my sister." Then he turned back to me. "Remember Elena."I waited until he was out of the cafe before I slumped against the chair, my heart racing, and my breakfast threatening to make a reappearance.Sebastian crossed the distance between us and grabbed my hand. His eyes swept across my face, concern etching tiny grooves in his brows. "You look like you are about to t
Sebastian.If Elena knew how addicted I was to her, she didn't say. To her taste, her smell, the breathy moans she released everything she had an orgasm, and the way her pussy clamped around my cock like it was made for me.I wanted her every single time. I couldn't remember the last time I had been this ravenous over a woman. Even Rachel couldn't bring out such a side in me, no matter how she tried.Meeting up with Charles, Kevin, and Vanessa in a bar at the outskirts of Paris was not how I imagined spending the time after I fucked Elena."Are you going to spend all your time with your wife?" Vanessa teased the moment she saw me. "She's a pretty little thing. If she was mine, I would spend all my time just fucking her...."Kevin had no opportunity to finish that statement. He received a punch on his jaw before I took my seat at the other end of the room.Charles laughed. "Well. Never talk about his wife again, Kevin, or you might have a crooked nose before the end of this year."I
Elena.If there was one thing I learnt from the honeymoon trip with Sebastian, it was never to expect Sebastian to reveal his plans to you.I heard he was in the estate for the first time in two weeks after we returned from our honeymoon from Jaden. Apparently, he was going over his schedule for the rest of the month with Ari."There's my wife. Stalking people already." Sebastian's lazy drawl drifted into my ears.I looked up to find him leaning close to the kitchen counter, arms folded over his chest. There was no way to know what he truly felt from looking at his face, a blank piece of canvas.But that didn't stop me from noting the faint trace of a sly grin dimpling his cheeks. His eyes lit up in amusement as he lazily used his eyes to undress me.A strange sort of relief washed through me. I hadn't even thought I was that interested to know the wellbeing of Sebastian until this very moment."This is a kitchen for anyone in this estate to use. I would hardly call it stalking." I sa
Elena.The thing about compromising....was that I was always one to compromise when I felt threatened.Sebastian swirled the neat scotch in his tumbler, complete focus on the blond haired lady sitting opposite us. To be truthful, she had the attention of almost all the men in this particular table.Sebastian was sensible when it came to a lot of things, his cars, his clothes, and his career - but he was downright rabid when he felt like he had been crossed.With the way he ignored me since we came out of the car, save the few interactions with members of the public. He kept me like a lady kept a bag. Ornamental.The compromise was to forget about all that he thought he knew, and we should focus on our ends of the deal we made."Daddy wouldn't like that. He spent a whole lot on that particular painting." The blond lady's voice reverberated over my ears like the sound of a pesky fly.I didn't like her. I had doubts I ever would."True." Sebastian's friend, Kevin, said. He tossed back a