Delilah"Where are you taking me?" I asked.Sebastian grinned. I was always so trusting despite the things he put me through. After meeting my father, Sebastian asked me to go somewhere with him without telling me, and I hopped in the car with him without thinking twice about it."You ask me that now? Shouldn't you have asked me before getting in my car?" he countered."What would be the point? You would've kidnapped me anyway," I scoffed.Sebastian took my hand and kissed it. "You learn so quickly."I sigh in defeat. "Just tell me now," I said."Well...I'm taking you home with me so we can fuck like rabbits all day and night," he smirked.I was taken aback. "Uh...I...""I am only joking. We are going to do regular wedding stuff and pretend to be a normal couple. You know...cake tasting, picking out silverware, looking at a venue, things like that," Sebastian laughed.He stopped at a clothing store first, so I looked at him questioningly. "I thought we were doing wedding stuff?""I wa
SebastianI didn't speak to her the entire ride home. I don't know why I am so consumed with anger and jealousy. It wasn't Delilah's fault that the man hit on her. She is a beautiful woman, and it is natural for her to attract men.If anything, it was my fault for taking her to that sex club and dressing her in that dress that was barely there. I pranced her around like jail bait.And Andrew is right. I have no business being jealous when I let another woman touch me in front of Delilah.I still didn't apologize for that.But I was thinking with my heart and not my brain once again. All the logic went out the window, and here we are. Feeling regretful is pointless."You dragged me back here, and now what? You are going to punish me by forcing yourself on me just because someone dared to be nice to me?" Delilah said curtly."He wasn't just being nice to you. He wanted to fuck you," I avoided her gaze."Are you a child, Sebastian? How many more times are we going to do this? I thought y
DelilahI sit by the window after cleaning up some shelves at the store. I have been avoiding Sebastian's phone calls and text messages since storming off from his house, but I knew I couldn't avoid him forever.Sebastian knows where to find me. I am surprised he hasn't barged into my home or the bookstore already.Maybe he is trying to give me some space.Yeah right..."Where would you like me to put these, Miss Delilah?"I was startled when Charlie spoke behind me. He was holding a big box full of vintage magazines."Why don't you stack them over there? The shelf against the wall," I instructed. Charlie nodded.After Watson drove me home, I had to take a long bath to calm myself down. I was angry and horny and feeling all kinds of emotions. A hundred butterflies fluttered in my stomach. Damn that asshole.I tried to keep myself busy in an attempt to stop thinking about him.At the end of the day, I told Charlie to close the shop and headed outside.I stopped in my tracks as I saw Se
Delilah"Why do you look mad? I made it quick, just as I promised," Sebastian smirked on our way out."You did. But now I'm sore. Did you really have to be so rough?" I glare at him.Sebastian laughed. "I wanted to be quick. I'll be gentle next time," he cooed and tried to touch me between my legs, but I smacked his hand away."Don't touch me, asshole!" I barked.Sebastian put his hand up in surrender and then concentrated on his driving. He was driving to the office. He is taking me because he wants me to witness him busting my former lover. I bet it will be the most satisfying thing for him.I shifted uncomfortably. "I am an outsider. It doesn't seem too professional if I'm there.""You're not a random person. You are my future wife, so it's okay for you to be there. I want you there because I want you to see how much of a loser your lover is," Sebastian grinned.I frowned. "For the last time, he is not my lover. And god, you're being petty," I said."Call it what you want, but I do
SimonI walk inside the club and look for Olivia.I told my brother a tiny little fib. The part about going to the club was true, but the part where I said I was meeting friends wasn't true. I didn't have a large group of friends. The less I hung out with people, the better it was for my career.I wanted to go to the club for one reason only. To stalk my beloved Olivia, of course.I knew she would be there, dancing the night away like she always did on Friday nights.It was always at the same club. Once in a while, she'd visit other clubs, but it was guaranteed that she would be here on Friday nights, which made it easier for me to catch my little birdie.I didn't have to look too hard as I spotted her right in the middle of the dance floor, dancing with some tall, skinny, frat boy-looking jerk. Where does she find these idiots? I rolled my eyes and approached them.I don't approach her like the last time. I wanted to tread more carefully since the last time I had to go home with near
OliviaI sat down on the bed in a daze. I still couldn't make sense of last night.I can hardly remember anything.How did I get to this hotel suite? Who brought me here?What the hell happened last night?I vaguely remember seeing Sebastian at the club. Sebastian? Wait, no. It wasn't him. It turned out to be Simon, and then...I have no recollection of what happened after.I look down and gasp. I am not wearing my dress from last night. I was wearing a man's shirt. It smelled like sandalwood.Fuck...this isn't good.I quickly get dressed and head home. I was supposed to have lunch with my parents and my older brother Jonathan who is visiting us from England.I take a fast shower and get ready for lunch. My mother already thinks I'm a spoiled brat, so being late at lunch isn't ideal. I won't hear the end of it.And Jonathan, well, I missed him. I wanted to talk to him about Sebastian too.My big brother wraps his arms around me and pulls me into a big bear hug that puts a smile on my f
SimonI watch Olivia storm off with her brother in a rage.She has that look on her face. Like she is about to kill someone. The face of a jilted lover.I smile dubiously. Dear brother must've rejected her for the hundredth time. Why won't this silly little girl learn already? She wants what she can't have.I wait until she finishes arguing with her brother before storming inside the house. After that, it was my turn.Then I wait, and I wait some more until everyone goes to bed for the night.I fiddle with the latch until the window breaks open then I slip inside the house. I creep upstairs. I already know where her bedroom is, so it doesn't take me long to find it.Her door was open, so I walked inside effortlessly with a smug smile painted on my lips.She has her head buried inside a book, so she doesn't hear me come in. I hold back a chuckle as I read the title of her book."I'm sorry, 'Sexting with a Vampire?' Is that the kind of thing you like reading?"Olivia squeals loudly and
DelilahTwo weeks later,It is my wedding day.It is supposed to be the happiest day of my life. I had been dreaming about it since I was a little girl, but now it feels like a nightmare.Everything looks perfect. The venue is beautifully decorated. Sebastian insisted on paying for everything, which hurt my father's pride a little, but he was appreciative in the end.Sebastian spared no expense. The wedding hall had everything I had ever dreamed of having for my wedding. In addition, I got to buy the most beautiful dress I had ever seen, which Sebastian paid for as well.But I couldn't be happy no matter how much I tried. Dread filled my stomach. I wasn't about to marry him because we were in love. I was marrying him because he practically owned me. This is all wrong right from the beginning.I chose a lacy floor-length gown with an open back. I kept her hair down in loose waves and decorated it with white Lilies to match my dress.I wish I could be excited for this day, but I was ter