It had rained the whole day. Abigail had hoped the rain would stop soon so she could go to the beach together with Sebastine, it had been one of her dreams to visit one of New York's Beaches. The rain stopped when it was almost dusk and Sebastiam informed her to get ready for the beach outing. She wondered if it was still possible since it had rained but she pushed the negative thoughts away. Sebastine had proven to be a man who could do anything,So she had to believe him.
Abigail's eyes sparkled as she got ready donning a bright yellow sundress and her hair in beachy waves. While in the car, Abigial had huge smiles as she thought of different events she could do. But Abigail's excitement quickly turned to confusion and disappointment as they arrived at the movie theater,
"Sebastian, I thought we were going to the beach?" she asked, trying to hide her dismay.
Sebastian barely acknowledged her question, his eyes fixed on the ticket counter. "We're seeing a movie, Abigail. Let's go."
" You promised a beach outing. Why didn't you keep to your promise?"
" I made a promise to wear whatever you chose and I did wear it." He defended.
" You should have told me. Now I look ridiculous on this." She made a sad face which made her look funny and you could tell from Sebastine 's face that he was enjoying the moment.
" You're not the only one. Let's get our ticket now ."
Abigail felt a pang of frustration as Sebastian bought their tickets and led her to their seats. To make matters worse, a Young beautiful and stunning lady, was sitting beside them, flashing a warm smile at Sebastian. Abigail's heart sank as Sebastian chose to sit close to the lady leaving Abigail on the other side.
As the movie began, Abigail couldn't shake off the feeling of jealousy that had crept in. why was Sebastine being so friendly with the lady? Was she the same lady that kissed him the previous night? She tried to focus on the movie, but her attention kept drifting back to Sebastian and the lady.
After some minutes of trying to control her jealoussy which didn't work, Abigial got up in a fuss. " I'm leaving."
Without looking at her, Sebastine said casually, " Safe trip, Wifey."
Abigail nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Won't you come with me?"
" The movie isn't over and Olivia here need some company." He winked at her.
She left irritated by his actions. It was their honeymoon and he kept on flirting with different ladies. Abigail walked away sadly breaking down in tears just at the lobby.The day which started with so much fun and romance had turned into a disappointing and awkward experience. Abigail couldn't help but wonder if Sebastian truly cared about her feelings at all or if he was doing everything to hurt her more.
She sat outside the theatre, shivering. The outfit she wore barely covered her. She looked behind her hoping to see Sebastine come after her to take her home but he wasn't in sight. She got up with the Only option of going back to the hotel . Luckily it hasn't been a long drive so she decided to take a walk back to the hotel. She had no money and Sebastian won't take her home. She started the cold journey on foot, shivering all through the 10 minutes walk.
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As Olivia watched Abigail leave she couldn't help but feel very anxious sitting with Sebastine. Her eyes darted around the dimly lit room, her mind racing with worst-case scenarios as she paid no attention to the movie. She regretted coming to the cenima She was trapped, alone with Sebastian, a man notorious for his merciless tactics. His piercing gaze seemed to bore into her soul, making her skin crawl. Yet, she mustered the courage to speak, her voice trembling.
"Don't you want to check on your girlfriend?"she stammered, her heart racing like a jackhammer.
"She's my wife. Got married fews days ago."Sebastian's expression remained icy, his eyes glinting with a sinister intensity. Olivia's fear spiked, but she refused to back down, she didn't want anything bad to happen to the young lady.
"Aren't you going to go after your wife? Something might happen to her," she pressed, her voice laced with worry.
Sebastian's expression remained resolute, his jaw clenched in determination. "She'll be fine, Olivia. I've taken care of it," he said, his tone dismissive.
Olivia's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with worst-case scenarios. She knew Sebastian's nonchalance was a facade, a mask to conceal his true feelings. But she couldn't shake off the feeling that she was making a grave mistake asking him questions.
Sebastian sat there for a few minutes, his silence deafening. Then, without a word, he turned and walked away, leaving Olivia feeling anxious and worried.
"Is Abigail fine?" He asked as soon as he got to a safe distance where Olivia couldn't hear his conversation.
"Yes… I saw her enter the hotel room. Besides that, I have bad news." The receiver answered.
" Spill!" Sebastine ordered.
" You know your alliance with Sophia was fixed to maintain the partnership between her Dad's company and yours." Bruce started, maintaining a whisper.
"I know that Bruce and you have to work that right for me. It's not my job.You know what transpired and what led to my marriage with Abigail?" Sebastine asked in defense.
"Sophia is a proud girl, she won't have accepted your offer. The only option is to talk to your grandpa, he might help."
" I will talk to him by tommorow." He ended the call and walked towards his red Lamborghini.
Getting married was never his plan and that was why he had seeked for a contract marriage,something Sophia wasn't going to agree on. Luckily, Abigail had rushed to him for help. Taking advantage of her desperation, he had asked her to be his contracted wife.
It was bad but he didn't feel guilty about it .
Sebastian stormed into the hotel room, his eyes scanning the space until they landed on Abigail. She sat on the bed, her face buried in a book, her hand moving furiously as she drew something. He peeped closer and found her drawing something he didn't care to know. He sneered, his lip curling in disdain as he called out to her in a mocking tone, "Hey, Four Eyes!"But Abigail didn't flinch, didn't even acknowledge his presence. Sebastian's anger simmered, his patience wearing thin. He strode over to her, his long legs closing the distance in a few swift strides. With a sudden movement, he grabbed her neck, his fingers closing around her throat like a vice pulling her from the bed. Abigail's eyes widened in fear, her pencil dropping to the floor as she struggled to breathe."Sebastine… let me go." She struggled almost choking on the last word.Just as abruptly as he got her, Sebastian released his grip, and Abigail gasped for air. He tossed a box onto the bed, the contents spilling out
Abigail's eyes welled up with tears as she watched Sebastian in the arms of a lady. She couldn't see her face well but she knew this lady wasn't either of the ladies she had seen Sebastine with. Why was Sebastine such a player?Just as she thought she'd collapse from the weight of her emotions, a gentle voice interrupted her despair. "Please, take this," a handsome stranger said, offering a crisp white handkerchief.Abigail's gaze met his, and for a moment, she forgot her sorrow and admired the handsome man.He was stunning, with chiselled features, piercing blue eyes, and a strong jawline that seemed carved by the gods. His dark hair was perfectly messy, and his smile could charm the stars from the sky.But Abigail's pain was too raw, her pride too wounded. She shook her head, refusing the handkerchief, and tried to walk away. However, the stranger's grip on her arm was firm but gentle, stopping her in her tracks. It felt like healing to her hurt soul."Have a drink with me," he sugg
The stranger's eyes blazed with hatred as he watched Sebastian carry Abigail away, his gaze burning with a fierce intensity. For a moment, he seemed frozen in place, his fists clenched at his sides. Someone rushed to his aid, helping him to his feet, but he shook off the huge looking man's hands with a violent motion. "I don't need your help, Ryder." he snarled, his voice low and menacing.The crowd gasped, cameras clicked, and flashbulbs popped as the stranger turned to leave. His long strides devoured the distance, his eyes fixed on some point ahead, his heart seething with a burning rage.The stranger's face was etched in anger as he got to his feet heading for the exit in a leap since Sebastine had made his bones weak.As he was leaving there were constant flashing of cameras and murmuring but He just kept walking, his eyes fixed on some point ahead, his heart seething with a burning rage as different thoughts filled his mind. Thoughts of revenge.Ryder followed behind, giving st
Sebastian stormed into their room, his anger and frustration boiling over as he carried Abigail's limp form in his arms. He flung her onto the bed, her body bouncing on the mattress with a soft thud. Abigail's eyes were glazed, her mouth slack, and her words slurred as she mumbled incoherent curses under her breath."Damn you, Sebastian!""You're going to pay for this, Abigail," Sebastian growled, his voice low and menacing. "You're going to regret the day you ever crossed me."But Abigail didn't respond, her eyes rolling aimlessly as she continued to mutter incoherent insults. Sebastian's face twisted in rage, his hands clenched into fists as he loomed over her, his anger and hurt boiling over."You're drunk, Abigail," he spat, his voice dripping with disgust. "You're so drunk you can't even defend yourself. Pathetic."Abigail's only response was a weak, incoherent mumble, her words lost in a haze of alcohol and despair. Sebastian's eyes blazed with fury, his heart seething with a to
Abigail's eyes fluttered open, her gaze blurry and unfocused. She was met with an unfamiliar ceiling, and her mind raced to remember how she got there. As she turned her head, her gaze fell on Sebastian, his arms wrapped around her, holding her close. She was cuddled into his chest, her face inches from his.Her eyes widened as memories of the previous night flooded back - the drinks, the stranger, Sebastine's anger. Abigail's cheeks flushed with shame and embarrassment. She tried to move away, but Sebastian's arms held her firm, his grip gentle but unyielding.As she lay there, trapped in his embrace, Abigail couldn't help but admire the man who held her. His strong jawline, his chiselled features, and his piercing eyes, now closed in sleep, all captivated her. His lips, so close to hers, tempted her to touch them, to taste the softness she knew they held. As she looked at me, memories of the kiss under the rain flowed in her mind, she blushed at the thoughts but looking at Sebastine
The helicopter's rotors whirred to life, lifting them into the sky as Abigail's thoughts swirled with confusion and worry. She gazed out the window, her eyes fixed on the receding landscape, her face a mask of sadness gradually comparing it with the way they arrived.Sebastian's instructions had been curt and mysterious - "Wear the ring, Abigail. Never remove it." No explanation, no destination, just a sudden departure. The uncertainty gnawed at her, making her feel like a pawn in a game she didn't understand.As the helicopter soared through the clouds, Abigail mustered her courage and turned to Sebastian, her voice barely above a whisper. "Where are we going, Sebastian?"Sebastian's gaze remained fixed on the horizon, his jaw set in a firm line. "You'll know when we arrive," he replied, his voice firm but unyielding. He was back to his usual self, the self Abigail hated so much.Abigail's eyes narrowed, frustration and fear simmering beneath the surface. "Why won't you tell me?" she
" I have enough pretty dresses that Sebastine bought, please don't make me get another one." Abigail pleaded but from the stern and determined look on Jessica's face Abigail knew she didn't stand a chance." Okay Fine…just because you insist." Abigail heaved finally, she had to because that was the only way to let Jessica out of the room. Sebastine came to the room after Jessica had left," You looked flushed. I know how Jessica can he but don't worry we would be out of here in no time."" I would choose her a thousand times to you." Abigail had thought of saying but she dared not say those words to his face." Go with Jessica but don't drain your energy trying to try out all the dresses there. I don't want a tired wife coming home to me." His voice was low and venous, For some weird reasons ,she had felt it was romantic to hear him say those words.He started undressing starting from his Jacket and Abigail looked away immediately." You know we are married." He said to her and she
" You look really beautiful, Abigail. Sebastine won't be able to take his eyes off you." Jessica complimented." Thank you," Abigail muttered sweetly as she looked around the room searching for Sebastine."You're looking for Sebastine right?" She asked with a gleam on her face. It made Abigail's face turn red in embarrassment," Will you keep smiling like that?" Jessica asked.The smile disappeared instantly as it had appeared, She looked across the room and found Sebastine. They walked together to the car and entered."Will you stop smiling like that?" He glared at her.The smile faded immediately as she muttered under her breath, making bit difficult for him to hear her, "what a knuckle cracker ."" What did you say?" He asked."Nothing." She muttered.He took a death glance at her before resuming his gaze on the steering." When we go there, make sure you behave." He instructed after some time." Yes…""And don't let anyone know the truth of how we actually met. Remember what I t
Williams Harrison sat in the air conditioned office, quite spacious to serve as a living room for a family of Four. His legs were crossed on the desk as he stared at his phone and smiled broadly.The door opened and Ryder, William's assistant and personal bodyguard entered the office," You sent for me , Williams."" Isn't she beautiful, Ryder?" Williams asked as he turned the phone screen towards Ryder's direction. Rydar took a glance at it and frowned immediately. Williams returned his face to the phone." That is the same lady from the party in New York." He grunted." You're right, Ryder. It was surely love at first sight." He confessed." Don't you think you should stop this growing feelings for her. She's a married woman, married to the most fearful person here in Los Angeles." Ryder advised but with a harsh tone." You are my assistant , Ryder. Stay within those limits."Ryder rolled his eyeballs in frustration, his face showed worry and of course he was supposed to feel worr
Abigial woke up the next morning, her head hurting from the cries of the previous night. She had cried herself to sleep and Sebastine had not made an effort to comfort her. It hurt her so much that he didn't care but what had she expected from a forced marriage. The better she got used to Sebastine not loving her, the stronger she stayed.She looked around the room and this wasn't the same room she had slept with Sebastine back in his Grandfather's home, Alarmed that she might have been abducted and taken captive in a beautiful Mansion, she raced to the door and met Sebastine carrying a tray.She almost bumped into him , Abigial sighed a relief when she saw Sebastine, she had never felt so better. She wanted to hug him but the tray stopped her.She took a quick glance and discovered it was breakfast tray, before she could ask him why he was holding it. He asked quickly," What's wrong, Four eyes? You almost ruined 4 fours of hard work." He glared at her." Sorry…" She mubbled, " I t
" You look really beautiful, Abigail. Sebastine won't be able to take his eyes off you." Jessica complimented." Thank you," Abigail muttered sweetly as she looked around the room searching for Sebastine."You're looking for Sebastine right?" She asked with a gleam on her face. It made Abigail's face turn red in embarrassment," Will you keep smiling like that?" Jessica asked.The smile disappeared instantly as it had appeared, She looked across the room and found Sebastine. They walked together to the car and entered."Will you stop smiling like that?" He glared at her.The smile faded immediately as she muttered under her breath, making bit difficult for him to hear her, "what a knuckle cracker ."" What did you say?" He asked."Nothing." She muttered.He took a death glance at her before resuming his gaze on the steering." When we go there, make sure you behave." He instructed after some time." Yes…""And don't let anyone know the truth of how we actually met. Remember what I t
" I have enough pretty dresses that Sebastine bought, please don't make me get another one." Abigail pleaded but from the stern and determined look on Jessica's face Abigail knew she didn't stand a chance." Okay Fine…just because you insist." Abigail heaved finally, she had to because that was the only way to let Jessica out of the room. Sebastine came to the room after Jessica had left," You looked flushed. I know how Jessica can he but don't worry we would be out of here in no time."" I would choose her a thousand times to you." Abigail had thought of saying but she dared not say those words to his face." Go with Jessica but don't drain your energy trying to try out all the dresses there. I don't want a tired wife coming home to me." His voice was low and venous, For some weird reasons ,she had felt it was romantic to hear him say those words.He started undressing starting from his Jacket and Abigail looked away immediately." You know we are married." He said to her and she
The helicopter's rotors whirred to life, lifting them into the sky as Abigail's thoughts swirled with confusion and worry. She gazed out the window, her eyes fixed on the receding landscape, her face a mask of sadness gradually comparing it with the way they arrived.Sebastian's instructions had been curt and mysterious - "Wear the ring, Abigail. Never remove it." No explanation, no destination, just a sudden departure. The uncertainty gnawed at her, making her feel like a pawn in a game she didn't understand.As the helicopter soared through the clouds, Abigail mustered her courage and turned to Sebastian, her voice barely above a whisper. "Where are we going, Sebastian?"Sebastian's gaze remained fixed on the horizon, his jaw set in a firm line. "You'll know when we arrive," he replied, his voice firm but unyielding. He was back to his usual self, the self Abigail hated so much.Abigail's eyes narrowed, frustration and fear simmering beneath the surface. "Why won't you tell me?" she
Abigail's eyes fluttered open, her gaze blurry and unfocused. She was met with an unfamiliar ceiling, and her mind raced to remember how she got there. As she turned her head, her gaze fell on Sebastian, his arms wrapped around her, holding her close. She was cuddled into his chest, her face inches from his.Her eyes widened as memories of the previous night flooded back - the drinks, the stranger, Sebastine's anger. Abigail's cheeks flushed with shame and embarrassment. She tried to move away, but Sebastian's arms held her firm, his grip gentle but unyielding.As she lay there, trapped in his embrace, Abigail couldn't help but admire the man who held her. His strong jawline, his chiselled features, and his piercing eyes, now closed in sleep, all captivated her. His lips, so close to hers, tempted her to touch them, to taste the softness she knew they held. As she looked at me, memories of the kiss under the rain flowed in her mind, she blushed at the thoughts but looking at Sebastine
Sebastian stormed into their room, his anger and frustration boiling over as he carried Abigail's limp form in his arms. He flung her onto the bed, her body bouncing on the mattress with a soft thud. Abigail's eyes were glazed, her mouth slack, and her words slurred as she mumbled incoherent curses under her breath."Damn you, Sebastian!""You're going to pay for this, Abigail," Sebastian growled, his voice low and menacing. "You're going to regret the day you ever crossed me."But Abigail didn't respond, her eyes rolling aimlessly as she continued to mutter incoherent insults. Sebastian's face twisted in rage, his hands clenched into fists as he loomed over her, his anger and hurt boiling over."You're drunk, Abigail," he spat, his voice dripping with disgust. "You're so drunk you can't even defend yourself. Pathetic."Abigail's only response was a weak, incoherent mumble, her words lost in a haze of alcohol and despair. Sebastian's eyes blazed with fury, his heart seething with a to
The stranger's eyes blazed with hatred as he watched Sebastian carry Abigail away, his gaze burning with a fierce intensity. For a moment, he seemed frozen in place, his fists clenched at his sides. Someone rushed to his aid, helping him to his feet, but he shook off the huge looking man's hands with a violent motion. "I don't need your help, Ryder." he snarled, his voice low and menacing.The crowd gasped, cameras clicked, and flashbulbs popped as the stranger turned to leave. His long strides devoured the distance, his eyes fixed on some point ahead, his heart seething with a burning rage.The stranger's face was etched in anger as he got to his feet heading for the exit in a leap since Sebastine had made his bones weak.As he was leaving there were constant flashing of cameras and murmuring but He just kept walking, his eyes fixed on some point ahead, his heart seething with a burning rage as different thoughts filled his mind. Thoughts of revenge.Ryder followed behind, giving st
Abigail's eyes welled up with tears as she watched Sebastian in the arms of a lady. She couldn't see her face well but she knew this lady wasn't either of the ladies she had seen Sebastine with. Why was Sebastine such a player?Just as she thought she'd collapse from the weight of her emotions, a gentle voice interrupted her despair. "Please, take this," a handsome stranger said, offering a crisp white handkerchief.Abigail's gaze met his, and for a moment, she forgot her sorrow and admired the handsome man.He was stunning, with chiselled features, piercing blue eyes, and a strong jawline that seemed carved by the gods. His dark hair was perfectly messy, and his smile could charm the stars from the sky.But Abigail's pain was too raw, her pride too wounded. She shook her head, refusing the handkerchief, and tried to walk away. However, the stranger's grip on her arm was firm but gentle, stopping her in her tracks. It felt like healing to her hurt soul."Have a drink with me," he sugg