Sebastain Point of viewI got an unsettling feeling while I stormed up the stairs—a headache followed by sweats that trickled down beneath my chest . Sighing hard, I understood every word that was meant to be said.I glanced down. I could see the uneasiness so hard in my groin. I had a stiff member; my entire body was on a different plane.I took off my top, my body feeling a little naked, and I walked slowly into the bathroom before flipping on the shower. I had lots of thoughts cooped up in my mind, and I wasn't sure what to do or say. Perhaps, but Laura being this way wasn't going to help matters in any way. She was making me sick down to my nerves, an uneasiness thuggin at every bit of my sanity. Just why was she being that way? Knowing how hard it was for me to be restrained around her.I turned off the shower and wrapped the towel slightly beneath my waist before walking out the door. I was horny! Hard as fuck! Laura was suddenly as I wanted her to be, I merely had my ways wri
Laura's POV.I rolled over the bed, a smile on my face, while I felt a sweet soreness between my thighs. The memories of the previous occurrence seeped slowly into my mind while a smile settled on my lips.“Awake?” His voice called out to me, and I popped my eyes open almost immediately before jolting aside from fear and panic.“Sebastian! Don't gas me up like that!” I snapped, complaining, but a smile settled on my lips.“You took long enough.” He asked, and I glanced right towards the windows. It was almost night time already; I must have been way too tired from the intense sex we had to have gotten my head wrapped in anything else at all. The smile on my face grew wider while I pulled away from him, drawing up my body towards the couch.“You don't… Well, let's say you don't look too good.” He complained, and I shook my head.“I'm tired; of course I don't look good. Why have you been staring? You aren't a pervert, are you?” I watched as the smile on his face was quick to morph into
Laura's point of view“Chris ?”Rachael and I breathed his name with surprise and relief. He was surprised as well when he saw us. He closed the door and put his bass behind him.“I…I thought you were both asleep.”, he said, his gaze shifting between the both of us. “Why are you here?”he asked us. “It's almost midnight.”, and pointed out.“We were about to ask you the same question.”, I said, looking sideways at Rachael who nodded in agreement.“Um…um…I…I…”, he stammered.“You almost scared us to death.”Rachael scolded with a glare. “We thought it was thieves' dumb-thing. We almost dialed 911.”, she added. He cast her a hard glare and she looked away, clearing her throat.“What were you doing here Chris , we heard loud and disturbing sounds, we thought it was a burgle.”, I asked him curiously and he stepped back a bit nervously.I noticed his hands were behind him like he was hiding something. I walked closer to him with curiosity, “what is it Chris ? Are you okay?”, I asked when I
Sebastian stood in front of the dressing mirror, knotting a tie around his shirt collar as he got ready for work on a Monday morning. He wasn't a tie person so he had difficulty knotting it. The last time he knotted a tie was when he graduated from high school. After fumbling for a while, he eventually got a hang of it and knotted it.Why he decided to use a tie all of a sudden, he didn't know. He was used to dressing like a badass, open shirt that revealed his chest, an unbuttoned suit, and rough hair. But that morning, he just decided to dress for office like a responsible CEO.As he knotted the tie, all he could think of was Laura , since when he went to her house drunk, all he had been thinking of was her and he just couldn't get her out of his head no matter how much he tried to; it was like her face was imprinted on his mind. At first, he thought it was because he was drunk that night, but even when he got sober, it persisted. He remembered how his heart skipped a beat when she
“How do you want your haircut Sir.”, the hair stylist asked Sebastian as he sat on a chair in the Salon to have a trim.Sebastian who was looking at the cover of the magazine in his hand looked up into the mirror at her. “Not a haircut please, just a nice trim as usual. Make me look smart.”, he described explicitly and went back to reading the magazine as she proceeded with the trim.Even though Sebastian 's eyes were on the magazine, his mind was elsewhere. He just couldn't believe it, it was as if he was possessed and blurted it out to her like it was something he'd been dying to ask. He still couldn't believe he was taking laura out to dinner, he smiled inwardly as he raised his eyes to look at himself in the mirror.He recalled the happiness he felt when she agreed, he didn't expect her to. He should thank her for not agreeing to go shopping because this was way better.“It's done Sir.”, the stylist informed him and he looked at himself in the mirror. He stared, admiring himsel
LAURAS POVI laid on my bed with my legs out, my feet on the ground as my thoughts and mood had me secluded from the rest of the house who were in the living room. Going to dinner with Mr Ethan? This is unbelievable, I thought.When he asked, I was shocked to the marrow and rendered speechless. As much as I wanted to decline due to official and personal reasons, I found myself accepting because I couldn't deny that I felt excited when he asked. Was something wrong with me? I thought. Even these days I've been trying as much as possible to ignore the strange feeling and sensation I get whenever I see or think about him, or maybe even hear his voice.Sometimes, my heart would skip a beat and then accelerate, or my breath would itch and I'd lose my breath, or my body would tingle and I'd feel so hot. I didn't need a doctor to tell me what was wrong with me, I just didn't want to admit it out of fear.I hadn't even told my folks I was going out tonight. Why would I tell them? How was I ev
Sebastian checked his wristwatch and it was thirty minutes to nine pm. He checked his phone just to be sure the attendant at the boutique had set the time accurately, and he did. He sat in the diner, wondering why Laura was taking so long. Has Evelyn not gotten to her place? Was there some kind of delay? Was she not coming anymore? Did something happen? he thought as he gradually grew impatient and…longing.He rubbed his hands together, sitting alone in the room with only a waitress at the door. He looked at the chair opposite of him and he imagined her being right there right now, sitting in front of him, hearing her voice, her laughter and seeing her smile knowing he was the one who made her smile. Then take her to the dancefloor and dance to the playlist he curated just for tonight.“Excuse me Sir.”, the waitress snapped him out of his thoughts. “Should I set the table?”, she asked as he looked up at her, standing in front of him and he sighed. That was the fourth time she came t
Laura's point of viewI sat in the car with my head against the window, staring outside lost in thoughts as rachael drove me to the diner. If not for rachael who convinced me to go, I wouldn't be on my way there right now even though it was way past the time I was supposed to be there. Mr Sebastian had even called me almost five times just now but I didn't pick up since I was on my way there mainly because I didn't know what to say to him.Staring, as we drove past the streets onto the highway, I remembered going into my room and leaving the box on the ground after what happened with chris . After a while, rachael came into my room and gave me a long worried stare as I sat at the dresser using my night skincare regimen.“What is it?”, I asked unbothered by her stare.“What is it?”, she repeated with a raised eyebrow but I said nothing. “Why aren't you going?”, she asked with a tilted head, standing in the middle of the room.“Where?”, I asked feigning ignorance to what she meant and