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ElizabethI see Sebastian in a different light. He is no longer the man who I slept with; he is now my protector. He is tense and determined. But it’s his eyes that catch me—dark, stormy, full of something I can’t quite name. Anger? Fear? Concern? All of it, maybe.“Where are we going?” I ask, my voice quieter than I intended. I’m trying to sound steady, but my ribs ache with every breath, and the words come out shaky.“You need to see a doctor,” he replies, glancing at me for a moment before turning his eyes back to the road. His knuckles grip the steering wheel so tightly I can see the tension in his hands.“I can’t,” I say quickly, panic rising in my chest. “I can’t go to the hospital. I can’t risk any of this getting out.”His jaw tightens, and his fingers flex on the wheel as if he’s holding himself back.“You know what? I don’t care, Elizabeth,” he says sharply. “All I know is that I need to make sure you’re okay. This isn’t up for debate.”“Sebastian, please.” My voice cracks,
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SebastianI sit across from her as she sleeps, the dim light of the room casting soft shadows over her face. She looks so delicate, so fragile. Her chest rises and falls unevenly, as if even breathing is a struggle.I can see the bruises on her neck, faint but unmistakable, like fingerprints left behind by someone who had no right to touch her.It’s strange seeing her like this. Vulnerable. Elizabeth is always so guarded, her sharp tongue and stubbornness her armor. But now, as she lies here, battered and bruised, I can see the cracks in her walls. I hate it. I hate how someone could do this to her.I run a hand through my hair and lean back in my chair, never taking my eyes off her.A part of me wants to reach out, to hold her hand, to promise her that everything will be okay. But I can’t. Not yet. She wouldn’t believe me anyway.The sound of my father’s footsteps pulls me from my thoughts. I glance up as he enters the room, carrying two glasses of whiskey. He hands me one without a
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ElizabethI wake up to a dull ache in my ribs, sharp enough to make me wince.The bandages wrapped around me remind me of why I hurt, and the pain brings everything flooding back. But the moment my eyes adjust to the soft morning light, panic grips me.This isn’t my bed. This isn’t my house.I sit up too fast, the ache in my ribs flaring up, but I don’t care.The room is large and unfamiliar. The sheets beneath me are soft. The curtains are drawn halfway, revealing a view of a sprawling garden. My heart pounds. I don’t know where I am.“Where am I?” I whisper to no one.I push the blanket off me, my bare feet hitting the cold wooden floor. My purse is on the dresser across the room, and I lurch toward it, desperate for answers. My hands are shaking as I grab it, digging inside for my phone.“Good morning,” a voice says from the doorway.I jump, spinning around. It’s Sebastian. He’s leaning casually against the doorframe, looking at me like nothing is wrong.“Where am I?” I ask, my voi
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Elizabeth“What are you up to, Christopher?” I ask, my voice steady, but my heart thunders beneath my chest.Christopher’s eyes narrow slightly as he steps closer, slow and deliberate, like a predator testing its prey. “Can’t I be worried about you, Lizzy?” he asks softly, his tone unsettlingly calm.Worried about me? A bitter laugh almost escapes me, but I swallow it back.Edward shifts in my arms, his little hands gripping my shoulders. I force myself to smile down at him, hiding the tension from his innocent eyes. “Go to your room, sweetheart,” I whisper gently, kissing the top of his head. “I’ll come find you soon, okay?”Edward hesitates, looking back at his father before nodding and running toward the hallway, his little footsteps echoing off the walls.Christopher doesn’t take his eyes off me. I don’t want Edward to see what might happen next. He’s already seen too much. I move quickly, brushing past Christopher before he can say anything else. The ache in my ribs flares up as
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SebastianThe door to my office swings open so forcefully that the hinges groan. I lift my head; it’s Celeste. She stands there, wild-eyed, her cheeks flushed with anger.“Why did you fire me?” she demands. Her voice is sharp and unwavering.I exhale slowly, keeping my calm as I lean back in my chair.“First of all, watch your tone, Celeste,” I say, my voice steady but cold.“And secondly, I don’t have to explain myself to you.” I pause for a beat, letting the words settle. “But if I must, it’s because you cannot be trusted.”Her lips part slightly, and I can see the confusion in her eyes as she processes my words.She takes a step forward, her heels clicking hard against the floor.“I can’t be trusted?” she spits out, her tone incredulous. “Why?”I rest my hands on the desk and look at her carefully.“Look at your conduct in this office,” I say evenly, my words laced with a quiet accusation. It’s enough to make her bristle.I know what I mean. Her affair with Christopher and what the
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ElizabethI lift myself up on the table in the small cabin. A nice gift from Sebastian, but I cannot enjoy it.My head feels heavy, and my chest aches in ways I can’t describe. I pull myself together slowly, my bare feet touching the cold wooden floor as I stand.My legs wobble from the intense fuck that I had begged for. I steady myself with a deep breath.I wanted Sebastian to make me feel something—anything other than this hollow, suffocating emptiness. I wanted him to bring me back to life.“Take me for a drink,” I say, turning around to face him. My voice is flat, almost cold.Sebastian sits up from the table, his brows furrowed in confusion.“What do you mean, Elizabeth?” he asks, his tone careful, almost hesitant.“Take me drinking,” I repeat, crossing my arms over my chest. “To a bar. Somewhere loud, somewhere I can forget myself.”He stares at me like I’ve grown a second head. “What if someone sees us?”“What if they do?” I ask back, my eyes boring into his. “I don’t care.”H
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SebastianShe’s been passed out for hours now. Her chest rises and falls in a slow, steady rhythm, her face turned to the side, strands of dark hair clinging to her flushed cheeks. I sit in the chair across from the bed, watching her.I should’ve left her there, at that godforsaken bar. I should’ve walked away and let her deal with the mess she created. But instead, I’d carried her out like some tragic hero.What the hell was she thinking?I stand, my body tense, and start pacing the length of the room. My fists clench and unclench at my sides, and my jaw aches from how hard I’m grinding my teeth.“What the fuck, Elizabeth?” I mutter to myself, running a hand through my hair. “What the fuck is going on with you?”She stirs, her brows furrowing slightly before her eyes flutter open. For a second, she looks dazed, her gaze darting around the room as if trying to piece together where she is.Then she stretches her arms and yawns, and I know what’s coming next. Her face pales, her hand fl
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SebastianI stand in the massive bathroom, steam curling up around me as I adjust the temperature of the water. The tub sits like a throne in the centre of the room, claw-footed and deep, the kind of bath that demands you stay in it for hours.This bathroom is a sanctuary, a place for comfort and escape—two things Elizabeth desperately needs right now.I glance back toward the door, my mind racing.She’s in pain; I know that much. Last night wasn’t just about the alcohol or the chaos—it was about her running from something, drowning in something. And now, here she is in my home, far from hers, far from the office.What if someone notices? What if Christopher starts asking questions? What if someone pieces it together—her absence, mine?I shake the thought away. I can’t leave her. Not like this. She needs me, and as much as I hate to admit it, I need to be here for her.I head back to the bedroom. She’s sitting up now, the tray I left earlier completely empty. The sight pleases me more
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I walk into the room, a smile carefully placed on my lips. It’s light, almost playful, as if I’ve walked in on an intimate moment between old friends."What's happening here?" I ask casually, strolling further into the room. My eyes flick from Christopher to Celeste, taking in the way she’s perched on his lap, the way his hand grips her thigh possessively. It’s a picture-perfect moment of deceit, one I’ve walked into far too many times before.Christopher’s head snaps up at the sound of my voice, and I watch as shock and something close to anger flicker across his face. "Elizabeth, what are you doing here?" he demands, his tone sharp.I tilt my head, feigning innocence. "I thought you said this was our house?" I let my gaze drift lazily around the room before settling on Celeste, whose lips curl into a slow, knowing smile. My stomach tightens. It takes a moment, but recognition dawns.That’s where I saw her. The hospital. She called herself Sarah. She tried to turn me against Sebastia
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I freeze.The air in the room shifts, growing thick and suffocating. My fingers tighten into fists, nails digging into my palms so hard it hurts. My breath catches in my throat as I see them—Christopher, Celia, and Edward.It takes everything in me not to recoil, not to let the storm inside me show on my face. My pulse hammers against my ribs, my stomach knots so tight I feel like I might be sick.I bite down on my lip, the sharp pain grounding me, keeping me from crumbling. I cannot lose control. Not now. Not when the enemy is standing right in front of me. My destroyer. My nightmare in flesh and blood.And then, before I can prepare myself, it happens.“Mama!”Edward’s voice rings through the room, so innocent, so pure. My baby. My sweet, beautiful boy.He wiggles free from Christopher’s grasp and runs toward me with arms wide open. My heart shatters into a million pieces.I stand too fast, the chair scraping against the floor. The room disappears, the walls fade away, and all I see
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The office is a mess—papers scattered, the scent of sweat and sex thick in the air. My grip tightens around Celeste’s waist as I press her against the cool glass of my desk. She gasps, her head falling back, exposing the delicate line of her throat. My lips trace the curve, tasting her, owning her.Celeste’s fingers weave through my hair, tugging, urging me closer. Our passion has always been undeniable, raw, consuming. But now, there’s something else, something heavier—maybe it’s the cocktail of drugs in my system, maybe it’s the sheer fucking euphoria of knowing I’ve won. Everything is golden. Every enemy crushed beneath my feet.My mouth captures hers again, demanding, punishing. She moans into me, wrapping her legs around my waist, and I lift her effortlessly, ready to devour her completely—“Stop, Christopher.”The words crash through the haze of pleasure, and I freeze, my breathing ragged. Celeste pulls back, her eyes locked onto the television screen behind me.“Christopher, lo
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I stand in the middle of the room, my hair now back to its raven color, falling loosely over my shoulders. The reflection staring back at me in the glass window is of someone who looks tired, someone worn down by battles that should never have been hers to fight. But despite it all, I still look like me. Still Elizabeth.Around me, everyone stands tense, their faces lined with concern. The air is heavy with unsaid words, with fears no one wants to voice aloud."Are you sure about this, honey?" James Alexander asks, his deep voice breaking through the quiet. His protective instincts radiate off him like heat, his arms crossed over his chest as he studies me.I nod, even though my stomach churns. I cannot let them see me falter, not now. Not today.James sighs, stepping closer. "Remember, someone already tried to kill you, Elizabeth. They even came for me and your brothers. So if, at any point, you feel unsafe, I want you to leave. No hesitation. Do you understand me?"His tone is firm,
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I step into the penthouse behind Sebastian, my heart pounding, my breath uneven. The air inside is thick, suffocating, and every nerve in my body is still tingling. I keep my head down, afraid that my face will betray me, that the guilt of kissing Sebastian, the guilt of liking it, will be written all over me.Michael’s voice cuts through the silence.“Elizabeth, where were you? Are you okay?”His concern is real, I can hear it in his voice, but it does nothing to soothe the storm inside me. I force a small, tight-lipped smile, trying to steady myself.“I’m sorry. I needed some air, so I rode a cab around,” I lie, my voice even, controlled.Michael’s eyes flicker between me and Sebastian.“Where did you find her?” he asks, his gaze narrowing slightly.Panic surges through me. I can’t let Sebastian answer that. If Michael knew the truth, if he sensed even a sliver of what happened between us, I don’t know what he would do.“Downstairs,” I cut in quickly before Sebastian can speak. “I w
