Sebastian After a further twenty minutes, we were stuck, and at some point, I realised the lights had gone up, and I knew we were in the home stretch to escaping out of here unscathed. Neither of us spoke after my revelation, but that only led to time to think over the horrors of how quickly I spilt my guts. And how quickly I allowed myself to touch the woman I was now seemingly fawning over. Roger was there, opening the lift with a specially designed crowbar on the twenty-first floor; I peeked outside. Looking with relief to find the offices empty as I allowed myself a moment of resignation that perhaps I really and honestly didn't want nor need Cassidy working alongside me. Self-preservation, I think sourly. I've never had to explain that Beth's dead to anyone at work before; after all, they've all worked here alongside me for long enough to know about that particular train wreck time in my life. But things are different under my father. His turnaround of staff is as if
"Seb, shall we take her to the treehouse?" She had asked me. "Mhmm," I agreed, knowing this would make her happy. But despite remembering the day from the photo, my mind does something confronting. One minute, I remember Beth and how happy I was to be basking in her attention, and the next, I remember holding Cassidy's cheek in the lift. Her dimple against my palm, her laugh making my inside squeeze as she laughs at me counting sheep. "Why are you counting sheep?" She asks me, confused, humour in her voice. My breath shudders through my chest, my confusion and unhappiness mixing with... hope. Fuck! It's been eight minutes; the clock enlightens me of that, and I know I must leave and enter the meeting waiting for me to begin. But I take a further two minutes to myself. She's perched outside on the desk that was my PA's, waiting for me as I open the door. I had hoped she would be entertaining my first client, but I realised with horror that Josh was my first meeting. "So you mus
Sebastian"Cassidy," I mutter her name as emotion chokes me. I don't know my up from down to right to left, only the need to ensure she knows I wasn't rolling my eyes at her, moreover reacting to my idiot best friend who isn't helping this situation I found myself thrust into at the deep end. "I'd like to go home," she interrupts my thoughts, making me frown as I realise that I've truly upset her more profoundly than I thought I could."I'm sorry—," I mumble as she stands before me, turning her back to me to open the door, her hand holding onto the handle as if fighting with something inside herself."Look, I don't want to be here as much as it seems you don't want me here. I liked my job and pay over at Tower One. And it was certainly less eventful, but I have my instructions, and I've been made to take a cut and fall back into being a lowly personal assistant.""My father made you take a pay cut to serve as my PA?" I ask, angered. Standing to cage her in, her body heat tantalising
SebastianThat next day, I presumed I'd walk into work without a PA, readying myself for losing the enigma that was Cassidy.Honestly, I had no clue why I had been acting the way I had; my mother brought me up with more manners.She vied to teach me that women were worth their weight in gold, something my father never upheld, though they have been married for more than thirty years, so he must do something right.Cassidy humours me, sticking around for the remainder of the week as I ensure I'm on my best fucking behaviour as I vow not to put that look of desolation upon her features again.But that doesn't mean she doesn't make any excuse she can think of not to spend time with me.Gone is the willing PA vying for my attention, and in her place is a woman that keeps her fucking face down on the laptop that doesn't present the amount of work that she leads me to believe she's completing.I should be happy with the lack of attentiveness and the reprieve she's given me regarding her comp
SebastianCassidy isn't impressed that I turn up at her home address without prior permission as I take it upon myself to ensure she attends this dang fucking conference alongside me as my PA.Perhaps I should have accepted her warning, backed off and allowed her to remain stoic and at a far distance from myself, but then again, I always was one for self-sabotage, it seems.She's shocked as she opens the door to her tiny flat, where I stand on the doorstep under the small archway that shelters her door, much like my porch does."Sebast—, Mr King," she greets me with shock, her eyes bulging in her face as her eyes rove down my now jeans and jumper-adorned body.She told me that she wasn't coming, and she refused to entertain it, but this is part and parcel of her job description as my PA, and I'll be damned if I leave her at home. "Have you packed? We need to leave," I admit quickly, looking to the car I've kept running to keep it warm for her. It's raining, you see, chucking it down,
SebastianI want to say the journey down into London was anything but anxiety-inducing, but it seems we've lost the ability to talk as we both avoided each other gazes.The car was stifling hot despite me tinkering with the air temp multiple times, yet it was still raining, so I couldn't open the window for fear the inside of the car would get spoilt with the rain.Even so, it's not an hour later that I'm pulling up outside the Hilton, piquing her interest with how upmarket the hotel is that we're staying at, most likely. That's my summary, anyway.Her eyes have been alight with want for a while, drinking in the sights as I drive the scenic route into London.The sky rise buildings, the Thames, and all that's surrounding it like that giant wheel and the Houses of Parliament.I doubt she's ever been to London, not with how interested she truly is in her surroundings. Back to the hotel. It's upmarket and one of the most expensive places to stay around here. Trust me, it wasn't my first
Cassidy Dinner is a tense affair I couldn't care less to be taking part in, but here I am because Sebastian's father deemed it necessary that I play a part in his charade of making Sebastian move on from his wife... his deceased wife.And I'm guessing the lack of room for me is just another of his ruthless decisions. Why am I playing this game?Why am I taking part in the goings on with the King mens games where one man is lording his wads of cash and the other is none the wiser to the quite frankly upsetting behaviour of his father?Well, unfortunately, I'm just a chess piece in their game.One threatened to sack me and make me unemployable if I didn't follow his command. The other does things to me that no other man than my late husband could do. Yet, in the same instance, he's so cold that it upsets me.Of course, I get precisely why he's like that. I've been there myself; I'm still there. Deep in the mix of not knowing what to do with my life after losing Derek to no fault of
But what I don't relay is the fact I came down here with the promise of a job at King Enterprises. That my escape just so happened to be the worst mistake of my life.I didn't fit in; I knew that from the day I walked inside Mr King's office for my interview.All those around me were blonde, young and idiots. Yet he gave me the job with a secret smile, and I've been there just under two years as I quickly worked my arse through the ranks, always asking why I was different. I was naive to believe I was getting myself places. That perhaps he hired me because I wasn't his type, and he actually liked that.But then he thrust this weird arrangement with his son just a few weeks back. And he orchestrated the two girls, because they sure weren't women, to come onto Sebastian just last week."Perhaps you do now, but your accent isn't from around home," he points out, turning to Sebastian, who remains silent but grinning."I was born and raised in Yorkshire, a small town that offered nothing
Sebastian comes to stand beside me, and Tina lets go of my hand to pick up the little girl I've only seen in photos up until now.She's beautiful, looking just like Sebastian. Thick brown hair, gorgeous eyes, and a cheeky grin that she greets everyone with as if she knows she is an extraordinary girl. Which she is, don't get me wrong.Until she looks at me standing beside her father, and she frowns."What's your name?" She asks me, obviously not having recognised me, and she appraises her father-Sebastian. His hand is around my waist, holding tight as he usually does.I don't know why, but knowing she doesn't know who I am hurts just a little."I'm Cassidy," I tell her. Reaching my hand out to shake hers as if this were a business meeting. She takes my hand in her own and shakes it firmly before grinning so beautifully that I think my heart breaks at her beauty. "Melody," she tells me, then turns away and struggles down to the floor.Charlotte puts Jordan down, too, and the pair of t
CassidySebastian and I explore our relationship on the weekends as Melody spends time with her grandparents. It's been around four months now since that day he spanked me in his office, and I've enjoyed getting to know him on a deeper level.And the sex... yeah, I've never had sex like the sex Sebastian offers me.Some days, he'll love me like a typical boyfriend. On other days, he ensures I feel every single bit of pleasure he can rake through my body as I'm bound or held up against a wall like an object to be devoured.I hate to say it, but I prefer those times. The pleasure leaves me feeling complete and whole.He also showed me his caring side, and though I was upset that he paid off my mortgage in total, I saw that as him showing me he would care for me.I both hated and loved the way he ensured my housing safety. But things are about to change; Sebastian wants me to meet Melody, and I'm petrified.He made plans for today, Saturday. It's Josh's son's birthday, and Sebastian pl
"Without your agreement, there wouldn't be scenes; there would be no punishments or rewards. Without you... there would be no us," I murmur quietly, pushing her back on the bed where she falls, her legs instantly parting for me."Why do you like BDSM?" She asks."Many reasons. Pleasure, pain... control. Watching you coming undone beneath my fingers only for me to put you back together again.""How do I have control?" She asks."You give your body to me," I grin, lying between her legs, kissing along the inside of her thigh. "That pleases me to no end. But the pleasure I give you makes me needy; it makes me feel powerful.""And the punishments?""Did you like it when I spanked you in my office? Did you like receiving my pain in that way?" I chuckle."Mmm... yes, I did. Very much so.""I took that hurt out on your body, and we both climaxed for it," I smile, crawling up her body and catching her free hand."Why bind me?""Control, again, only to pleasure you. Us. The both of us. Do you
SebastianI hate to admit it, but I understand where Josh comes from. He feels betrayed by Cassidy, and he can't keep his opinions to himself for fear something would happen on his watch, and he hadn't said anything. I'm upset; of course I am. But I'm also honoured that he'd try to protect me.But I won't allow him to hurt the girl I'm most certainly irrevocably in love with.Christ, I don't know how I fell so hard and quickly, but... it's there dictating my life at every corner as she invades my senses, my decisions... my concentration. I search for Cassidy, catching her leaving the foyer and heading outside, so I follow in a hurry. Her hair flows behind her as I watch her bottom shake with that jiggle I love."Cassy..." I call her as she walks through the gardens full of trees and flowers that have bloomed bright and smell wonderful."It's okay, Sebastian.""It's not, I'm so sorry he's being such a dick...""I lied, and that must have hurt you. He's only being a good friend to you
"I'm sorry..." Josh notes, looking at me with troubled eyes as Sebastian makes him wither in his gaze. "I didn't mean to make it seem as if you didn't matter; I was just making it known that I don't thinkyou'll cope well with the paps that follow Sebastian's every move. And trust me, after four years of staying out of the public eye... they're hungry for a story. Any story, and I don't see your relationship being kept under wraps.""Just remember she's a person too," Sebastian growls unhappily, changing the dynamic of our interaction as he demands Josh act differently around me."It's okay," I soothe Sebastian despite agreeing with him that Josh hurt my feelings."It isn't. Besides, I love this shy girl..." he pointedly talks over to Josh as if those words aren't momentous. I still, again, not knowing what to do with those three little words that he hadn't muttered to me. And I think Josh and Charlotte know that, too. And for a long moment, I see the realisation hitting them smack b
CassidySeb closes the room door almost as soon as we pass over the threshold, dumping the bags in the little nook obviously placed for them and then he stalks towards me as if he's starved and needs to touch me. I'm up and wrapped around his waist, my ankles crossing over to keep me in place as I press myself to him in a moment of need.We kiss like we have been doing for weeks, our mouths open and our tongues exchanging saliva as he presses me against the wall of the bathroom."I want to try something new..." he tells me through kisses to my neck, pulling away as if he might be planning my demise by way of orgasms."What is it?" I sigh breathlessly, grinding my clit against him to find any friction possible."I want to tie you up..."And that has my anxiety jumping up a notch, and I'm grasping for any excuse not to lay on the bed and allow him to have his kinky way with me.I just can't be trapped... that scares me more than anything else we've tried together."We have afternoon te
Sebastian"It's so pretty here," Cassidy grins up to me as we sit on the moist grass atop a hill through my favourite wooded area, not a twenty-minute drive from my home.She's wearing a white silk blouse and suit pants that she shouldn't have worn for a place like this, but I never told her our destination, and I don't think she believed we would be sitting in the chilling night air watching the stars float in the sky above us.This is one of the most honoured places that Beth had shown me, and now I'm showing Cassidy on the night that I asked her to be mine.I've been procrastinating for an age, sitting here quietly as she looks out over the expanse of deep night sky."It's a special place for me.""Thank you so much for bringing me here then," she tells me despite me not elaborating on why I find this place special.It's been a week since she admitted about my father's involvement to make her help me get over Beth, and it's been an upsetting seven days having the knowledge she's mi
"No.""Then you see, I had to go about things a little... less favourably.""I like her, father. I really like her, but you're hanging over us like a looming fucking guillotine. I can't trust you with her now.""Nonsense, I've known the girl's family for years. Do you not remember the Drew's?" He asks me, walking to his bookshelves, where he pulls a photo album from one of the top shelves."No..." I murmur, but I'm looking back through my life now, wondering if I know Cassidy.He thrusts a book toward me, opened on a page of a young couple with a little girl standing in our yard at one of the dinner parties my mother used to throw.I don't recognise the little girl, but I do recognise the couple. I hadn't seen them that long ago... and it's now I realise that the woman on Cassidy's phone is the same as before me right now."They were at Beth's funeral," I murmur aloud when the memory surfaces. They were in my house, telling me how utterly sorry they were that Beth was gone. But Cassi
SebastianI had every intention of leaving Cassidy last night to head home, but she had other ideas, and so we found ourselves on her immaculate sofa that felt as if it had never been sat on.She was clinging to me as if her life depended on it, and we cuddled as I lay behind her, watching a show on Netflix she was obviously into.But that quiet time gave me time to think and overthink I did.I'd jumped that hurdle, was able to have sex without emotional feelings of guilt or upset, and I enjoyed every time we fucked. But I didn't bring condoms, and I know that was a huge mistake on my behalf. One that I wouldn't be repeating.I'd love another kid, but the thought of doing that now when I have the predicament of allowing my two worlds to collide already is something that scares me.I love my daughter, and though Melody is gagging to have someone like Cassidy to call mum, I know I need to protect her from the heartache of losing someone else.So, as I pressed my hand below Cassidy's tho