SEBASTIAN “Did we pack everything we brought?” I asked, glancing around the room one last time.Callie, kneeling beside her suitcase to zip it shut, nodded. “Yes, I triple-checked. I just hope we didn’t forget anything. You know how I am with leaving things behind.”I smirked, leaning against the doorframe. “You’re not wrong. Remember when you forgot your bag at the restaurant?”She glared playfully. “Don’t remind me. Thankfully we saw it where I left it.”As she stood, brushing her hair out of her face, I stepped closer and gently tugged her into my arms. She let out a small gasp, tilting her head to look up at me.“I wish this vacation didn’t have to end,” I murmured, my thumb tracing her jaw.Her lips curved into a cute smile, her hands resting on my chest. “Can’t we stay a little longer?” she asked.I chuckled, brushing a kiss against her temple. “I really wish we could. But we have a wedding to plan, remember? And work’s waiting for us.”She pouted, crossing her arms. “Okay, oka
CALLIE My fingers trembled slightly as I stared at the note in my hand. Before I could even think of how to respond to his sudden reappearance, Sebastian walked in.“Callie?” Sebastian’s deep voice cut through the tension as he stepped inside, his gaze darting between Ethan and me. “What’s going on here?”Ethan’s smug smirk melted into a smile. “Nothing, just a little chat,” he said, slipping his hands into his pockets.As soon as the door clicked shut, Sebastian turned to me, his eyes dark with worry. “What happened? Did he say something to you?”I hesitated, then held out the note. “He left this.”Sebastian took the paper from my hand, unfolding it slowly. I watched as his face darkened, his free hand balling into a tight fist.“Ethan is really starting to step on my toes,” he growled.I stepped closer, placing my hand on his arm. “Sebastian, don’t. He’s trying to provoke you, to get under your skin. Don’t let him win.”His eyes softened slightly as he looked at me, but the tension
CALLIE “What the hell is going on?” I snapped, spinning around to face Mr Thompson. My voice echoed off the walls of the church, and the murmurs of the congregation rose behind me.But Mr Thompson said nothing. Instead, his gaze shifted to Ethan.I turned back to him, my chest tightening as my thoughts spiraled. “Where is Sebastian?” Ethan’s calm, smug expression didn’t falter as he stepped down from the altar. Before I could react, he reached for my hand, gripping it firmly.“Callie,” he said gently, “let’s not make a scene.”“A scene?” I wrenched my hand away from his. “You’ve got some nerve… ”“Please.” Ethan’s voice softened as he leaned closer. “Let me explain. Come with me.”He guided me toward a small door at the side of the altar, and my mind raced with questions and anger. I barely noticed the confused whispers of the guests as we disappeared into a small side room.The moment the door closed behind us, I whirled on him. “What the hell is going on, Ethan?” I demanded, my vo
CALLIE My breath hitched, and for a moment, I couldn’t respond. Every fiber of my being screamed to run, to leave this twisted nightmare behind. But the image of the hundreds of eyes waiting beyond those doors… judging, whispering, pitying, rooted me to the spot.“You can’t ask this of me,” I whispered. “You’re asking me to pretend, to marry you, to stand in front of those people and lie.”“I know,” Ethan admitted, his tone softening. “I know it’s a lot, but it’s just three months. Think about what’s at stake… your dignity, your reputation, everything you’ve worked for. Don’t let Sebastian take that from you too.”The mention of Sebastian sent a fresh wave of pain crashing through me. The man I loved, the man I trusted, had already taken so much. Could I let him take this too?“What about you?” I asked, my voice filled with bitterness. “What do you get out of this, Ethan? Why are you so willing to step in and save the day?”His expression hardened for a brief moment before softening
CALLIEI stood there, stunned. Mr Thompson had never spoken to me like that before, and the sudden shift felt jarring.“You’re married to Ethan now,” he repeated. “Whatever you decide to do, it has to be with him from this moment on. Understand?”Before I could find my voice, Ethan stepped forward, his expression darkening as he faced his father.“That’s enough,” Ethan said. “You don’t get to raise your voice at her. She’s my wife now, not someone to be ordered around.”I blinked, surprised by the protective edge in his tone. Ethan turned to me, his gaze softening.“Callie, you can do whatever you want,” he said. “If you want to leave today and travel back alone, I’ll book the ticket for you. Take the time you need to figure things out.”I opened my mouth to respond, but he wasn’t finished.“You’ve been through enough,” Ethan continued. “Take a week… no work, no obligations. After that, we’ll figure things out together. You can come back, start living with me… to avoid people talking.
CALLIE“Callie,” his voice was low and husky, sending shivers down my spine.“Sebastian,” I whispered, my voice trembling as I struggled to keep my emotions in check. “What’s going on? Are you okay? Did you… ” I paused, swallowing hard. “Did you do this on purpose? Or was it your family? Did they force you? Please, tell me the truth.”The tears I had been holding back finally spilled, streaming down my face as the silence on the other end of the line stretched unbearably.“Callie…” His voice cracked slightly, and I could hear the guilt dripping from his tone. “I’m sorry.”“Sorry?” I repeated, my voice breaking. “That’s all you have to say? You disappeared without a word, Sebastian. You left on our wedding day. I thought… ” My breath hitched, and I forced myself to continue. “I thought I meant something to you.”Another pause. Then, quietly he said, “Turn on your TV. Channel 12.”“What?” I frowned, confused. “Sebastian, what are you talking about?”“Just… do it, Callie. Don’t call me a
SEBASTIAN “What… what the hell?” I hissed into the phone, pacing my office like a caged animal. My pulse raced, my hand tightening around the device. “You guys must be insane! I’ve done everything you asked. Everything! Why are you doing this?”The voice on the other end was cold and it made my blood boil.“This wasn’t part of the deal,” I snarled. “I’ve played my part. If this is some kind of twisted game…”Their response cut me off, like my protests were nothing more than static noise.“You know what?” I said, my voice dropping to a venomous whisper. “Do your worst.”Without waiting for a reply, I ended the call and threw the phone on the desk. I let out a bitter laugh, shaking my head as I stared at the faint reflection of my own scowl on the desk’s glossy surface. “What a mess,” I muttered to myself.The door creaked open behind me. “What mess?”I froze for a moment, recognizing the voice immediately. I turned, and there he was… Lucas, leaning casually against the doorframe, a s
SEBASTIAN I clenched my fists on the armrests of my chair. “Yesterday night,” I said, my voice shaking with rage, “they sent someone to her house.”Lucas froze. “What?”“To scare her,” I spat. “To warn me. A reminder that I’m not allowed to speak to her again. Can you believe that?”“They… they threatened her? At her home?” Lucas’s voice rose. “What the hell is wrong with these people?”I laughed bitterly. “Everything. I don’t even know what they did but then I can’t risk it. I just…” I trailed off, my head dropping into my hands.“Jesus, Sebastian,” Lucas muttered. “This is insane. You can’t keep living like this. They’re controlling everything… your life, your love, your damn future. You’ve got to fight back.”I looked up at him, my eyes dark with exhaustion. “Fight back?” I scoffed. “Against my father? Against Ethan and his psychotic schemes? They’ve got power, Lucas. You don’t fight people like them… you survive them.”Lucas shook his head, tightening his jaw. “Survive? That’s al
CALLIEI slapped Sebastian’s chest, the frustration bubbling inside me. “You should’ve just told me all this sooner! You could’ve spared me all the stress and drama.”He winced slightly, “I didn’t want to tell you because I knew you’d be scared. You wouldn’t have agreed to let my guy shoot her. Not here, not today.”I was about to retort when I glanced around, my gaze landing on the guests who still remained eerily silent. My heart tightened with a sudden wave of discomfort. “Wait… have the guests been informed about all of this? About what’s happening?”Sebastian gave me that damn smile of his, the one that made everything seem like it was under control. “Oh, they know. I had to tell them. I didn’t want there to be chaos when it all went down.”I narrowed my eyes. “You’re not serious,” I muttered, lightly hitting his head playfully. "You had to make sure everything went according to plan, even the guests."He chuckled softly. “Callie, you’re the one who’s always thinking things throu
CALLIEMy eyes were locked on Charlotte, blood staining the carpet around her. Why wasn’t anyone else reacting? Then, without warning, the doors burst open.Police officers flooded the room. I didn’t even have time to breathe before Nora walked in. She was followed by two other officers, their hands ready on their holsters.She moved toward Charlotte, her eyes scanning the scene slowly. The entire room seemed to tense as the officers approached Charlotte, who was still writhing on the floor, her hands desperately clutching at her bleeding legs."Charlotte Lawson," Nora’s voice rang out, echoing through the room, "You are under arrest for attempted murder. You’re also charged with the murder of Damon Wright and the murder of your son, Lucas Lawson."My heart skipped a beat. Attempted murder? Who’s Damon? Charlotte let out a painful, strangled scream as Nora and the officers knelt beside her. Her eyes were wide with terror, disbelief written all over her face. She tried to push hersel
CALLIEIt was my day. My fucking wedding day.They were doing my makeup, but I couldn’t stop staring at my reflection. The brushes moved across my face like they were supposed to, but my mind kept drifting, wondering how the hell I had ended up here. This was supposed to be the day I’d dreamed about since I was a little girl, the perfect celebration of love and happiness. But instead, all I could think about was how surreal it felt. Was this really happening? Was I really about to marry Sebastian?The makeup artist was still blending foundation on my cheeks, oblivious to the whirlwind in my head. The soft smell of flowers, the faint noise of voices around me…it all seemed like a dream.How did I get here? How had I gone from feeling like I was losing everything to standing here, about to walk down the aisle with the man who’d promised me forever?I caught my reflection again, my eyes roaming over the dress. It was beautiful, something I never thought I’d get to wear.The past few mon
SEBASTIANI kept my eyes on the road, but my attention was mostly on Callie. She was sitting there quiet, her fingers tapping nervously against her knee. I knew she was still upset about Charlotte… hell, I was too…but this surprise... it was meant to take her mind off things. It was meant to make her forget all about that witch and focus on us.I glanced over at her, and for a moment, our eyes met. I could see the worry still clouding her thoughts, but her lips curled up just slightly. That was all I needed. I wasn’t giving up. I had promised her everything, and I would keep that promise.I loved Callie more than anything. The thought of her standing by my side for the rest of our lives filled me with a sense of pride I couldn’t put into words. But today… today was about proving it. I wasn’t just going to let some meddling woman ruin our joy. Not today. Not ever.I pulled up to the curb, the tires rolling over the gravel, and stopped in front of the building. My heart was racing, my
CALLIEThe bell chimed softly as we stepped into the cake shop, the rich scent of vanilla and chocolate filled the air. The baker, a cheerful woman in her forties with flour dusting her apron, welcomed us with a bright smile.“Good afternoon!” she greeted. “You must be the Thompsons?”“That’s us,” Sebastian replied, wrapping an arm around my waist. “Or at least, soon-to-be Thompsons.”I smiled, still thinking about my wedding dress. I had just bought my dream wedding gown… a simple but stunning straight dress. I couldn’t wait to wear it as I walked down the aisle to marry the man standing beside me.The baker ushered us to a cozy table near the counter, where a variety of cake samples had already been laid out. “Alright, let’s get started. These are some of our most popular flavors. Feel free to let me know if there’s something specific you’d like to try.”We sat down, and I immediately reached for a small fork, eager to dive in. Sebastian, on the other hand, leaned back in his chair
CALLIEI was in the kitchen, still in my pajamas, hair tied up in a loose bun, trying to focus on slicing tomatoes without nicking my fingers.The scent of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, and I found it comforting as I hummed softly to myself.I was just about to layer the slices onto the bread when a pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist from behind, pulling me gently against a warm chest.“My fiancée,” Sebastian’s deep voice purred into my ear, sending a shiver down my spine, “what are you cooking?”I smiled, not even bothering to turn around. “My fiancé,” I replied, mimicking his tone, “I’m making sandwiches for breakfast.”He chuckled, the sound vibrating against my back. “Sandwiches?” he murmured, his lips grazing my neck. “I don’t want to eat sandwiches.”I paused, raising an eyebrow as I turned slightly to look at him. “Oh? What do you want to eat then?”Sebastian grinned, his dark eyes gleaming mischievously as he leaned closer. “You.”I rolled my eyes, though I cou
SEBASTIANCallie looked at me, her eyes filled with concern. "What's wrong?" she asked gently, sensing the shift in my mood.I let out a deep breath, leaning back in my chair. "Charlotte was released from prison."She blinked at me, clearly not processing the news at first. "What? How? Why?""Yeah," I sighed. "Turns out, they didn’t have enough to hold her. So, she’s free."Callie’s eyebrows shot up, her lips parting in shock. "She’s free? Just like that?"I nodded. "Yeah, just like that. But it’s fine. I’m meeting with Nora tomorrow. We’ll figure this out."She leaned forward, concern etched on her face. "But if she’s out, doesn’t that complicate things? What if she comes after you again?"I smiled, a slow grin spreading across my face. "Charlotte thinks she’s smart, but I’m smarter. I’ve got a plan. A backup plan."She lifted her head. "Backup plan?"I leaned in a little, lowering my voice. "Plan B. It’s time to put it into motion."Callie sat back in her chair, eyes locked on mine
CALLIE The videographer approached us, his camera now lowered. “Congratulations,” he said warmly, extending his hand to Sebastian. “This turned out beautifully. I’ll have the footage edited and sent to you by tonight.”“Thanks, Matt,” Sebastian replied, shaking his hand. “You did an incredible job.”Matt nodded at me with a kind smile. “You’re going to love this when you see it. Congratulations again.”“Thank you,” I said, still slightly dazed by the realization that this entire moment had been documented. As Matt packed up his equipment and walked away, Sebastian turned to me, his hand resting lightly on my back.“Come on,” he said, steering me toward a table set up a few feet away.The table was set with twinkling candles, a crisp white tablecloth, and an array of dishes and wines.I stopped short, taking it all in. “Sebastian… this is incredible.”“I wanted it to be perfect,” he said simply, pulling out a chair for me. “For you.”The music continued to play softly in the backgroun
CALLIESebastian parked the car in a reserved spot, cutting the engine before stepping out. I barely had time to open my door before he was already there, holding out his hand for me like some kind of gallant prince.“Seriously?” I teased, slipping my hand into his as he helped me out of the car. “You’re making me feel like we’re about to walk a red carpet.”He chuckled, his grip gentle as we strolled toward the venue. The pathway was illuminated with fairy lights that twinkled like stars. The soft hum of live music floated through the cool evening air.I glanced at him, shaking my head with a bemused smile. “Sebastian, I don’t understand anymore. Isn’t this just dinner? You’re acting like this is some kind of royal event.”He stopped walking for a moment, turning to face me. His dark eyes softened as he brushed a strand of hair off my face. “It’s not just dinner, Callie. You’ve been through so much lately, and I wanted to give you something... magical. You deserve it.”My heart did t