CALLIEI was really satisfied to see Ethan’s expression. Oh, this was priceless. Exactly what I hoped for.Sebastian, ever the opportunist, stepped forward with a smirk on his lips. “I’m sorry, Ethan, I don’t understand your question,” he said. “Callie is here with me. She’s my girlfriend.”As he spoke, his arm slid around my shoulders, pulling me close. I couldn’t help the smile that tugged at my lips as I glanced at Ethan. He still looked like he was trying to process what he was seeing.“Shall we?” Sebastian murmured, brushing past Ethan without waiting for a response.I matched his pace as we walked into the parlor, his hand still comfortably resting on my shoulder. And then I saw her… Sophie. She was resting on the armrest of the couch, with a glass of wine in her hand. The moment her gaze landed on me, her eyebrows shot up.“Callie?” she said, her voice filled with surprise.I met her gaze, letting a smirk curl on my lips. “Sophie,” I replied coolly, before turning my attention
CALLIEI was stunned. Was he seriously asking me to marry him? Right here, in front of his parents?This felt surreal… like a scene from one of those over-the-top romantic movies where the heroine swoons and says yes. Except, this wasn’t a movie. It was my life, and I wasn’t sure what to say.I glanced at the ring, the diamond glittering under the soft glow of the Christmas lights. It was beautiful… almost as beautiful as the man kneeling before me. My heart wavered as I met Sebastian’s gaze.I loved him. There was no denying that now. But we’d only known each other for a week. Was this crazy? Yes. But did I want to lose him if I said no?My thoughts scrambled for clarity, and in a moment of desperation, I silently asked, ‘Santa Claus, what do you think I should do?’The room felt like it was closing in on me, with his parents watching and smiling widely.I needed a second. Just one second to think.As I took a slow step back, my foot caught on something and before I could steady myse
CALLIEBefore Sophie could finish her sentence, the door swung open, and Mr Thompson stepped in, his eyes flicking between us.“What were you two discussing?” he asked.Sophie froze, her face turning pale. She glanced at me quickly before murmuring, “Nothing, Mr Thompson. Just… just helping Callie.”I could feel the tension in the air as Mr. Thompson studied her for a moment longer. Then, with a nod, he turned his gaze to me.“I wanted to speak with Sophie,” he said, his voice oddly cold. “Excuse us.”Sophie dropped what she was holding immediately, and as she followed Mr Thompson out of the kitchen, I felt a strange sense of unease crawl up my spine.What was going on?A few moments later, Sebastian, Ethan, and Charlotte returned, their laughter and voices filling the hallway.“Callie, you should come to the parlor,” Sebastian said with a grin on his face as he extended his hand. “It’s almost time for the gift exchange.”I nodded and followed them. As we entered the parlor, I saw th
SEBASTIAN My heart shattered the moment I saw Ethan’s lips on Callie. My chest tightened painfully as if something had physically been ripped out of me. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Ethan, standing there kissing the woman I cared about so deeply… right after the audacity of gifting her those… panties.Callie’s eyes widened in shock the moment she saw me, her lips parting as she stammered, “Sebastian, it’s not… it’s not what you think!”Her voice cracked as she tried to explain, but my gaze had already shifted to Ethan. He wasn’t even trying to look apologetic. Instead, he stood there with a smug grin plastered across his face.That was it.I felt my blood boil, the heat rising to my face as I took a step toward him. My fists clenched, and before I knew it, I hit him hard on his face.Ethan stumbled back, but instead of retaliating, he simply wiped the corner of his mouth, still smirking.“Feel better now?” he taunted, his voice dripping with mockery. “You should enjoy it whi
CALLIEI stepped outside, the freezing night air biting at my skin as I pulled my robe tighter around me. I pulled out my phone and dialed Sebastian’s number, praying he’d pick up. The first call went to voicemail. Then the second. I bit my lip, my hands trembling as I called again.Finally, on the fourth ring, he answered.“What do you want, Callie?” “Sebastian,” I began talking. “I know you’re upset, and you have every right to be. But… please, where are you? I need to see you.”“I just want to be alone,” he muttered, the pain in his voice evident even through the phone.“I know,” I whispered. “But I don’t want you to be alone right now. Please, Sebastian. Let me be with you.”There was a long pause, and I held my breath, waiting.“I’ll send you my location,” he finally said.A moment later, my phone buzzed with a text. I glanced at it and saw an address. The beach.I hurried back inside to grab a coat, slipped on some shoes, and rushed out. The drive to the beach felt endless, as
CALLIE When we arrived, Sebastian didn’t waste a second. Tossing his jacket over his shoulder, he grabbed my hand and led me inside. At the front desk, the receptionist barely had time to smile before Sebastian cut in. “We’ll take a room. Now.” The woman blinked, flustered, but quickly handed him the key. I bit back a laugh, loving how commanding he was. The moment we stepped into the room, the door clicked shut behind us, and Sebastian turned to me. His eyes burned with an intensity that made my breath hitch. “No interruptions this time,” he murmured, stepping closer. “None,” I whispered, reaching for him, closing the distance between us. He wasted no time pulling me into his arms, his lips capturing mine in a heated kiss. He pulled my coat and I followed suit, pulling off his shirt and letting my fingers trace over his chest. His hand curved over my breast, sending shivers down my spine as he kissed me again. His touch trailed downward, slipping beneath my jeans a
CALLIEThe moment we entered my room, I turned to Sebastian, unable to contain the swirling emotions inside me any longer. “What’s going on, Sebastian?” I asked. “Why the hell did you propose to me in the first place? We weren’t even dating! The plan was to pretend we were lovers, and then suddenly, you’re down on one knee. Was that part of the plan too? Or is there something you’re not telling me?”He sighed, slipping off his jacket and tossing it onto the nearby chair. “Callie,” he said softly, “I’m just as lost as you are when it comes to Sophie. I don’t know what’s gotten into her. And as for the proposal...” He stepped closer, his brown eyes locking onto mine. “That wasn’t part of the plan. It had nothing to do with pretending.”My heart stuttered at his words, but I kept my guard up. “Then why did you do it?” I asked, my voice trembling. “Why did you propose out of the blues?”“I did it because I couldn’t imagine you not being by my side,” he admitted. “Because I love you, Calli
CALLIEMy heart pounded as I took a shaky step back, staring at Sophie standing in my doorway, with a gun in her hand. “Sophie?” My voice trembled as I tried to process the scene. “What are you doing here? I thought you… ”“Shut up!” she snapped. “Did you really think you could get away with this? That you could take everything for yourself and leave me with nothing?”What the hell was she saying? “What are you talking about?” I asked, trying to steady myself.She tilted her head, her grin widening. “I hated seeing you happy, Callie. Always smiling, always getting through life like nothing ever touched you. So when I found out you liked Ethan, I made it my mission to take him from you. And guess what? I did. He was mine, not yours.”She took a step forward. “ But now, you’ve wormed your way into this family. Somehow, you’ve managed to steal everyone’s attention. And honestly, I have no idea what Sebastian sees in you. Maybe you seduced him. Maybe you’ve been playing the innocent act
LUCAS I leaned against the cold wall, staring at the closed ICU doors. My hands were trembling, clenched into fists, my knuckles white.This was my fault.Sebastian was lying in there, barely clinging to life because I had dragged him into my mess. I’d told him to follow me out.I squeezed my eyes shut as the memory flashed back. Sebastian had been so excited earlier that day, his usual stoic demeanor softening as he talked about Callie.“I want to get her something special,” he’d said, pacing in front of me. His voice had been lighter, almost boyish. “Something she’ll remember. A purple bouquet… her favorite color.” He’d paused, running a hand through his hair. “I’ll grab it later in the day and surprise her during the New Year’s countdown.”I’d laughed, clapping him on the shoulder. “Purple flowers? That’s what you’re going with?”He’d shot me a mock glare. “It’s not about the flowers, Lucas. It’s about what they mean to her. Callie deserves something beautiful.”I hadn’t argued wi
CALLIE My legs carried me down the hallway, my heart pounding like a drum in my chest. I followed the group of doctors as they hurried toward the stairwell. Lucas was right behind me, his heavy footsteps matching my own frantic pace.As we reached the top of the staircase, I gasped, freezing in place.Sebastian was there, at the bottom of the stairs. His body lay sprawled on the tiles as if he’d been tossed down like a discarded doll. Blood smeared the sides of the steps, and his shirt was stained crimson.“No… no, no, no,” I whispered, my voice breaking. My knees nearly gave out, but Lucas grabbed my arm, steadying me.The doctors rushed past us, barking orders. “Get the oxygen mask! We need a stretcher, now!”One of them knelt beside Sebastian, checking his vitals. “Oh my God, he’s still alive!”The words barely penetrated the haze of shock gripping me. My hands trembled as I gripped the railing, staring down at the scene below. Nurses were swarming around him, carefully positionin
CALLIEI turned to Lucas, confusion written all over my face. “Quiting? Lucas, what are you talking about? You love your job.”He took a step closer, his eyes heavy with emotion. “I can’t do it anymore, Callie. Working for the Thompsons… it’s too much. Sebastian did the right thing when he walked away. They’re monsters, Callie. If Sebastian’s own father could do this to his son… put him in the hospital, what do you think they’d do to me? To anyone they consider expendable?” My heart sank as his statement settled in. Lucas was never one to back down from a fight, but the fear in his voice now was unmistakable.“Lucas…” I began, but he held up a hand.“I mean it, Callie. I’ve been trying to convince myself for years that I could handle it, that I could stay one step ahead of them. But this?” He gestured toward the smoking remains of my house. “This is too far. They’ve crossed every line. Sebastian was my best friend, and they’ve nearly killed him… nearly killed both of us in that accid
CALLIE I swiped to answer, pressing the phone to my ear. “Mrs Reynolds?”“Callie, oh my God!” Her voice trembled. “Your house… your house is on fire! I called the fire service, but it’s bad. They’re here now, but… but so much is gone.”The room tilted. “What?” “I… I tried to help! I saw the smoke and called for help as soon as I could, but…” Her words trailed off into a sob.I shot to my feet, the chair scraping loudly against the floor. “How bad is it? Is it still burning?”“The flames are mostly out, but it’s… oh, Callie, it’s terrible. You need to come home.”My legs felt like jelly as I stumbled toward the door. Lucas stepped forward, alarmed. “What’s going on?”“My house,” I said, my voice hollow. “It’s on fire.”Lucas’s eyes widened, and without hesitation, he grabbed his jacket. “I’ll drive.”I nodded numbly, unable to think past the chaos swirling in my mind. Sebastian’s lifeless form behind me. My burning house ahead.The ride to my neighborhood was a blur, my heart poundin
CALLIEIt wasn’t Sebastian’s voice that greeted me.“Hello? Is this Callie?” a woman’s voice came through the line.My heart skipped a beat. “Y-Yes, this is Callie. Who is this? Where’s Sebastian?”There was a brief pause, as though the woman was trying to find the right words. “My name is Nurse Erica. I’m calling from Fairview General Hospital. Sebastian was… involved in an accident. He’s in critical condition, but he’s stable for now.”The phone nearly slipped from my trembling hand. “What?” I whispered, my voice cracking. “What happened? Is he okay?”“I can’t share all the details over the phone, but it’s important you come as soon as possible,” she said. “He’s at Fairview General. Please hurry.”The line went dead before I could respond.The phone clattered to the floor, my hand too weak to hold it any longer. For a moment, the world blurred. My legs gave way, and I sank to the ground. Tears welled in my eyes, streaming down my cheeks as sobs escaped my lips.“No,” I whispered to
CALLIEThere was silence. None of us said anything for a while. My heart clenched painfully, and I found myself struggling to form a response.Finally, I swallowed hard and spoke. “So… when is the date?”Sebastian exhaled deeply, his gaze dropping to the floor. “In two days. January 2nd.”I nodded slowly. “That means you’ll have to fly out tomorrow.” “Yeah,” he said softly. “I don’t have a choice.”The words stung, even though I knew he didn’t mean them to. I straightened my shoulders, meeting his gaze. “Then I’ll go with you.”Sebastian’s head shot up, his eyes narrowing. He took a step closer, his hands gently wrapping around mine. “No, Callie,” he said softly. “You don’t have to do that.”I frowned, my chest tightening at the seriousness in his tone. “Sebastian, you don’t have to do this alone. I want to be there for you.”He shook his head, his grip on my hands tightening slightly. “Lucas will be there. He has to be, as part of the team. I’ll go with him. You… you’ve been through
CALLIEI couldn’t help but laugh as I leaned back on the couch. “What do you mean by that? You’re something else.”He grinned at my reaction, his sharp features softening. “Who knows? You might start crying again tonight. You’re just a softie.”His playful tone was such a contrast to everything that had happened that I couldn’t stop smiling. For a moment, it felt like we’d stepped out of the storm. The warmth in his gaze, the way his lips curved just enough to let me know he was teasing… it was exactly what I needed.But before I could respond, Sebastian closed the space between us. His hand gently cupped my cheek, his thumb brushing away a stray tear I didn’t even know was there. “I mean it, Callie,” he murmured, his voice low, sending a shiver down my spine. “I love you. More than anything. We’re going to get through this together. You hear me?”His eyes bore into mine, searching, waiting for my answer.I nodded, my throat tightening with emotion. “I love you baby,” I whispered.An
SEBASTIAN I opened the door, and there she was… Charlotte. Her hair was disheveled, her face pale, and her eyes bloodshot, swollen from tears. “Sebastian!” she spat my name, her voice cracking with raw emotion. Her eyes darted to Callie, who stood frozen behind me. “You… both of you… you’ve done it. You’ve killed my son!”“Charlotte, stop,” I said firmly, stepping in front of Callie to shield her. “We didn’t…”“LIARS!” she screamed, her voice cutting through the tension. She shoved past me into the room, her heels clicking sharply against the floor.Callie took a step forward, her own tears flowing freely. “We didn’t do this, Charlotte. I swear to you, we had nothing to do with Ethan’s death…”“Shut up!” Charlotte whirled on Callie, her face twisted in grief and rage. “How dare you even speak to me? You! You’re the reason my son is gone!”“Charlotte, that’s not true!” Callie’s voice cracked as she tried to defend herself.“Not true?” Charlotte sneered, her lips curling in disdain. “D
CALLIEA scream tore from my throat, echoing through the empty warehouse. My hands clutched the edges of my coat as if they could hold me together. My knees pressed against the cold concrete floor, the image in front of me searing itself into my mind."What the hell is happening?" My voice cracked, the words ripping out of me like shards of glass. "Why is Ethan here? He was supposed to be… "My thoughts fractured, and I pressed a hand to my mouth, trying to suppress the rising panic. My stomach churned as I stared at his lifeless body.Sebastian's hurried footsteps echoed behind me, and then he was there, dropping to his knees beside me.He froze beside me. His eyes widened, and for a moment, he didn’t move. It was as if the sight of Ethan’s bloodied body had rendered him incapable of action.“Oh my God,” he whispered, his voice hoarse. “Ethan? No, no… this can’t be happening.”I turned to him, my voice trembling. “Sebastian… he’s dead. Ethan’s dead. What are we supposed to do?” His