“What is your bitch doing in my company Sebastian?” Natasha asked in a cold, arid tone that told him she was either pissed or drunk. He would go pissed.Sebastian's eyes flickered with a mix of surprise and annoyance at Natasha's directness. He had hoped to avoid discussing Ava with his ex-girlfriend, but it seemed that Natasha had other plans."Now, Natasha, you know Ava and I have nothing more than a professional arrangement," Sebastian replied, attempting to downplay the situation. “Yeah right,”Sebastian sighed, his frustration mounting. He hadn't anticipated this confrontation with Natasha, especially not about his personal life. "Natasha, it's not as simple as you think. Ava and I have an arrangement, a pretend relationship for the sake of certain circumstances. It's not something I planned or expected to happen."Natasha crossed her arms, her eyes narrowing. "Oh, spare me the excuses. You always have a way of justifying your actions, don't you? I can't believe I ever fell for
Sebastian couldn't help but chuckle as Damian returned to his side, his laughter infectious. "Ah, Damian, my friend. It seems we're both caught up in our own tangled webs, doesn't it?"Damian grinned and raised an eyebrow. "Well, at least you have a surplus of drama. Me? I'm just enjoying the single life, no complications or heartaches."Sebastian playfully nudged Damian's shoulder. "Oh, the single life, huh? Don't you ever get tired of the endless nights alone?"Damian shrugged nonchalantly. "Not really. I'm living it up, enjoying the freedom while I can. No commitments, no expectations."Sebastian's smirk turned mischievous. "But isn't there a part of you that longs for something more? A connection, a partner to share your life with?"Damian's playful facade wavered for a moment, a flicker of longing in his eyes. "Maybe someday. But for now, I'm content with the simplicity of my life."Sebastian's gaze softened as he looked at his friend. "Well, Damian, I envy your carefree spirit s
Ava's shoulders sagged as she stepped into the living room and caught sight of Kim. The atmosphere was heavy with tension, and it was clear that her sister was still harboring hurt feelings from their earlier encounter. Kim's silence spoke volumes, a palpable wall between them.Ava took a hesitant step forward, her heart heavy with regret for her outburst that morning. She had allowed her frustration and pain to spill over, unknowingly hurting the one person she loved and cared for the most. But now, faced with Kim's silent reproach, she realized the gravity of her actions."Kim," Ava's voice quivered with remorse, "I'm so sorry for what I said earlier. I didn't mean it. I was just... upset and lashed out without thinking."Kim remained seated on the couch, her gaze fixed on the floor. Her silence was a cold barrier, shutting Ava out, and it weighed heavily on her. Ava longed to bridge the gap between them, to mend the fractures in their bond."I understand if you're still angry," Ava
Sebastian's heart races as he quietly enters Ava's room, his footsteps barely making a sound on the plush carpet. The moonlight spills through the curtains, casting a soft glow on Ava's face as she lies awake in bed. Startled by his presence, her eyes widen with surprise, but a flicker of pleasure crosses her features.Ava's voice quivers slightly as she speaks, "Sebastian, what are you doing here?"He takes a step closer, his gaze filled with an intensity she can't ignore. "I couldn't stay away, Ava. I needed to see you, be near you."She feels a mix of emotions swirling within her — curiosity, vulnerability, and a lingering desire. "But what about everything we said, Sebastian? The way things ended between us?"He sighs, his voice filled with regret. "I made a mistake, Ava. I let my fear and insecurities cloud my judgment. I didn't want to admit it then, but I'm starting to realize that I can't imagine my life without you."Ava's heart skips a beat, torn between caution and the unde
Sebastian woke up with the soft morning light filtering through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over the room. His eyes slowly adjusted to the brightness, and as he turned his gaze to the woman beside him, his heart skipped a beat.Ava lay peacefully, her features softened by sleep, her delicate eyelashes brushing against her cheeks. He couldn't help but admire the simplicity of her beauty—the way her tousled hair cascaded over the pillow, framing her face like a halo, and the faint blush that adorned her cheeks.There was something captivating about Ava, something that went beyond her physical appearance. It was her essence, her genuine spirit that drew him in. In that quiet moment, as he observed her, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of gratitude that she was in his life.He marveled at how effortlessly she embraced simplicity, how she radiated an inner beauty that transcended any external adornments. It was a rare quality in a world filled with superficiality and pretense
Kim groggily rubbed her eyes as she stumbled out of her bedroom, seeking solace in a glass of water. The early morning light filtered through the windows, casting a soft glow on the familiar surroundings. But as she entered the kitchen, a sight greeted her that sent her heart racing.A shirtless man, with his back turned to her, was rummaging through the cupboard. Panic surged through Kim's veins as her mind leaped to the worst-case scenario—a burglar invading their home. Instinctively, she grabbed a nearby napkin, clutching it tightly in her hand.Without a second thought, Kim lunged forward, her heart pounding in her chest, and began swatting at the intruder with the napkin, delivering a series of quick, frantic hits. "Get out! Get out!" she yelled, her voice laced with a mixture of fear and determination.The man let out a startled cry, his hands instinctively covering his face to protect himself from the unexpected assault. "Stop! Stop!" he pleaded, desperately trying to shield hi
Ava woke up to a warm bed and a dent beside her that showed Sebastian was gone. Her brows shifted into a frown as she rubbed her fingers across the bedsheet, basking in his warmth. Oh it had been a most delightful experience, being with him the night before. Frankly, She had been willing to move on with her life, be the perfect pretend fiancée he wanted and ignore the feelings that rose within her like hot piping lava.But good lord, she doubted she would have lasted with a decision like that. She had grown attached. “Idiot,” She whispered to herself, closing her eyes. She was a total fool. She had known it would be easy to fall for Sebastian, to catch feelings. She was just that kind of person. And yet she had allowed him to touch her. Oh he did more than touch, Her mind taunted and her face burned. Right from when they had shared that first kiss, she had known that her heart was in danger as much as her body was. Her cheeks heated up as reminisced on how he had been with her the n
Sebastian tossed the file on the desk and directed a glare to the head of accounts department. For some weird reasons the account did not seem to tally. Perhaps it was the result of a tiny flaw and on a good day, Sebastian would have simply offered a correction and patted the older man goodbye. Well today was a bad day. A very bad day for him. He felt like shit and in turn had the insane urge to make the man before him feel like shit also. "Mr Dawson, How long have you worked for me?" Mr Dawson, a slightly balding older man shifted on his foot, his beady black eyes shifting around warily. Whenever the boss asked that question, it always meant shit was coming. Dawson had seen men, his superiors get fired and it always started with that phrase. He immediately snatched the file off the desk, eager to find where the flaw in his work was and rectify it- or offer an excuse, whichever helped him out of this mess. "I asked a question," Sebastian dead panned, fixing the man with a glare