Sebastian couldn't help but think about how much he wanted Ava. The way she moved against him during the dance had been so enticing. He watched her every move, wanting to touch her again, to feel her skin against his. He knew he wasn't supposed to fall in love with her, but he couldn't help it. As the party continued, Sebastian and Ava mingled with the other guests, sipping champagne and laughing at the jokes that were made. But Sebastian's mind was elsewhere. He couldn't stop thinking about how badly he wanted Ava, how he wanted to kiss her and hold her in his arms. He tried to shake the thoughts out of his head, but they persisted. Fuck me. He thought. He couldn't believe how much he was starting to obsess over Ava. He knew he shouldn't be feeling this way, but the more he tried to push her out of his mind, the stronger his desire for her became. He went to the bar, hoping to drink himself into a stupor and forget about her.He ordered a scotch on the rocks and downed it quickly,
During the ride home, Sebastian was quiet. Ava had no idea what to say to fill the awkward silence. What was there to talk about? The party had gone well. Laura was convinced that they were in love and that only meant they were successful. Yet somehow it seemed something had gone wrong. "Did I do something wrong?" She asked Sebastian as she drove but he raised his shoulders in a shrug and continued looking outside the window. "That's not helping Sebastian," she murmured. He remained quiet however much to her sadness. Giving up on making a conversation, she drove quietly until they reached his penthouse. As they stepped into the elevator, Sebastian leaned against the wall, closing his eyes."Ava," he murmured, his voice low and husky."Yes, Sebastian?" Ava asked, her heart racing a little."Did you... Have a good time?" He asked. She nodded even though he couldn't see her. "Yeah. Thank you.""I'm glad." He said. The doors pinged open, his living room right in view. "Your keys,"
Sebastian groans as he wakes up with a throbbing headache. He rubs his temples and sits up on his bed, trying to shake off the hangover from the previous night. As he looks around his messy apartment, he realizes he needs to clean up. He puts on some music and starts cleaning, throwing away empty bottles, and picking up trash from the night before. As he moves around the room, he can't help but think about Ava and their encounter at the party. He had wanted to kiss her, to feel her lips on his, but she had refused.Shaking off the thought, he continues with his cleaning, before deciding to make breakfast. He heads to the kitchen and starts preparing eggs and bacon, trying to distract himself from his thoughts of Ava. As he cooks, the aroma of the sizzling bacon fills his apartment, making him even hungrier. He sets the table and sits down to eat, enjoying the silence of his apartment. He thinks about calling Ava, but decides against it, not wanting to appear too needy or desperate.
"Just go in," Sebastian muttered to himself, gripping the steering wheel.It was late at night that Sunday and after doing everything he possibly could to ignore his guilty conscience, he could swear that all he did that day reminded him of Ava.Reminded him of his slip up and how he needed to urgently fix things before shit hit the fan.He should have called her."Well she didn't call me either," he grumbled, finding a reason to be mad at her even though he had nothing. If she hadn't woken him out of his madness with that slap, who knew what he could have done that night.His knuckles whitened even more as he gripped the wheel harder. Shit really could have hit the fan. He could still recall her declarative words… If you keep treating me like this…"It was just one mistake!" He growled. Perhaps not entirely but at least the part where he had claimed to own her was one.The kiss however was a different thing entirely.Even with guilt racking heavily on his mind, Sebastian didn't feel
Chapter Thirty TwoAt first they both stared at each other like love struck fools. At least that was what Kim thought as she watched her sister hold gazes with a man who suddenly became an important aspect of their lives. It was funny how two weeks ago, she and Ava were nobodies. And now? They had barely spent thirty minutes in the club they went to before someone recognized Ava as the famous Cinderella Bancroft. From literal rags to riches. Her classmates would not let her rest. Questions always arose every single time she stepped on school grounds and honestly? She'd be lying if she said she didn't enjoy the attention one bit. People wanted to be her. They either showed it through jealousy or flat out telling her they envied her. And Kim liked that very much. Besides, they got to move out of their dingy apartment into the most fabulous house she had ever seen. That was a blessing. And she was grateful for it. What she wasn't grateful for however was Sebastian hurting her sister.
Chapter Thirty ThreeSebastian and Ava make their debut at the grand award gala, gliding across the red carpet as cameras flash in their faces. The lights bounce off Ava's glittering dress, making her shine like a star. Her hair is styled in a sleek updo that reveals her elegant neck, and her makeup is immaculate, accentuating her natural beauty.Sebastian walks beside her, looking handsome in his tuxedo. He admires Ava's dress and tells her how stunning she looks. Ava blushes at the compliment and thanks him, but the conversation dies down as they approach the entrance to the hall.As they enter, the sound of classical music fills the air, and the hall is filled with the chatter of guests. The tables are beautifully decorated with crystal glasses and shimmering silverware, and the guests are dressed in their finest attire.Sebastian leads Ava to their table, where they take their seats and are greeted warmly by the other guests. Ava feels like she's in a fairy tale as she looks aroun
Kimberly revved up Kim's Pink Mercedes Benz, enjoying the smooth purr of the engine. She felt a thrill of excitement as she sped down the road, feeling the wind in her hair and the power of the car beneath her.But as she pulled up to the college parking lot, she saw Asher standing there, a sly grin on his face."Well, well, well," he said, eying the car. "What do we have here? Did you steal this from your sister again, Kimberly?"Kimberly bristled, feeling a surge of irritation. "No, I borrowed it. And I'll have you know that Kim gave me permission to drive it."Asher chuckled, shaking his head. "Sure she did. But hey, no worries, I won't tell anyone."Kimberly rolled her eyes, feeling a pang of disappointment. She had hoped that Asher would be impressed by the car, but instead he was just teasing her like always. She sighed, feeling a twinge of frustration. Why couldn't he take her seriously for once?As they walked towards their class, Asher continued to tease her, making fun of he
Ava groaned at the shrill sound of her phone, covering her ears with a pillow. She had hoped for a day free of disturbance especially after the event she had attended with Sebastian the night before. Being the fiancée of a billionaire was hectic. She loved the attention of course. And the food. Oh the food! They served the best dishes at those events and then put tiny amounts on everyone's plates as if trying to control how much would be eaten.She had never seen anything more ridiculous.At first she had been shy to reach for more, afraid to soil Sebastian’s name, but after spending three hours standing on heels, smiling from ear to ear at every single soul that passed, she was beyond famished. She simply threw all her cares to the wind, yanked out a plate and took seconds. At least by that time half the people there were too drunk to pay attention to her. The other half however were very much alert and had given her a look that made her feel like the runt at the bottom of their sho