Chapter 3

Sebstain sighed in frustration as he stepped out of his car and gazed up at the Sinclair's mansion. His mind wandered back to the previous night, replaying the conversation he had with Eleanor. He hadn't meant to hurt her with his words, he was annoyed and wanted to apologize to her for his words when he followed her outside and met her arguing with some stranger, For some reason, He didn't know why the scene made him so furious.

Sebstain sighed again, He had been so angry, hurt, and emotionally dejected at how she had left him that very night. he had thought he found his soulmate only for her to run away before he could even wake up, he didn't know she would come back to the hotel room and had said those words over the phone out of anger

He hadn't meant to talk to her in that manner and he also certainly hadn't meant to call what they both had, a basic one night stand.

He stood as the large door was opened by one of gaurds

Adjusting his cufflinks, He straightened up, took a deep breath, his expression a masterful blend of confidence and charm

“Showtime”, He whispered to himself, his voice barely audible, a hit of a smile playing on his lips as he walked into the mansion

"Good morning, Mr. Anderson, and welcome to my humble abode," Lucas said, shaking hands with him as they proceeded to the dining room for their meeting.

“The artwork needed for the hotels in Hong Kong has been settled and arranged for shipment….”, He drawled in his words as he witnessed Eleanor stepping down the stairs looking appealingly gorgeous in the White top and blue jeans she wore, her brown Auburn hair packed up in a messy bun

“You were saying something, Mrs. Anderson”, he was interrupted from his unprofessional thoughts of Eleanor but was trapped right back in as she passed beside where he sat and kissed Lucas on the cheeks, her morning fresh set of strawberry bath bubbles and heavenly alluring scents keeping him in a dazzle

She stole one hateful glance at him as she left, leaving only the remains of her fresh scent lingering in the room to his fascination. He continued analyzing the contract with Lucas, his mind constantly drifting back to Eleanor.

“That puts an end to the Hong Kong contract”, He stood up shaking hands with Lucas after hours of deliberation and analysis. “It's a lovely house you have right here, you won’t mind if I take a detour”. Sebastian didn't know why he requested a tour but was glad when Lucas nodded to the butler to show him around and waved him off in an urgency to take a call.

Sebstain surveyed the area taking every inch of detail, his feet stimulating climbed the stairs searching for nothing in particularly

Feeling awkward as the butler followed him around, he stated calmly towards the butler.

“You can leave now”, He smiled at the butler. “I surely can handle myself and find my way around this gorgeous house”.

“But sir..”He watched as the butler tried to argue but left after much persuasion.

Lucas kept on with his journey around the mansion, His eyes sweeping through the grand corridor, taking in the chandelier, marble floors, and exquisite items. His footsteps sounded through the hallway as he explored, his eyes darting from one luxurious item to the next. He paused at a doorway, stumbling upon an half-opened door

curiosity got the best of him as he stepped into the room

The room was decorated in a fine taste of matrimony harmony, walking closely to one of his paintings he realized it was one of his many works, as he became mesmerized by his works and particularly didn't notice the figure who was standing behind him

“What are you doing here”, Her tone was calmly firm

Sebastian's eyes met Eleanor's, and his eyes glistened with scoundrel. "It's a lovely house you have here, isn't it?" he said,

Eleanor's face hardened, her voice firm but uncertain. "I want you to leave." Sebastian didn't respond as he took a step forward towards her as he watched as she took a few step backward

"And what if I don't?" he whispered and took one last step towards her, trapping her unto the wall, his breath hot against her ear.

Eleanor's eyes flashed with panic, as she pushed him away. "Don't make me call Lucas," she warned, her voice trembling. Sebastian stood his ground, his gaze locked onto hers, as he lifted her chin, his eyes burning with intensity.

"Sebastian, what are you doing? Lucas might come any time now," Eleanor said, trying to avoid eye contact. Sebastian caressed her cheek, his touch sending shivers down her spine.

"Already dying to be free from me, Tesoro?" he whispered, his lips inches from hers. "Let's agree, Eleanor. We can't forget the night we had together. We've made mistakes, and it's unfair for us to be dwelling on it."

“As you said Sebastian, the night didn't mean anything to you neither did it mean anything to me also”, she paused looking right into his eyes “So, what you're trying to do here, can't work Sebastian, I'm married for crying out loud”, He tightened his firm on the wall as she tried pushing him Again “please,just leave”

“Is that what you want, Ele?” he asked as he watched her answer.

“Yes”,her voice uncertain and doubtfully

His gaze locked onto Eleanor's, his eyes searching for any sign of the connection they once shared. He saw the faintest look of it in her eyes, and his heart raced with hope.

He took a step closer, his voice barely above a whisper. 'Ele, from the moment I saw you again, I knew I couldn't let you go. I've been trying to convince myself otherwise, but... I can't help how I feel.' He paused, his eyes pleading for her to understand.

'I know I hurt you, and I'm so sorry for that. But please, don't deny what's still between us.' Eleanor's face softened, her lips parting slightly as she seemed to consider his words.

Sebastian's heart skipped a beat as she leaned in, her eyes locked onto his, He rested his forehead and whispered “ I want you, Eleonora amore mio”.

And With that he crashes his lips unto herself, unbothered by the consequences of his action

As he felt her about to give in to the kiss, the half-opened door came wide open as he felt her pushing him away, Her face frozen in panic and terror.