All Chapters of My Badboy Lover – Romancing The Thief: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Debby called Sophia.  The very moment she stepped outside the hospital, after leaving Sebastian aroused and hard in the bunk room. For once, she felt powerful, and like with all forms of power, this one was consuming as well. She didn't want to let go. She reveled in the desire that she had for Sebastian, who was always in control of her. Now that she had a taste of what it felt to be like to be on top of the game, being in control, and making the moves, Debby wasn't willing to let it go. So, with a smile, she exited their little place of temporal intimacy and apology and made her way downstairs, amidst curious-filled eyes that followed her as she advanced towards the door. She ignored them. That was the best she could do. For now, at least. She hadn't gotten the hang of it but she was going to live life according to her terms now. With so little time to live, especially liv

The first visible sign came. When she brushed her teeth in preparation for bed, Debby spat out sputum into the basin, the red of blood standing stark against the white foam of worked toothpaste. She rinsed her mouth immediately, her legs shaking. It was probably time for her, with this first indication, to see a doctor like she was advised.  But she didn't want to. She didn't want to have the words thrown directly at her. She didn't want to come face to face with the fact that she was wasting away, even if her body wasn't quite showy of the ailment. Given, she had lost weight, so much that her tightest jeans could fit her properly again, and then, there are these bleeding gums but still. People would think it's simply mental stress. But then again, there is that too. As she plopped into her bedroom, managing only to reach the bed, her legs wobbling with

Sebastian desired that she fed. He didn't know how and when but he felt something move inside him. He felt long-dead flowers bloom alive in his heart. All of the coldness he felt from working like a slave, from being a thug, and having a hard start on life dissolved.  Okay, not quite there yet but Sebastian felt them dissolving, shrinking to become a spur of continuous warmth in his chest.  Warmth and desire whenever he laid eyes on her. Maybe she was rubbing off on him. Staying around her, watching her for so long, maybe she had found her way around, crept into his mind, and created for herself a soft spot in it, making him identify her as a whole matter entirely. Sebastian knew she would be angry about drugging her. Hell, he was angry at himself too. So much so that after he called the police, he didn't leave the island.  He was right there,

The feel of Sebastian's hands on her waist made her keep quiet. She got the signal he was trying to pass across, he was trying to tell her to not say anything because probably he knew that she was going to open her mouth in his defense. She was subtly reminded again of what he said in the tent that day. He didn't want her making attempts to change the way they saw him. So, instead of talking and saying exactly what was on her mind, she smiled and said "Yes, I am with him for his looks." She paused and took a glance at everyone. Maxwell simply stared at her, not saying a thing. "Amongst his many other qualities." She added. "His wealth being the foremost, I presume." A middle-aged woman with her hair in an aristocratic bun said, taking a sip from her cup of wine. "A regular doctor at Hallow-hospital won't be able to afford all of what you're wearing." Debby didn't know who she was but, of course, the

Debby stood at a spot as she watched the bizarre Sebastian, or rather Leo walked briskly away from the party venue like a thief that was afraid of getting caught. Leo! because Debby knew that whatever is taking him away from the party that he prepared both himself and her for, will definitely have nothing to do with the personality of Sebastian the loser. “I hate this!” Debby mumbled under her breath as she looked around the hall to see if people were watching what was happening between her and Sebastian. Fortunately for her, people seemed to have settled to the rhythmic music coming from the DJ to have their eyes riveted on her like some were doing moments ago before Lucas walked in with his supposed fiancée, Kathy Arnold. Debby sighed in relief. “At least people are too busy to have noticed how embarrassed I am right now,” she thought to herself. Unknown to her, some people have their eye