All Chapters of Fated Mate: Spoiled by My Ex’s Uncle.: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

LEILA MILLER."Good morning, Miss Reed.""Morning, Miss Red.""How is your morning going, Miss Reed?"My lips curled into a small smile directed towards those that offered their greetings, "Good Morning," i said, as I walked past them, my head held up as I made my way towards the CEO's office, There were others whose greeting came as I walked past them, and I offered them all nods in return accompanied with a small smile.Upon reaching the CEO's office, i pushed it open with one hand that held a folder, the other occupied by a coffee cup tray. Once in the confines of the office, I made my way further in as the doors closed behind automatically, and my eyes fell on the man seated behind the huge mahogany desk, with numerous files scattered in front of him, and a pen in his hand as he signed away on them. "Good morning Mr. Miller," I greeted in a song like tone as I made my way towards him.Dylan looked up, and the moment his gaze fell on me, he offered me a small smile. "The infamous

LEILA MILLER.Sebastian held my gaze for a second longer, a sea of emotions i could not quite point a finger at swirling in his orbs as he stared at me. Then, his hand reached out to take mine, his large hand taking a hold of mine and warmth greeted me as our skin touch, and my heart fluttered for a split second. Except, it was not because of affection or anything of that sort. No, rather, it was the kind that comes with remembering what i had to go through because of this man, and the feelings that comes with remembering it.His hand held mine firmly, and gave it a firm shake. "Miss Reed," He acknowledged, his deep voice a baritone that resonated within me.I swallowed down a lump, and pulled my hand away before it could linger. Subconsciously, I found myself moving closer to Dylan, an act that certainly did not go unseen by the Sebastian who is standing in front of us, and i did not miss the way his brows drew in, a dark look taking over his features as Dylan's hand moved to rest on

LEILA MILLER.My interaction with Matt left me not wanting to spend another minute in the event, I could not stomach the thought of it. But, I am well aware of its importance to Dylan, so I did not say a thing about it, and instead tried to mask my annoyance as I made my way back to the hall, instantly plastering a tight lipped smile on my face.Upon returning to Dylan's side, his eyes met mine, and his brows drew in, as if he could tell there is something wrong with me. His hand reached out, resting on the small of my back as he leaned down to whisper in my ear, "Are you okay?"I forced the smile on my face. "Yeah, I am fine." Dylan gave me a pointed look, one that showed he does not quite believe me, but he did not press it. Instead, he gave me a nod, and focused his attention back on teh current agenda that was being dicussed. Sebastian returned shortly after, but i did not look at him despite feeling his gaze on me. I kept my eyes fixed on the speaker, and ignored his looks. But,

LEILA MILLER.I was suddenly nervous, and I do not know why. The moment he walked in, his eyes found mine, and i could swear the air shifted as we held each other's gaze. His expression did not give anything away. It was guarded as always as he closed the door behind him, and then walked further into the office in my direction. There was this aura that accompanied him, something in the way he carried himself that made the air in the room shift, his eyes never leaving mine. I swallowed down a discreet lump, and then pushed myself on my feet as he reached where I am. My own expression mirrored his as he came to stand in front of me, and I found myself stretching my hand out. "Mr. Salvatore," I said, surprised by how calm my voice sounded despite my heart fluttering. Sebastian's hand took a hold of mine firmly, its size enclosing mine with its warmth as he shook it."Miss Reed," He acknowledged, his voice deeper than i remembered it--his eyes never leaving mine.A second longer passed

LEILA MILLER.I had zero idea what happened.The next time my eyes flicked open, a dull headache welcomed me. I closed my eyes, waited a few seconds for the headache to subside before peeling them open again. Confusion settled in my mind as i took in the unfamiliar room, my lips tugged downwards into a deep frown. The memories of what happened leading to me passing out flooded my mind, down to the last thing I remember before passing out.Sebastian. He saved me.I found myself sitting up, the duvet that was covering me falling to my laps as i looked around the lavish room that screamed anything but a hospital room. And if its simple extravagance did not confirm so, then the scent of him everywhere around confirmed the thought.I am not in his house...am I?Needing to confirm for myself, I pushed the duvet off me, and got out of the bed. There was a pink flip flop waiting, which i slipped my feet into before making my way towards the door in sight. Except, instead of the exit i was hop