Elena
We have arrived in London, and I forgot it was winter over here.
The drive back to the villa in Kensington has my stomach in knots and I am fraught with nerves. Ilse will be so upset with me! She will give me that disapproving look until she was ready to forgive me, and I do not blame her.
Sebastian has not uttered another word to me, and I don’t know if I was thankful for the silence or disappointed. His phone rings as we near the villa, “Sebastian,” he answers his phone monotonously, and I am left wondering again what type of boss he was. “No, I haven’t forgotten about the dinner, Sarah. I’ll be in the office in the next hour or two, bring the figures along and we can go over it while we wait for Darcy.”
Excuse me, what? Sarah, as in his mistress?
I couldn’t help myself and started eavesdropping terribly. “Yes, I am aware of the time. I said I would be in the office with
Sebastian did not come home that night, I know because I stayed up all night reading the set of books he got me. I know that he didn’t take the Phantom because I heard the Bugatti start up and speed away, but not return and I stayed up until 2 am reading. Something which I deeply regret now as I realise the designer from Dior would be here at 9 am. I drag myself out of bed to have a cold shower that would wake me up. Ugh, I never learn from staying up so late to read; I always regret it the next day. After my shower, Ilse informs me that the designer had arrived and showed her into my room. A beautiful, petite blonde woman with the face of a pixie enters and introduces herself, “Mrs Dumont, lovely to meet you, Meghan Black.” She says with an American accent. I offer her a smile and shake her hand, “Please call me Elena,” I say and she nods then immediately dives into the aspects of the dress. She takes my measurements and listens to my likes and dislikes and what I a
Elena My heart dropped. “Oh, come on. You couldn’t possibly have been serious about that?!” I cry out in surprise, trying to pull my wrists out of his grip, but he tightens his fingers. “Do you know me as a person who goes back on their word, Elena?” He asks, still wearing that naughty grin that I want to slap off his face. Sebastian slowly walks me backwards. “I warned you about rolling your eyes at me. Your parents obviously never punished you for misbehaving when you were a child, hence your bratty behaviour.” “I’m not a brat!” I tell him, and I feel his bed behind my legs. He was standing so close to me right now that I could feel the heat emanating from his skin. Chuckling, he shakes his head then looks at me with that stupidly sexy Greek God smoulder in his eyes. “By saying that you have just proven that you are a brat who needs to be punished.” Before I knew it, Sebastian threw me backwards on the bed and I landed with
A pair of blue eyes regard me with curiosity and a dimpled smile, and I could do nothing but smile as my self esteem drops once more. I must look crazy to this beautiful newcomer. I shake my head. “No, I have a bit too much on my mind to read at the moment. Came here to take my mind off things but the silence just fills my head with more questions.” Okay, why was I telling this absolutely gorgeous blonde-haired Adonis everything? As he stood up and walked towards me, I noticed that he was actually quite tall, had long blonde hair that was not tied up and was dressed in all black; the same as me. “May I join you?” he asks me and I gesture to the chair in front of me. “Please do,” I answer, grateful for the company. He sits opposite me and I get a whiff of his cologne, one I could not quite place. It wasn’t as sexy and overwhelming as Sebastian’s, but it would definitely remain in your senses. I lace my fingers underneath my chin and look at him
ElenaI’ve been pacing my bedroom floor since I realised that Sebastian might be home soon. Damnit, why am I so nervous? I did nothing wrong!Staying in my bedroom won’t help, so I decided to go down to the conservatory and take my mind off things. I traded my boots for my fluffy baby blue slippers and opened my door to leave my room, but someone blocked me from doing so.Sebastian had his hand poised to knock on my door when I opened my door and my heart nearly dropped into my stomach. “S-Sebastian! How long have you been standing there?” I ask him as I feel my face flush.But all he does is smile at me. “Not long. May I come in?” he asks me and this causes me to frown. “Sure, I was about to head to the conservatory to wait for you, but I suppose my room is warmer.” I was babbling. Why was I babbling? And why was he smiling at me like that?I stepped back as he entered my room and su
Sebastian I wait idly as Elena battles her inner voice. What would her answer be? I laid my heart bare for her. Now all I needed was for her to decide if she would allow my feelings for her to grow or wither. She looks up at me, her beautiful blue eyes gleaming with unshed tears and I realise there that Elena wasn’t just pushing me away before, she was pushing away what she was feeling for me. She shakes her head, “I don’t want you to leave. Sebastian. I am done fighting this, I am done with it. Every day I wake up with this ache in my chest that I cannot ease, the ache in me that you can only fill.” She says, repeating my earlier admission to her. “You echoed my feelings perfectly when you said that and I realise now that I am being selfish by telling you to go back to how we were in the past. You have done so much for me, even though I behave like a spoilt brat at times.” This made me smile, a bittersweet one, but a smile nonetheless. She w
ElenaOHMYABSOLUTEGODWhat is Sebastian doing to me? Was that…? Did I just have my first orgasm?He comes up from in between my legs and stares down at me, a naughty, fox-like smile on his face. “You taste exquisite,” He says, and he licks his lips, making me feel completely mortified. I bring my hands up to my face so cover my embarrassment as I was laid bare for my husband, but he moves them away. “No,” he says while shaking his head. “You are beautiful, Elena. Do not hide from me. I want to drink you in, every little expression on your face I wish to remember.”Gosh, was he always such a smooth talker?“Good girl,” he says and lays back down on top of me, steadying himself with his palms next to my head and leaning down to kiss me. I tasted myself on his lips and wondered what he found so exquisite in the taste. Then it occurs to me that Sebastian was
I woke up the following morning in Sebastian’s arms and couldn’t stop the smile spreading across my face. Sebastian was holding me tightly to his chest, his breathing calm and laboured. Last night I had given myself to him completely and without judgement, and I did not regret it one bit.I peered up at him as he slept and my heart felt full; how did I fight what I was feeling up until now? Why did I not just admit it to myself? I snuggle closer into his embrace and breathe out a sigh; then I feel a sudden pressure in my abdomen and know I needed the loo. And I needed it badly.Lifting his arm from my waist, I swung my legs around the bed, but did not expect the sudden pain to shoot up from my nether regions.“Ow!” I cried out as my feet hit the floor and Sebastian immediately sat up in bed, a look of concern crossing his face. “Elena?” he asks, regarding me with worry. I turn around and shake my head. “It’s nothin
After our shower, I wrap a towel around myself, and Sebastian grabs one as well. I dry my body and suddenly feel very self conscious while doing this normal thing because his eyes were on me. Willing him to look away, I dry my hair and hear him sigh. “You know, there is no need to sleep in separate rooms any longer,” he muses as he dries himself off and my eyes go to him. It made me think, though; was I ready to sleep in the same room as him, share everything including a bathroom and closet? Heck yes, I was. I smile. “We can arrange for my things to be moved over to your room today, unless there’s a room in this villa with a larger walk-in?” I ask him as a joke but then catch the naughty smile on his face and I raise my eyebrow. “Oh my gosh, there is, isn’t there?” He chuckled. “Of course there is. We can have the staff move things over today, unless you would want to wait for a while?” he asks, a little defeated, but I shake my head. “I am ready for