Clubbing was one of my favourite hobbies. I am a crowd person, and where would you get an engaging crowd aside from a club? And trust me, after a hectic day, going for clubbing was one of my stress relive ritual.
I was enjoying among the crowd and when I say that I was having fun, it means I was stranded in an overcrowded club.
Today was the last night of my vacation. I know we all tend to be sad when the vacation ends, I mean common, who wants to face the reality?
For me, vacations are my escape from reality and I had no intention of letting the last night of my vacation go waste and sink in the Pacific Ocean.
I wasn't alone. Okay I was kind of alone at the moment because the company that I brought tonight with me, was no where around.
Jess was very busy with on the dancefloor with someone.
If you are wondering wno’s Jessica then let me answer, Jess was my sister, the elder one. Like me Jessica is also a crowd person and this was her crowd.
But bringing Jessica to the vacation was not the part of my trip. I brought Jess for the vacation because neither my mother nor my best friends were available and therefore like the vagabond which me and my sister were, we decided to stick together and have a phenomenal trip.
But now I am regretting it.
You were supposed to keep me company Jess, not ditch me with Daniel so that you can swing your body like a monkey on the dancefloor.
Daniel? He worked as a bartender. Daniel, the wicked one, began flirting with me the moment I sat down on the barstool. But soon his jokes and flirtation became stale, and I couldn't even tell him that. Because in a pub, you don't want to be rude to the bartender.
As I mentioned earlier, the club was a little more than usual overcrowded so was the bar so Daniel began to attend other customers.
Feeling relieved now that I was out of his grasp, I decided to take a look at my surroundings.
I darted my eyes through the dance floor, scanning the area, damn I wish I could go and dance my heart out in there.
Jessica was dancing with somebody unknown, meanwhile here I was sitting alone like a sore thumb.
Damn it, I didn't come here to stand out like a sore thumb. Time to level up my clubbing skills.
There was no one who particularly held a candle to my interest and I was starting to lose my patience.
Maybe I should head for the hotel, not a bad idea ...' I was not even done with my own thoughts when my eyes landed on him.
In that one moment, it felt like the buzz around me go stand still. Every other person in the room started to fade by his impactful presence.
The dull surroundings didn't feel so boring anymore since the moment I saw this man.
He walked into the room with utter confidence that complemented his charisma.
His gaze swept across the room and then it happened.
He was looking at me.
I felt myself writhe with anticipation under his piercing gaze.
He looked taller than the crowd surrounding me. It was evident that he was far too blessed in the genetics department than the average crowd. His casual clothes complemented his Hollywood worthy look.
I couldn't help myself from checking him up, and the results were satisfactory.
And then I saw him smirking.
Shit! Did he just smirk at me?
No, erase that, did he just catch me in my act?
Guilty!
Or maybe not.
As he entered into the room, every woman’s eyes were fixed on him. Trust me pals, I know the feeling. I wondered how it would feel if I could dance with him on the floor.
Woah, I need to get my thoughts under control, at least for now.
He crossed the room towards me, making me nervous but in a good way.
Not knowing what to do, I gulped down a tequila shot from the bar.
"Do you mind if I join?" I heard him say.
That heart melting British accent of his made me swoon for life. He was hot, well mannered (at least for now), got an amazing heart melting accent.
This man was too extraordinary to be a human.
"I don't, Mr Greek God."
Holy shit!
Is it possible that I just said that out loud? Jeez! I need to get a handle on things.
He appeared to be surprised by my sudden confession.
“I am no Greek God but you can call me Sebastian.”
Even his name sounded so refined and expensive.
"Sebastian," I uttered looking into his eyes.
"Aren't you going to tell me your name?" He asked playfully.
"Christina."
"Christina." He said, testing how my name sounded rolled out from his tongue.
To be honest I really loved the way my name sounded coming out from him.
"You have got a beautiful name, that matches perfectly to your astounding beauty, I must say."
Honestly, I don’t think I was that beautiful. I mean, I considered myself pretty, yes! But Jessica, my elder sister, was far more blessed in the beauty gene department than me.
I got my mother’s features the most. At five feet six, I got my mother’s heart-shaped facial features with plump lips and pale complexion, but I got my hazel eyes and caramel straight hair from my too busy, cheating and liar of the decade father.
You bet I have some daddy issues.
But when Sebastian called me beautiful, it made me feel maybe that I am.
I was having a great time with him by my side. Long gone was my sour mood. I was really feeling there's a connection happening between me and him.
"Thank you, Sebastian," I added, "And you've got quite a marvelous name for yourself.”
“Let me fill that up for you.” Daniel reappeared to puncture our euphoria, offering me the drink that I never ordered. He purposefully brushed his hand with mine for more than a few seconds.
I gave Daniel a look that said 'Please, don't sabotage my plan to have Sebastian!'
I observed Sebastian, who was now sneering openly at Daniel while he kept giving me the puppy eyes.
Don't provoke the Alpha male here Daniel, he won't spare you.
Daniel got the hint but not before: he slipped a card into my palm. I turned over the card and saw a number scribbled.
Daniel made a gesture at me to call him while Sebastian was giving him a murderous stare.
Damn the testosteron rush and tension was tangible here.
I threw the card on the floor, bidding my silent sayonara to both the card and Daniel.
"Dance with me?" I asked Sebastian, gesturing towards the dance floor.
"Thought you would never ask"
"Lead the way, Handsome."
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The moment Sebastian touched me, my whole body felt being resurrected back to life. I felt the connection that ignited the spark when we both came in contact. It's not only in the touch of our hand that let me feel the spark, it was in his eyes. His piercing deep ocean blue eyes. There was something about this man that was making me drawn towards him, just like how a moth gets attracted towards the flame. He was my flame. The flame that could burn me. He could be dangerous, yet here I was striding with him to the dancefloor, without having a care in the world how could this may affect me in the near future. I don't know from where the nerve to being this mischievous came from, but for now I would like to put the blame on the tequila. He was holding my hand in a tight and firm gra
Sebastian was an engima for me. He was the missing puzzle piece that I was trying too hard to find out to complete the puzzle. And now that I have him, I am not going to let go this missing puzzle piece. At least not for tonight that's I am damn sure about. There was fire in his eyes. A fire that was burning for me. If I could then I would let myself burn completely in this fire of lust and rise again like a phoenix. Sebastian leisurely skimmed his fingers from the back of my palm, moving them slowly through my arms all the way upto my shoulders. My strapless dress was not helping at all. We were skin to skin and his touch felt electric. Sebastian cradled my face with his fingers, inching closer and closer towards me. His eyes were already turned dar
My words did their magic and in no time, both Sebastian and me were out of the club. Time was running too slow for us as both of us wanted to reach his hotel ASAP. Sebastian called his driver and in no second we were fooling with each other on the backseat of his car. Hold up a second, car sex was on my list, but not when I could clearly see his driver through the mirror. “Have your way with me, but not here.” I held his hand, and kissed the back of his palm. Sebastian nodded finally understanding my concern and linked our fingers. ~~~ Shortly after, we arrived at the seven-star hotel. Shit, it was the same hotel where I was living as well. I mean, what were the odds of fucking your one-night stand just below some floors from your suit? I hoped this man was not a serial killer or some crazy stalker, cause that would be bad! Sebastian extended his hand for me to
Sebastian escorted both of us into his penthouse. My inside was bubbling with both eager and uncertainty. What if he was not as much into me as I was feeling for him? Doing a one night stand was never in my bucket list but now that I was here with him so yeah fuck the uncertainty. I should definitely go for it. With a dazzling flash, Sebastian flipped the switch, and the lights turned on. I followed my eyes through the area, taking in all of the splendour of his home. Oh my god! It was breathtaking. His place was enormous to be exact. This individual, of course, resides in a penthouse. I’m not sure what I was expecting. Perhaps a standard hotel room like mine? Sebastian was looking at me like I was the last scoop of his ice cream. His thirst for me was insatiable. The moment he put his lips on mine I realised that it
I went back to my apartment in Boston. This was it, my comfort zone and my safe space. I was here, but I feel like my heart is not here. Physically I was present but mentally and emotionally I was still in my dream vacation mode. I was having Sebastian withdrawal syndromes and damn it, what is it about him? I spent One night with him and now he has made me addicted to him. Are you feeling the same Sebastian? Do you miss me too? So many questions were swarming in my mind but I didn't have any answer to those, I mean how could I when I left you in there and a part of me.
Three months have passed since I arrived from my vacation. Life was going as usual and there was nothing interesting to be exact. Except today. I won't call today as interesting to be honest. I wasn't excited but terrified. My inside started churning with every step I took towards the Office of CEO, Rebstorn designs. Without even knocking, I pushed the door open and strode towards the woman sitting behind the desk with a resting bitch face. “Mom, please tell me you are just kidding.” I huffed out the words in frustration, slamming my palms on the sleek desk through the process. I couldn’t believe this. Was I getting tricked? “No, Tina I am not.” Rebecca Josephine Kingston, also known as my mother, declared, keeping her calmness intact. “Mom, why are you doing this to me?”
Five days before : It was a rainy Boston Thursday. While the droplets were drizzling outside, I was relaxing comfortably snuggled inside my blanket, totally chilling out with my favourite series through my laptop. I was almost to the clinax part of the season, when the buzz of my phone, made me pause the series.Ugh who's calling me at this moment? It was my sister Jess, of course trying to annoy me. "Tina please be a darling and tag along with mom and Ryan for the meeting with Mr Anderson". Jessica's face hollered from the other line. What! no hello no greetings! "Sister, you know that I love you, but I don't do business meetings". I deadpanned To be honest I don't do business! (although I have majored with a business degree) "Tina mom said she wants you there, I worked so hard for this hotel, and I want you to see m
All right, folks, D-day was finally here. No matter how much I didn’t want to, I still have to be there for my family. Jessica and Mom really worked very hard regarding this project, and I have to be there with them in their finest moments. I thought I was being selfish, only relying upon my convenience and letting my comfort zone get the worst out of me. I finally made my decision and so here it was, finally sitting on the flight and heading towards New York City. What could possibly go wrong in one night anyway, Right? Well, If I only knew. Almost all the Kingston family members, along with Tiffany and Andrew, except my favourite Nana, were here for the grand event. Tiffany’s Dad, being a Hollywood hall of fame superstar, was also invited as well and so were Andrew’s parents, who were business partners with