Sebastian.I tried to remain anonymous for the time being. When people found out the leader of a certain group was twenty and inexperienced, in their thwarted opinion, they considered the person a dummy.I clenched my fist so tightly my knuckles turned white as I stood outside the door to their family home. My palms were clenched into fists at my side.I knew the Walters like the back of my hands. They were probably already seated together, hands clamped together while they watched me fidget on their home monitor. Maybe the mom, the bastard of a woman, was trying her best to convince her daughter what a great match this certainly was going to be.I had always hated the idea of arranged marriages, and now one was being forced on me against my will, just so I could keep my group.I wondered what else they would use to convince her. Giving that they didn't want her to know what was actually going on in our world.I took a deep breath to steady myself before I knocked on the door. Once. T
Elena.Something smelled delicious, like a bundle of cinnamon roll, spice, and heat. I wanted to wrap it around me like a blanket.I snuggled closer to the source, enjoying the strong, solid warmth beneath my cheek. If I could stay on that bed forever, I would, but I had promised to help Jaden learn finger painting today.I had to allow myself to have one more moment of coziness - had my bed been so wonderful and big, without any other human attached to my arms - before I opened my eyes and yawned. My room looked different. Weird. My bed was closer to the window for some reason. There were no pictures of Charlotte and I on the nightstand, no vase of roses by its side. And certainly no Charlotte and a silly Jaden with legs sprawled everywhere, on my bed.My eyes searched around the room until it landed onto the broad expanse of bare, tan skin by my side, and my stomach dropped. Familiar blue eyes stared back at me, with no hint of the concern I had seen last night.He flicked his gaze
Elena.He was unaware that I held the necklace with the J on it. Sebastian and Ari entered the room at the same time. The former cut a sleek, powerful figure in his all black outfit- black pants, black shoes, black boots, and black shirt. A sharp contrast with his tan complexion. My fingers tightened around the necklace. The sharp pain I got from the J pendant digging into my skin helped calm my racing heart.Sebastian and I didn't greet each other. Not even a word, a slight nod of acknowledgement. "Hey Ari," I said quietly. I willed myself to become even smaller to avoid whatever punishment Sebastian had in store for me.She kept her gaze on Sebastian instead, ignoring me like I was some sort of cockroach beneath her boots. Just when I thought I knew her, she gave me another slide of her personality.Horrid, beautiful, graceful.The air hummed with silence as I watched Sebastian get rid of the gloves and boots. It wasn't something that was overly sexual but I found myself giving h
Elena.Of all the ways I had pictured my Friday night going, getting trapped in my room by a man that Sebastian had considered to be dangerous, currently staring at me like I had committed the worse kind of treason was not one of them.“I am sorry, but I don’t think staring at me would have the desired effect you hope for,” I stroved for bravery even as I took a step back. He stared at me like he had something against me, and like he was ready to see me squirm.“I don’t believe I actually ever explained who I was to you.” His smirk was as dangerous as the devil’s, strong enough to break glass. Objectively, he was one of the most handsome men I had ever seen. With his hair as dark as midnight, his chiselled jaw, cerulean eyes, and a body like one of those Greek gods. But there was something sinister about him, something about his expression that would be considered ‘sinful’ to a set of women.He had the sort of vibes my ex, Charlotte’s father, was known for.“Ryan Walter of the Walter
All Elena wanted was to become the best mother to her daughter.She showered her with love and attention whenever she could.Shielded her from the harsh reality of their situation. No one could call her a bad mom. No one.****Elena.I felt those hands again, creeping up my back and sending trails of pleasure up my spine.My hands were placed firmly on the table behind me to help keep me balanced lest I slipped and fell on the floor. He wrapped his hand around my neck, pulling my naked body against his, until my front was up against his abs."Elena," He whispered my name at first, his deep voice sent shivers through my entire body.I moaned softly when he kissed me, his mouth tasted of tequila and whatever flavourful toothpaste he used. A delicious cocktail of flavours that made me mad with desire."Elena, Elena," He grunted as his hands slipped down my body and towards my core.I was entirely soaked at this point. I would have given my left lung just for him to plunge those fingers
Sebastian Halloway.The men wanted to be him or kill him. Whichever one came first.The women wanted to wife him, bed him, love him.Sebastian Halloway was an enigma. A delicious mystery. From the young age of twenty, he had amassed great wealth to rival even the wealthiest of businessmen.And the only thing that rivalled that wealth was his body. His body was published in magazines from New Zealand to England.No one knew if he had a kid. No one knew if he was married. No one knew if he even had parents.And most would love to keep it that way.*****Elena."They're disgusting, the lot of them," The woman who looked like she stepped out of a mean girl movie scoffed, her lips caught in a sneer.She turned to look at me, "Don't you agree?"The cupcakes I made weren't going to win any award, but at least no one would call me a 'deadbeat mum'. I watched the other mothers going around, picking each and any snack they could find that looked edible enough and stuffing their mouths with th
Elena.There's only so much one's mental health can take. Only so much one can take."Get out," I snapped, my fingers pointed straight at the exit, "Get out, get out, get out...."If my ex had decided to run a silly game and I was to be used as bait to get him, then I wanted none of it. I wouldn't drag Charlotte down that rabbit hole ever again.The blond woman did not move. Neither did her goons. Instead, she walked into my apartment and made herself comfortable on my worn-out couch, her face devoid of any emotion.My eyes followed each and every movement from her, from her nimble fingers opening her bag and bringing out an envelope that she placed gently on the table. Her eyes met mine, and she made a gesture to the envelope.I had no idea what might be inside. If it was a bomb, then she wouldn't want me to open it while she was still here.Except she was some sort of sadistic bitch.I tore the envelope open, the content inside being a white sheet of paper with information on me and
Elena.He smelled like coffee, mixed with cinnamon. Ash. The woods outside. Oud. I froze in place, partly because I could easily die here, but mostly because I had left the kids alone.I was such a terrible nanny."I won't ask you again, so you better answer fast," He spoke like a cat, soft, slow, and purring each word. "Who the fuck are you? And what the fuck are you doing in this particular room in this estate."My fingers dug into the hand that was draped across my body, my head grew a bit fuzzy and it seemed like I couldn't think of who I was anymore.He held unto my neck, a little too tightly for my liking. At the point of the attack, I had not even registered the fact that he had a literal knife tip pointed at my back. He could kill me if he so desired."I am Elena, I am the nanny for Jaden Halloway,"The chuckle was not what I expected as the response. The chuckle and digging the knife a bit harder, almost enough to break skin."Who are you? Sebastian hired a nanny? Do you real