49. Devil of My Nightmare

Delilah

"Why do you look mad? I made it quick, just as I promised," Sebastian smirked on our way out.

"You did. But now I'm sore. Did you really have to be so rough?" I glare at him.

Sebastian laughed. "I wanted to be quick. I'll be gentle next time," he cooed and tried to touch me between my legs, but I smacked his hand away.

"Don't touch me, asshole!" I barked.

Sebastian put his hand up in surrender and then concentrated on his driving. He was driving to the office. He is taking me because he wants me to witness him busting my former lover. I bet it will be the most satisfying thing for him.

I shifted uncomfortably. "I am an outsider. It doesn't seem too professional if I'm there."

"You're not a random person. You are my future wife, so it's okay for you to be there. I want you there because I want you to see how much of a loser your lover is," Sebastian grinned.

I frowned. "For the last time, he is not my lover. And god, you're being petty," I said.

"Call it what you want, but I do