67. Sweet Dreams

A palpable sense of fear overwhelms Sebastian as he lets himself get dragged around by the person who is nothing but the evil root in his life. It is as if his tongue weren't of any use. He wants to scream, he wants to tell him to get his filthy hands off of him but he can't. He can't even scramble away from his hold, there's no fight in him. There are so many people around. He knows he can scream for help but he just can't. The terrible smile playing on Liam's lips will rather give away the impression that they are friends, and nothing absolutely mortifying isn't happening here.

Sebastian breathes hitch as they finally stop at one corner. The mere sight of Liam's face makes his stomach twist. He gasps for air, a panic attack on the way. He finds his whole body trembling, sweat beads decorating his temple.

“I missed how my presence makes you react, Seb.” A chill goes down his spine at Liam's words, making him weak at the knees. But it's the vicious smile that does the trick. He feel