CHAPTER 112BRIANNA’S POVI don’t think I have ever been so conscious of my looks as I stared at my reflection in the full-length mirror in front of me. I must admit I looked divine. The last time I looked this good was when Sebastian and I went to that royal couples’ night out party that turned into a disasterThough I didn’t see it as necessary and told him not to bother, Sebastian stubbornly had one of the maids take me shopping for clothes, to a salon to get my hair done, and to a spa for a full body massage session and beauty treatment. It was my first time going to a spa and the experience was…relaxing and refreshing. I enjoyed it.Sebastian wanted everything and everyone to be perfect for his uncle’s visit. He wanted me to meet him. At first, I was overwhelmed with the idea. I wasn’t that okay with it. I felt he was moving too fast.Catherine just passed away. And from what he told me, she and his uncle were fond of each other. We just got together and were still figuring thin

CHAPTER 114SEBASTIAN’S POVI put a lot of effort into organizing this. Everything was supposed to go well. It was meant to be perfect. Uncle Joe was supposed to like Brianna and make her feel welcome. But he just did the entire opposite to my greatest shock and surprise.I can’t believe he said all that mean stuff to her and made her look like shit in front of me. That was unlike Uncle Joe. The only uncle I knew. In all my years of knowing him, I never thought he could be so cruel.Brianna was an omega. Not just any omega but an omega I got from the slave auction. Yes, I’m perfectly aware of that. But what difference does it make?She is the beat in my heart. The light in my day. Anytime I sleep I see her. Whenever I wake up I see her. Only her. Every day I tell myself I want to be with her. I want to love her and make her feel better. I want to make her mine. Forever. I don’t give a fuck about societal status or what anyone thinks. They can rot in hell with their thoughts for all I

CHAPTER 116BRIANNA’S POVI woke up feeling like I was hit by a bus. Every part of my body ached and cramped, especially my head and neck.A breathy wince escaped my lips as I tried to wriggle on the bed but found it almost impossible. My heavy eyelids fluttered open only to be greeted by a blinding white light that hurt my eyes and made my vision blurry. I blinked several times before my vision slowly adjusted to the light.The beeping of the heart monitor and various medical monitors that displayed vital signs nearby, and the sterile smell of antiseptic mingled with the faint scent of fresh linen was enough to tell me I was in a hospital. But I couldn’t remember how I got here.I swallowed hard and my throat hurt from the impact. Everywhere hurt. Even my breathing hurt. I felt so weak I could assume I was paralyzed. I tried to lift my head to look around, but a sharp pain made a loud groan escape my mouth, and my head fell back onto the pillow. That was when I realized my neck was

CHAPTER 118 BRIANNA’S POV “No…no…Sebastian,” I muttered several times, finding it hard to believe what he just said. “You can’t cut any ties with anyone most especially your family member for my sake. I don’t want you ruining the relationship you have with him all because of me…” “Brianna listen…hey….” I wished I could shake my head at the moment. I wished I could shake his hand off my cheek. I wished I could cover my ears with my hands. I didn’t want to listen to anything else he had to say. He cut ties with his uncle, someone he said he had a lot of fun with growing up. The person who made those cute shirts with his face on them for him and single-handedly sponsored his 14th birthday and so much more. He had known his uncle for as long as he could remember but only knew me for not more than seven months. Who am I to make him kick him out in the middle of the night and cut all ties with him? His uncle already hated me and didn’t give a shit about me. Sebastian hav

CHAPTER 120BRIANNA’S POVIt’s been more than two weeks since I returned from the hospital. Ever since I did, Sebastian has treated me like I was a golden egg.He gave strict orders to the maids never to let me do anything. They helped me bathe, and change my neck brace, bandages and clothes. They spoon-fed me, brushed my hair, and his guards even carried me to my room when I was too tired to use the crutches. Sebastian had to relocate me to one of the guestrooms downstairs so I wouldn’t have to deal with the difficulty of going upstairs.Though it’s been more than two weeks now, getting to a month, I was still learning to walk properly on the crutches. If anyone had told me I would be using crutches someday, I would have never believed them. I would have laughed and thought they were joking. But look at me. I whiffed out a dry laugh. How ironic.Sebastian has been doing his best. He handled the hospital bills which I knew was a huge sum even though he wouldn’t let me know. He was