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“Don’t worry about it.” Sebastian picked me up and threw me into the passenger seat. I almost hit my head on the roof of the car.
“Be careful with her.” Caleb stomped over to him and stood chest to chest with him again.
Sebastian had a nasty grin on his face that told him to be careful. Caleb got the message and was smart enough to back off.
Sebastian laughs and says, “Good boy.” “And Caleb, get rid of the bodies,” he said firmly.
Sebastian got into the driver’s seat, and I looked at Caleb, who was looking right back at me. I didn’t want to look at him anymore, so I looked down. The car started to move.
I leaned back in my seat and wiped away the tears that were starting to form around my eyes. I wanted to scream or pull out my hair, but I didn’t want him to know he had won.
“Has he killed anyone?” I asked, wanting to know more about everything.
“Don’t worry, your boyfriend can’t even kill a fly.”
“Then why does he work for you?” I asked, feeling confused and scared.
“I found him in Louisiana, and he needed money, so I hired him.”
“Which is?” I finally asked, looking at him. He kept his eyes on the road and turned the wheel.
“None of your goddamn business.”
I crossed my arms over my chest, stopped asking him questions, and turned back to the window.
After that, the car ride was mostly quiet. He didn’t talk, and the radio wasn’t on. I don’t even know where the hell we’re going. I should probably ask.
What if he’s taking me to a hole in the ground to kill me? He wouldn’t, would he?
“Where are we going?”
“Somewhere.” He gave me a very short answer that didn’t help.
“Where is somewhere?” I asked again, just changing how I asked it.
“Hotel.”
“Hotel? Damn hotel. I have a life, friends, family, and a mother who is very controlling.” I said this angrily.
“Do you really think your mum doesn’t know what I do for a living or where you’re going?”
“I don’t want to relive my mom’s past with you,” I said quietly but loud enough for him to hear.
“Your dad and I are two different men who do business in different ways.”
“Right, you like to kill people in your kitchen.”
“And your dad would just do it behind your guy’s back.” He smiled, but it was clear he was being sarcastic.
I always knew about my dad’s business, but he never let my mom and me be a part of it. He kept us safe from that kind of life.
“Just take me home,” I said softly.
While he looked up at the thunderous sky, he didn’t pay attention to me. “We’ll have to stay in a hotel tonight.”
“Don’t try to change the subject, Sebastian,” I said, but he didn’t listen.
I can’t be alone in a hotel room with him. The last time we were alone, I let my mum down and so did he. I sat back down in my seat and pouted. Why does God always have to do this to me?
I can see Hotel 6 in big letters across a small building. It’s the devil’s number. He parked the car close to the door. I looked up at the rain that was covering the sky. I didn’t have an umbrella or a jacket.
I ask, “How am I supposed to get down when it’s pouring outside?”
“Simple, you open the door and step outside.” He looked confused.
You smart a*s.
I opened the car door and ran into the hotel, almost slipping on the wet floor. Sebastian walked in slowly, not bothered by the rain. People were looking at me funny, maybe because I almost ate shit right now.
“One night in a room.” He told the man at the front desk, who quickly began typing something into his computer. One room?
“I won’t share a room with you.” I crossed my arms over my chest. He is doing this on purpose to make a sick, twisted point. His eyes brighten with interest.
“Have fun sleeping outside then.” He smiled, and a loud noise outside made me jump. Mother Nature is even against me.
I am standing at the door of our hotel room with my mom’s fiancé, who I have slept with and who has just killed people. What could go wrong?
“Are you really going to stand there like a f*****g statue?”
I rolled my eyes and shut the door behind me. I tried to hurry to the bathroom, but my hand hit the door knob before it got there. I couldn’t move anymore because Sebastian’s hand was in front of me.
I yelled, “Move!” What’s his problem with me? He’s getting on my nerves.
He whispers in my ear, “Are you nervous?” and it sends shivers down my back.
He sadly thought my anger was nervousness, but they mean two different things.
“Not at all.”
“Then look me in the eye,” he says. I could almost see the smug look on his face in my head.
I was so scared to look into his sinful eyes that I couldn’t take my eyes off the floor.
I finally looked him in the eye, and as I licked my dry, needy lips, I swallowed the big knot in my throat. His eyes fell to my lips, and all of a sudden they sparkled with interest.
The air got thick, and I could smell the s****l frustration that was in the room, which made the air toxic and unbearable. He slowly and carefully raised his hand to my cheek. His hand gently brushed my cheek before he forcefully pulled me closer to his lips. Then his hand went down around my neck.
“You’re my temptation,” he said softly. “And I hate you for it.”
I didn’t know what to say, so I just looked into his dark, empty eyes.
He turned his head to the left to look outside at the dark, rainy sky. He was so beautiful that I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. Everything about him made me think of a geek god. He still had water droplets on the side of his cheek. I don’t know why, but I gently wiped them away with my finger, which made him look back at me.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have—”
He slammed his lips against mine with such force that it felt like he had been waiting to do it.
I fought it off at first and tried to get away from him. I pushed his chest with my hands to try to get some space between us, but it didn’t work. I should have fought harder, especially since he’s been treating me badly, but I just couldn’t do it. He had complete control over my body, mind, and almost my soul. My body was a slave to him.
I gave up and wrapped my arms around the back of his neck to pull him closer. I kissed him with the same passion while pulling at his shirt, wanting it to be gone. He quickly ripped it off.
“Jump.” He grunted against my lips, and I did what he said. I gasped when I felt his hand gripping my a*s tightly and my legs wrapped around his body.
He throws me on the bed, and my legs fall open. I took off my shirt as quickly as I could while still kissing him. He helps me by tearing my bra off in the middle like it was nothing. That made me even wetter. He puts my right n****e in his soft, warm mouth right away, which makes me moan. He looked like a crazy lion looking for food, and this time I was the food he was looking for.
His rough eyes looked over every part of my body. He pulled back and just looked at me.
I couldn’t wait any longer, so I got up on my knees and moved over to him. My hands ran up his abs as I looked into his eyes with innocent eyes. A sweet smile crept up my lips before I slammed them against his. He reaches down with his hand and grabs my left leg, pulling it up higher with each kiss.
Our bodies hit the bed hard, and he uses his elbows to keep his weight balanced so he doesn’t hurt me.
He kissed me all the way down the valley of my b****t, making my back arch. His lips kept going lower and lower until they got to my jeans. He slowly unzipped them and pulled them down with my panties.
“Sebastian,” I tried to say.