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It's been a week since Dad's surgery, and everything has been fine since then, with the exception of frequent hospital visits and pretending that nothing between me and Seb ever existed.

Because everyone was preoccupied with their own emotions, I don't think anyone noticed our intimate hugging in the hospital.

The next day, I met Olivia, Jake's girlfriend, and she was stunningly beautiful. It's no surprise she had Jake wrapped around her little finger. Her baby bump appeared and she was due in 9 weeks. After speaking with her for a while, I grew to like her and realised she was unlike any other girl Jake had ever met.

Despite the overprotective feeling that lingered in my chest, I was happy for my brother. He deserved all the happiness in the world.

Sebastian and I spent less time together and exchanged sly glances and secret kisses; which always left me with wanting more.

I would never admit that outloud.

It's currently 12 a.m. Mum is at the hospital with Dad, while Jake and Olivia are staying in a hotel. Mum had asked Olivia to stay with us, but she politely declined, stating that she doesn't want to move too much right now and will return home once things are back to normal, which I think is fine. Sebastian was there with them because he had checked into the same hotel as them.

I and Theo ended up coming home to rest and freshen up.

I exited the washroom after a warm shower and wrapping a towel around my body.

I hummed a song and stood in front of the mirror, drying my hair with the hair dryer, without looking up; as I was lost in my own fantasy.

Two hands encircled my hips and drew me into a hard chest, causing me to become tense. I would have screamed if it hadn't been for the familiar scent invading my nostrils.

"So fucking beautiful. It's so difficult to stay away from you. You are constantly in my fucking mind, and it drives me insane." Seb growls into my ears and rubs his nose against my neck. My skin was tickled by his stubble.

My eyes closed automatically, shivers ran down my spine, and excitement bubbled up in my chest.

"So fucking beautiful," he murmured again, cupping one of my breasts in his hands.

I moaned softly.

He nudged my towel, causing me to open my eyes, and silently questioned me through the mirror.

"Theo," I hesitated.

"He's out on the town with a friend. While you were in the shower, heard him say he'd be late." His eyes were darker than usual when he locked them on mine through the mirror.

I took a deep breath and nodded.

"Have you been here for a while?"

"Ye, long enough for me to see more of your childhood pictures," he smirked and kissed my neck with our eyes locked through the mirror.

A shiver ran down my spine as I closed my eyes.

"Hmm," I murmured as he caressed my bare arms and kissed my hands.

"It's so fucking hard" He murmured, his voice tinged with rage.

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I know," I said softly as I turned around to face his beautiful face. My breath hitches, catching me off guard once more as I realise how beautiful he is, how mesmerising his eyes are, and how melodious his voice is.

"I hate fucking lying to my best friend and going behind his back, I hate myself-" His jaw hardens.

I snatched his attention and slammed my lips against his.

He groans into my mouth and pulls me in closer to his body, his grip on my waist tightening. As our bodies form into a perfect shape, my hands encircle his neck.

Our tongues dance for dominance, and when I close my mouth against his lips, he growls.

He slaps my behind, causing me to gasp, and shoves his tongue into my mouth, causing me to growl.

While he feels up my body, I suck his tongue. I let out an incoherent moan as he squeezes my ass.

He hitches me up and my legs encircle his waist, while he walks us to the bed, still kissing the life out of me.

"It's torturous not to kiss you," he groans, gently tugging on my lower lip. My body bounces against my bed as my back hits it.

As he brushes his lips against mine, his body hovers over mine. I pull his t-shirt over his head, and he tosses it in the corner.

"Greedy, are we?" I could see the satisfaction in his eyes despite his smirk.

I murmur, "It's only fair," and run my fingers through his ripped, hard abs.

While I examine his body, he remains silent. I felt his gaze on my face, but I didn't look him in the eyes.

I'm not sure if whatever we're doing will ever last, because nothing lasts forever; does eternity even exist?

I rose up and kissed his neck, and I heard him inhale softly. I lied back and looked into his eyes, which shone brightly with bliss, vulnerability, and something else I couldn't figure out.

"What?" I murmured, my gaze fixed on his blue eyes.

"Nothing," he said, smiling as he drew me in for another scorching kiss.

He murmurs, kissing my forehead, "Sometimes it hurts to even look at you."

My heart races against my chest, butterflies flutter in my stomach, and adrenaline rushes through my veins.

He lowers his head and runs his nose along my neck. As he kisses my collarbones, my breath becomes heavier.

"So fucking magnificent. Angel. My fucking Angel." As he murmured the last few words into my ears, I could feel the possessiveness seeping through his words.

After silently asking for my permission he wiggled my towel open, exposing my naked body to his gaze.

Strangely, I didn't feel insecure about my body this time; perhaps it was because he was staring at me as if I were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, or perhaps it was because being with him never made me feel any less confident in myself.

Lust, desire, and hunger flashed into his blue pools, darkening his eyes.

"So fucking mine," He murmured, before slamming his lips on my right nipple. My breathing became laboured before I squirmed in sensation beneath him.

While he assaulted my nipple, I moaned. Strong desire coursed through my veins all the way to my core. I could feel the ache in my lower abdomen. My cheeks turned crimson when I felt a hard poke on my thighs.

I haven't gotten used to it yet.

I tried to make him feel the ecstasy he was giving me, but he interlocked our hands and brought both of our hands to my head.

"Let me make you feel good." His deep voice greeted my ears. His lips returned to their previous position with a soft nip in my ears.

With the same intensity, he sucked my left nipple. I squirmed beneath him, squeezing his hands as he drew a circle with the tip of his tongue while staring at me.

He licked the valley between my breasts, then moved lower in a straight line until his tongue reached my navel.

I could hear my loud breaths as the air became heavier.

"What is this?" His tone abruptly changed, becoming alert and stern.

"Can you tell me what you're talking about?" I inquired, rising on my hands but still lying down, and it was then that I noticed what he was staring at.

The scar.

The scar Luke left me with.

I kept my expressions neutral, but I was terrified on the inside. I know nothing good will happen if the truth comes out, and Sebastian is too smart to figure it out, even though the truth has always been mine, and no one knew about it until Luke found out about it recently.

I promised Grizelle that I wouldn't get in the way of her grandsons, but I couldn't stay away from Sebastian. I will not allow Sebastian's relationship with Luke to be ruined, ex or not.

I could already see the gears in his head turning.

"It was a childhood accident—I was a clumsy kid," I laughed softly, letting the lie flow through my laughter.

Sebastian didn't seem to believe it, but he didn't ask any more questions.

"Did anyone hurt you?" His tone was still stiff.

"No- I'm telling you, it was a terrible accident," I smiled, tears welling up in my eyes.

"For a second, I thought someone had done it," he said, nodding. And I could hear where the accusations were coming from.

"Anyone who ever leaves you, even with a sting of an ant, I would murder him or her.," He said, his jaw hardening.

I rolled my eyes and said, "So masculine."

"I'm serious, baby,"

I couldn't help but feel guilty and relieved that I didn't tell him the truth because his eyes shone with determination.

"I know," I murmured, my hands caressing his cheek, "because I would have done the same thing."

He paused for a second before swooping me in for another rough kiss, as if he were claiming me.

"Fuck, you'll the death of me," he grunted, clutching my face between his palms, "but I'd die a thousand deaths for you."

'Crazy man,' I muttered as I rolled my eyes.

"Only for you, baby," he chuckled.

While he gazed adoringly at me, I smiled and softly laughed.

"You'll tell me if someone hurts you, right?" He inquired, his tone solemn.

"Of course," I said with a nod.

I gulped as tears welled up in my eyes; I'd already lied to him, and all I could do now was hope he never found out the truth, despite my intense guilt. It's for the best, I'm sure.

He kissed away my tears,

"I swear, you cry for the most ridiculous reasons," he chuckles, "but that's what makes me want you more," he murmurs, staring into my eyes and rubbing our noses together.

He gives me a soft kiss on the shoulder and gently caresses my neck with his lips.

The temperature of the room rises with 130°.

As my breath slows, his hot breath caresses my skin, and my nipples harden as his lips brush against my boobs once more.

While I writhe beneath him, he kisses me down to my stomach. I could feel juices leaking from the arena between my thighs as it tightened in response to my need. His fingers brushed against my thighs, and his mouth assaulted my body.

"Oh my goodness," I mutter as he kisses my thighs and grips them tightly in his hands as they continue to move.

"Smells like mine," he murmurs, his voice tinged with possessiveness.

My entire body shivers and aches from hunger.

While both of us let out incoherent moans, his tongue strokes my clit.

"So fucking addictive," He growls, before repeatedly stroking my clit. I cry in ecstasy while clutching his shoulders for support.

While he inserts his tongue into my vagina, his lips cover my bud.

"Oh my fucking god!" As his tongue works its magic inside me, I scream.

As he places my legs on his shoulders, creating a better angle and more friction, I shudder.

"Sebastian" I moaned, as he lightly bites my clit,

"Louder" He commands and plunges his tongue deeper inside me,

"Oh my-Sebastian" I moaned louder.

"So fucking delicious," he growls, his tongue thrusting inside me a little harder.

My eyes were watering with pleasure, and the strong desire grew stronger as he drew circles on my clit with his tongue.

He makes me lose my mind by french kissing my clit. I was aware of the need to expel the fluid that had accumulated in my lower abdomen.

"Fuck," he growls, before nipping at my bud and delivering a satisfying blow.

"Oh my goodness. Good lord"

I close my eyes and moan as deep ecstasy envelopes my body.

I keep gasping for air, sweat coats my body, and Sebastian cleans me with his tongue by licking the remaining juices from my thighs.

He climbs back and kisses my brow.

"Even more beautiful when she cums into my mouth," he murmurs, sighing, as if to himself.

"I can't believe you kept me away from this for so long." He narrows his eyes, almosy offended

I chuckled.

"I think I'll keep you around for a while," I said, grinning.

He nibbed my earlobe.

"Oh baby, you're stuck with me for the rest of your life"

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Author's note.

Thanks for reading, please do try to click on that star button/ vote. It helps a lot! 💖

Happy saturday!

Belle.