Seb opens our apartment door and turns on the lights; I walk in, only to be pushed against the wall and hungrily kissed by my boyfriend as I hear him lock the door.

His hands wrap around my waist as he pulls me closer and furiously delves his tongue inside as if he couldn't get enough.

I push him, matching his hunger, and kiss him back with equal fervor.

God, I missed him.

"Fuck, you drive me insane," he grumbles, licking my lips.

"And you always seem to have a way to provoke me," I murmur, grabbing his collar when he pulls away only to kiss me harder.

"You make me lose my fucking mind," he growls as he lifts my dress and places his hands on my panty-clad pussy.

I let out a low moan.

"Fuck, you're fucking drenched baby," he growls as he rubs my clit on top of my panty.

Whilst a euphoric sensation takes over, I bite my lip and move my hips.

A tearing sound can be heard in the hall, and when the familiar feeling of his thumb on my clit appears, it clicks.

He unbuttoned my blouse and threw it, along with my bra, on the floor.

I glare, or at least try to.

"It was a new set," I mutter softly.

I groan and throw my head back as he smirks back and inserts his middle finger inside me.

"Those look better torn anyway," he says, sucking right below my ear.

I try to rub my breasts and reach for them. But he takes one of my nipples in his mouth and french kisses it after leaving a soft trail of kisses along my septum.

Oh my goodness.

I close my eyes just as he accelerates and fucks me with his middle finger while assaulting my breasts, biting, licking, sucking, and marking them.

The intensity of the situation, the way a pressure builds up in my abdomen as I move my hips and murmur softly, 'faster,' 'harder.' While he continues to whisper filthy words into my ears,

"Would you like me to fuck hard, baby?"

"Will you take my cock inside your sweet pussy like the good girl you are?"

"Would you like me to fuck you like I own you?" He sucks my neck and growls.

But then he takes his fingers away; the absence of his fingers awakens me from my trance, and rage erupts within me.

"You will cum with me," he said, his eyes darkening.

Normally, I refuse any command, but there's something about the way he says it that makes me shiver and become even wetter.

"Turn around," he commands authoritatively. And something is clearly wrong with me if I find this hot.

When I turn around, I hear belt and zip opening and a packet tearing; before I can figure out what's going on, he thrusts himself into me.

"Put your hands up against the wall," he grunts and groans. And fucks me faster and harder. His skin slaps my skin as his dick deepens and hits a zero spot that makes me see stars.

He growls and continues to pound, then picks one of my thighs and fucks me from a different angle, and Oh God.

"Oh, Sébastien," I moan, his cock tightening inside me.

"Tell me you belong to me," he growls, pinching my nipple.

"You," I moan.

I can't take it any longer.

"I will fucking murder any other man who even looks in your direction," he growls, turning me around and forcing me to face him as he picks me up still inside me and fucks me against the wall.

"Seb, I can't " I moan, tears welling up in my eyes from the intensity of this pain and pleasure,

"I'm close too, baby," he says as he kisses the daylights out of me.

With one more thrust, I collapse, screaming his name and biting his shoulder. While still holding me in his arms, he comes undone after some more sloppy pounds. I lean against the wall to catch my breath, and he does the same by pressing his cheeks against mine.

Sebastian does not put me down, but instead walks into his room, places me on the bed, and lies down as well; bringing me into his arms.

I drown in my dreamland whilst hearing his heartbeat.

Forgetting about dinner.

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I woke up to an empty bed. The curtains were drawn, preventing sunlight from entering the room making it dark, cold, and extremely comfortable. I yawned and snuggled in the comforter even more, wondering where Seb could be. The bathroom door was left open, and the lights were turned off, indicating that no one was present inside.

That's when I heard distant rock music echoing, as if it were coming from our halls.

I wanted to ignore the idea of waking up and thought I would ask Seb later where he was, but I also needed to get to work.

So I loudly groaned and sat on the bed, groggily.

A pain shot through my abdomen.

Oh God.

I exhaled and closed my eyes. The pain and cramps were killing me.

Menstrual pain, ovulation pain, and now pain as a result of my pleasure. What else must we go through?

But isn't it this very thing that makes us stronger and more empowered?

I stand up, ignoring the pain the keeps shooting in my lower abdomen.

I put on Seb's discarded white T-shirt that I had picked up from the floor.

It's oversized and comfortable, just how I like it.

I brush my teeth and freshen up, intending to shower later before leaving for work.

I open the bedroom door and walk towards the source of the noise, which leads to the kitchen.

The aroma of pancakes hits my nose just as I am greeted by a very enticing view.

Sebastian wore nothing but his sweatpants that hung loosely on his hips and his bare back was in my sight of vision. He whistles along with the song while flipping a pancake.

He doesn't notice me since he is too preoccupied with his work, so I lean against the wall, cross my arms against my chest, and enjoy the view.

I mean, I don't always see my sexy man in the kitchen.

He turns around after a minute, as if feeling someone's gaze on his back.

His face flushes with surprise, which is quickly replaced by an adorable grin as he walks up to me, taking his time to inspect me from head to toe, his eyes glinting with satisfaction and a tinge of possessiveness.

"Did the music startle you awake? I thought it was low enough" As he kisses my cheek, he says.

"No, I woke up," I said, smiling.

He returned the smile.

We don't stop staring at each other. I may well stare at his deep blue ocean eyes all day, remembering the mysteries and elegance of the sea.

"Hey baby," he grins.

"Hey," I say, biting my lower lip to keep myself from smiling.

"It appears that my shirt looks better on you," he says, a smug expression on his face.

My cheeks begin to heat up.

I clear my throat.

"It's comfortable," I shrug, trying to appear unbothered while suppressing my big grin and avoiding the giddiness within me.

He smiles and shakes his head as he kisses my cheeks.

"You just can't accept compliments, can you?" He chuckles, his eyes bright with adoration, as if he loves it.

"Who said I can't? Of course, I can! Anyways, what did you make for breakfast?

My pathetic excuse of changing the subject was not lost on him.

"Pancakes," he says, biting his lips and trying not to laugh in my face.

I scowl but don't say anything else.

While I take my seat, Seb walks around the table, turns off the stove, which was on low heat, and places pancakes on our plates, drizzling maple syrup on both.

While he serves my plate and takes a seat beside my chair, I pour myself a glass of water.

I begin to eat when I notice Seb staring at me with scrunched brows and a scowl.

"What's the matter?" I ask, confused.

"Nothing," he grumbles as he begins to eat.

I frown at him, thinking how I had forgotten how annoying he can be at times.

Nonetheless, I begin digging my food while ignoring him.

I hear him sigh and feel the pull on my chair as he pulls mine closer to his.

"Much better," he mumbles.

I raise my brow.

So this was what all of this was about?

"Why were you sitting so far away from me?" He grumbles, he places his hand on my thigh.

I wouldn't lie I found this endearing, his desire to be close to me. It made my heart skip a beat.

"To get away from your annoying ass," I grumble as I eat, ignoring the butterflies in my stomach.

"Well, sorry to disappoint, but you're stuck with this annoying ass for the rest of your life," he growled playfully as he bit my neck.

"Babe," I laugh, and he laughs with me.

We eat while talking, him feeding me while I ramble on about everything in the universe, starting from the birth of a baby to how dark space must be.

He keeps nodding and listening to me intently; at one point, it seemed as if he wouldn't have been anywhere else but at this table.

But that was just a crazy thought I had, to make myself happy.

Anyway, I inquired about his office days. He detailed his workload and the amount of pressure he feels he is under.

"You can do it, babe, I believe in you," I say, putting my hand on his.

"Thanks, babe," he says, lightly squeezing my hand.

"I wanted to talk to you about something," he said after a minute of silence while I chewed.

"Come on," I say, my mouth full of food.

He smiles while staring at me, then his face becomes solemn before he begins speaking.

"I would like you to leave Henderson Inc," he says.

I frown but ask him to repeat thinking what I heard was incorrect.

"I would like you to leave Henderson Inc." He reiterates his previous statement.

"No," I replied.

He clenches his teeth but remains composed.

"You can work in Greysons with me in the same position," he says.

As if it were that easy.

"It's not that simple, Seb."

I tried to calm myself down, but I couldn't stop the rising anger within me.

"You're the one making it complicated; it's actually quite simple. There will be no difference" He claims,

I start laughing.

"Are you even listening to yourself? Who says it won't make a difference? There will, of course, be a difference! Seb, I earned my place in Henderson Inc. That was my first job, which I obtained without the assistance of my parents or my brother! That's something I earned; you can't take it away from me!" I exclaim.

"It's all the same! Just a different company, and our businesses are brothers" He clenches his jaws, as if I am the one who is not making sense.

"And what will people say? They'll say, I fucked you to get to the top. And I will not allow that to be said about me."

He growls, "I will fucking kill anyone who says that about you."

"But even so, you should not have to! Even if they don't say anything to my face, I'll never be able to earn my place there because they'll respect me out of obligation rather than choice. Furthermore, this is unjust to your coworkers" I glare, my nostrils flaring.

"I understand you're saying this because you don't want me to work with my ex, and I don't either, but I have to, you have to trust me. " I say softly.

"I trust you, but not him," he sighs.

I exhale softly, thinking we were done with this conversation, but he opens his mouth again.

"If you were in my position, would you want me to work with my ex?" He says, challenging me with his eyes.

Asshole.

"I would have hated it, but you don't have an ex, so that question is irrelevant." I raise an eyebrow and smile phonily.

It takes everything in me not to laugh when I hear him mutter "smartass" under his breath.

He opens his mouth again, but I stop him.

"I'm done having this conversation," I declare, slapping both palms on the table.

He glares, shakes his head, and is about to say something when the ring on his phone catches his attention.

I scowl, who is calling him at 6 a.m.?

"Who is that?" I grumble,

He looks at me with confusion in his eyes, which are replaced with a glint of mischievousness when his eyes meet mine.

"My German girlfriend."

I smack him on the shoulder, and he winces and laughs.

"Fuck, that hurt babe," he laughs, his eyes crinkling.

"Good," I mumbled.

While I glared at the phone, it continued to ring.

"It's my father," he chuckles, kissing my cheeks and whispering in my ear,

"I love it when you get jealous over me," he winks before answering the phone.

My cheeks begin to heat up.

"I wasn't jealous," I mumble.

"Keep telling yourself that," he says with a smile that fades to a blank expression when he receives the call.

"Dad"

I couldn't understand what his father was saying, but whatever it was, I knew we wouldn't like it.

I already despise his father, and believe me, I rarely pass judgment on people before meeting them.

It was a one-minute call,

"What exactly is it about?" Sebastian inquires, his voice emotionless.

I see him clench his jaws before responding, "Okay," and hanging up the phone.

I remain quiet until he tells me what it was about.

"He called to tell me about an urgent meeting today with both companies in our office, both companies employees will be there, guess you already got an email," he sighs.

"What exactly is it about?" I prod,

"I'm not sure, he didn't elaborate, but I have a feeling I'm not going to like it," he clenches his jaws.

I get up and rub his shoulder.

"Let's be optimistic," I say as I smile and hug him.

He wraps his arms around me.

I really hope that this meeting does not cause any problems.

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Author's note

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