> I lifted it up, > Sebastian was now leaning onto his desk, his eyes focused on mine.
> I stated, >
I shook my head in disbelief.
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I hesitated, glancing at the pages. >
Sebastian closed his eyes for a moment.
> He spoke softly, yet firmly. > >
I stared up at him, waiting for him to continue. I was sitting on the edge of the chair, refusing to sit back allow myself comfort.
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We stared at each other, desperately trying to read one another.
he finally spoke, breaking the silence that had engulfed us. I bit my lip at his words, and pressed my nails into my legs.
Though I was unsure of how to respond, I parted my lips in preparation. Just as I sucked in a large amount of air, Sebastian cut me off.
> He said, >
> I muttered, thinking back to how much a cried, whimpered, and sobbed to it physically pained me.
Sebastian's eyes widened in obvious shock, and he shook his head. >
He spat out, disgusted.
I had remained silent the entire time, but found myself standing up, distancing myself from him.
>
He shook his head at me.
> He questioned, his eyebrows furrowed together in thought.
I shrugged and allowed a light smile to appear on my lips.
>
Sebastian's eyes lit up, and a grin broke out. >
I shrugged and walked around him, heading towards the door.
I stopped just as I put my hand on the doorknob. > I said, turning so that I could look at him.
Sebastian stared back at me in response, and I laughed at his confused expression.
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Mason looked almost amused at my question, before shaking his head. I felt relief spread throughout my body as I let out a breath of air I had been holding in anticipation.
As brutal as Sebastian was towards me, it was my entire fault. Stupid as it sounds, the gang life is far from a normal one. It was common to be hit by a member, and even more by the leader.
Despite Sebastian's surprising disgust at his actions, I knew I should have seen it coming.
I humiliated him.
I should be dead, but here I was, freshly out of the shower, bruised yet breathing.
Mason was leaned against the doorway, watching as I combed through my hair, water droplets spraying everywhere.
I stated, standing up. Mason raised his eyebrow at that, but didn't question me.
After walking straight past Callum's bedroom, I hurried downstairs, hoping to find Sebastian in his office.
Something about him drew me in, and I knew that was wrong.
I knew it wasn't healthy- he had hurt me I guess I had hurt him too, in a sense.
We were both in the wrong.
> I called out weakly. I found myself walking towards the back of the house, where the door was slightly ajar. I tensed at that, and pulled my sweatshirt closer to my body, hoping to retain some amount of warmth.
I cautiously opened the door, and was greeted by an icy wind, along with a very unfortunate sight. Sitting on the patio steps, Sebastian looked as if he were observing the stars, but the bottle of whiskey in his hands told me otherwise.
> I asked, stepping closer to him. He head turned in my direction, and I let out a shocked yelp when he stood up and faced me, much too quickly for a drunk person.
He pushed our bodies backwards, until my back made contact with the brick wall. His arms trapped me there, but his body provided me with a shield against the wind.
His full, plump pink lips parted, and his husky voice slipped out of his mouth. >
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My breath hitched in my throat and I pushed back into the wall. I tried to escape, but Sebastian easily had me caged between his muscled body and the wall.
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I stared at him in a state of shock, frozen against him.
> he said, >
I nearly choked on air when he leaned down, his eyes softly closing, his lips meeting mine.
Sebastian King was kissing me, slowly and passionately.
It was sweet, minty, and addicting.
When he pulled away, he rested his head against mine, and realization set in for me.
Sebastian said, a pleased look crossing his features.
> My eyes were wide and my heart was racing.
Sebastian leaned in once more, so that my body was flush against his.
And then, with a playful yet seductive tone, he uttered one word.
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