The CEO's Trio ~ Thirty-Eight

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NOT EDITED 😠

Sorry it took me so long to update, I'm exhausted.

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"They're coming." Sebastian yelled slamming his phone down on his desk in frustration.

"Who's coming?" I questioned, pulling Olive onto my lap and attacking her cheek with kisses.

"They're coming," he repeated, running a hand through his thick hair, "They're coming to make my life a living hell."

"Who's they Sebastian?" I enquired as ran a hand through Olives dark hair.

"Olive's parents!" He exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air. It took me a while to figure out what he meant, then I realized he meant the other Olives parents, not the Olive on my lap.

"That's good isn't it? They're coming to visit Olivia," I questioned tilting my head to the side as I watched Sebastian panic.

Olivia had been home for a few days now, she hadn't even gone to school, Sebastian had hired a tutor for her to learn from home while he worked from home.

It wasn't permanent though.

Jacob had disappeared, and we'd questioned Savannah and Audrianna about their whereabouts throughout the whole time Olivia was missing.

Savannah had turned bright red and refused to answer any questions, and as soon as the topic was brought up, she'd instantly change the subject. Whereas Audrianna began to cry and accused me of interrogating her.

After that, I just gave up.

Olivia was back home safetly and that's all that mattered.

"No. No it's not, Rylee I didn't attend their daughter's funeral, I didn't contact them after Olive was born and I never replied to any of their messages. They blame me for Olive's death." he groaned, burying his head in his hand.

Olive, looked around the room at the mention of her name, the rice cake that she'd been sucking on, falling out of her mouth.

"Da-Da," she mumbled, pointing at the rice cake, her dark hair falling on her face as she looked down. She adored Sebastian, He was all she spoke about.

"It's fine," I reached over to the packet and pulled out another one, breaking it into small pieces and handing her one, she turned to look up at me and smiled, "Olive thinks it'll be fine too."

Olive raised her hand, waving her rice cake in my face, I assumed she wanted me to take a bite of the soggy rice. I placed my teeth into the cake and took a bite, quickly swallowing it.

Olive brought the cake to her face, her mouth falling open as she stared at her half-eaten rice cake piece in shock.

"Dadada," she called, wiggling out of my grasp as she showed Sebastian her rice cake.

"She's telling on me," I laughed, placing her on the floor so she could bear crawl to Sebastian, something that she'd recently starting doing. According to the websites, it was sign she was going to start walking soon.

When Olive reached Sebastian, she grabbed onto his chair and pulled herself up, dropping her rice cake in the process. She squatted down, picking up her rice cake.

Then she let go, standing hands free and holding up her arms, Sebastian pulled her up onto his lap and kissed her cheek, trying to prevent her aimless babbling.

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"Don't worry Sebastian, you'll do great," I encouraged, patting him on his shoulder as I buttoned up his shirt. I knew he was very capable of doing these things by himself but I just liked helping.

"Thank you Rylee, and don't forget we'll be back at three," he warned, pressing a kiss to my cheek, as he picked up the flowers he'd bought them and walked outside, where Audrianna stood, patiently waiting for him.

She quickly stuffed her phone in her purse and smiled at Sebastian, showing off her pearly white teeth. She stuck out her hand and I quickly closed the blinds and turned around.

Oliver sat on the floor, holding a small toy car.

"Hi." He greeted me casually, and I nodded smiling at him. He didn't wait for a reply, before turning back to his game of cars.

I walked over to couch and took a deep breath, I had two hours until they were due back home.

What to do? What to do?

The house was already clean and surprisingly all the dishes had been done. Olive was taking a nap, and Olivia was upstairs, catching up on missed school work.

The body guards in this house weren't very fun, so I turned to Oliver and smirked.

Guess we were just going to have fun by ourselves.

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"You just gotta let my love,

Let my love,

Let my love adorn you," I sang, spinning Oliver on my back as we danced to Miguel.

"Ah, weh-weh-weh-weht," Oliver sang, his favourite and the only part of the song that he actually knew. I chose to ignore his mispronunciation of the letter 'l'

"It just adorn you,

You got to know,

You gotta kno--," the front door opened and Sebastian, Audri and an older couple walked in behind them.

"--Oh! You're home...fifteen minutes early," I mumbled, looking to the ground in shame and embarrassment. So much for a good first impression... I didn't even have trousers on...

"So Sebastian, is that what your home has come to? Interesting.."

"Don't get any ideas Pierre," the older woman snapped, pushing past Sebastian and Audri and walking into the house, "Do you not have someone to take your bags or hang up your coat?" She asked suprised as Sebastian dumped the two suitcases on the ground and closed the door behind him.

"Dad-eeee," Oliver yelled, jumping off my back and into Sebastian's arms, while Olivia trodded down the stairs.

"Ah! They've grown so much, they're so tall now," Pierre muttered, eyeing Oliver who was happily babbling to Sebastian about his love for cars, "Fascinating..."

"So where's the mutt?" The woman asked, and I realized I'd still never gotten their name.

"Winstons upstairs," Audri replied, tiredly as she clutched onto the couch for support. She was undeniably pale, which was so unlike her normal orange self.

"I thought you'd had a baby girl..." The woman thought aloud and my eyes almost popped out of that sockets, "But oh well,"

"Surely, you don't mean that?" I asked, my mouth still open in suprise, "If that was a joke then it wasn't funny,"

"Please remember that's my daughter you're talking about," Sebastian grumbled, picking up the suitcases and disappearing upstairs.

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"Isn't she just adorable? Would you like to hold her?" I asked Pierre as I held Olive, close to him.

His devil of a wife was outside in the garden with Savannah, after saying some more degrading things to Olive.

"Uhm, I'd rather not," he fixed his glasses, pushing them further up his nose, "babies are quite sticky creatures and I'm not a big fan of mess."

I nodded, though I didn't really believe him and brought Olive into my chest and kissed her forehead.

"Does it have a middle name? I'd find myself more at peace, if I was able to use it's middle name," he suggested but I shook my head.

"She does have a middle name, it's Destiny but--."

He cut me off, "Destiny what an extraordinary name," he cooed, fascinated "Olivette always managed to chose such interesting names for children,"

Olivette?

I chose not to question, and continued to bounce Olive, up and down, "Are you sure you don't want to hold her? She's never met her grandad before,"

"No, I'm not a big fan of children myself, Olivette was quite a suprise, but after Olivette, I knew I didn't want anymore children, as they're very messy and I, for one, am not a fan of mess,"

I don't care, I wanted to say. I just wanted him to hold her and play with her like a normal grandad, who was smitten over his grandaughter.

"Of course you're not," I muttered, turning on my heel and storming away.

God, I just wanted to punch something.

I had seen, with my own two eyes, Mr Pierre hold Oliver, the stickiest of us all. I pushed open the door to my bedroom and sat Olive on the bed, crouching down to look into her specatular blue eyes.

"You are special, don't let it get to you." She smiled at me, reaching out to touch my face

But I don't think she understood, I hoped she would never.

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"Our Olivette was just so smart, she was excellent at chemistry, never got lower than an A. She was going to be a pharmacologist," Albertina- Olivette's mother, chatted carelessly as she took a bite out of her caeser salad, "But then she met, you, Sebatian, and decided to throw that all away,"

I could tell Sebastian was holding his tongue, trying not to say something he'd regret.

"Which resulted in her dead." She finished, taking a sip of her wine as she glanced at Olive who was sitting on my lap, taking my roast potatoes and stuffing them in my mouth when she thought I wasn't looking.

"It wasn't like that." Sebastian growled, stabbing his chicken with his fork.

"Of course it wasn't," Albertina rolled her eyes and turned to face Audrianna, "You sure you want to marry him?"

"I believe so," Audri replied, smiling weakly, as she took a sip of her water, which was odd considering the fact that Audri never turned down a glass of wine.

I looked up from my food and noticed Sebastian was staring directly at me, his eyes dark with something that I could not decipher. He was biting his pink lips and his jaw was clenched.

I shifted my eyes, trying to avoid his watchful gaze, but he didn't budge.

"More?" Oliver asked, breaking the silence, "Ollie have more?"

Sebatians stood up and exchanged his plate for Oliver's.

"Thankoo Dada!" Oliver grinned, picking up at pea and flicking it at Olivia before devouring the chicken.

"No problem, kid," Sebastian ruffled Oliver's curls making him giggle.

"What an extraordinary father-son relationshp." Pierre mused scratching his chin, he glanced warily at his wife, "We should've tried for a son, less trouble."

Albertina made a face, "Sebastian and Jacob were enough trouble." She began rubbing her temple, "Speaking of Jacob, where is he? I haven't seen him in years."

Before anyone could answer my phone vibrated loudly from my back pocket.

"Sorry. Excuse me?" I rose to my feet, leading Olive out of the dining room with me to answer the abrupt phone call.

I slipped into the laundry room and placed Olive on the washing machine, as I answered the phone call.

AliZak💞

I was suprised to see Zakir's name pop up on my screen, as he never replied to any of my apology texts.

"Hello?" I whispered, muffling the sound on my phone.

"Rylee." He sounded nervous and uncomfortable, "I'm leaving for Essex tomorrow morning, I don't want us to fall out over something silly, can you please meet me at the park near your house so we can talk?"

I thought nice and hard about going to meet Zakir. I wanted him to forgive me, but last time I went out to meet him it resulted in his broken nose.

"Zak, I don't think that's a good idea.." I finally concluded, letting out a breath of air.

"I'm not giving up, Rylee. I'm outside your place, and I'm not leaving until you speak to me." He replied stubbornly. I grabbed Olive and ran out of the room, checking outside, only to see Zakir looking up at me, his dark hair blowing in the wind.

"Fine." I huffed, "Five minutes."

I picked up Olive's blanket and wrapped it tightly around her small body, before carrying her downstairs to the side door, where Zakir was waiting.

"Dada." She announced, resting her head on my chest.

I sighed, before pushing open the side door and stepping outside into the cold air, gently closing the door behind me.

"Zakir Ali! This was a stupid idea, you remember what happened last time!" I exclaimed, using my spare hand to stroke Olive's hair.

"I don't want us to fight." He replied honestly, stuffing his hands in his trousers and shrugging, "So I need to know now, if you feel the same way?"

I stumbled backwards, trying to catch my breath.

"Z-Zak, I-I-." I rambled nervously, wishing I had never come out here.

"HOW MANY FVCKING TIMES," A voice exclaimed from behind me, "Do I have to tell you stay away from her?!"

Olive scrunched up her face and let out a squeak of fear, as she watched her fathers eyes darken and his face redden.

And in a matter of seconds, both men were fighting like wild animals.

Olive began to cry, watching the drama unfold from less than a couple inches in front of her.

I had seen Sebastian upset, I had seen him hurt, I had seen him angry and distressed.

But at this moment, I don't even think anger could describe his feelings. I could almost feel his pain.

"Sebastian! Stop! You are going to kill him!" I tried to use one hand to pry him off, while using the other to clutch on tightly to Olive who was now in hysterics.

I wasn't sure if it was my voice, or the sound of his daughters cries that brought Sebastian out of his trance but he soon let go of Zak, who look terrifying.

Both men were injured, Zakir's injuries a lot worse than Sebastian's bruised wrists.

"Zak, please go home." I mumbled, helping him up, "I'm so sorry, for everything. Honest."

He didn't say anything, just shrugged before stalking off.

I caught of glimpse of Sebastian, who was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, staring instensely at me.

I only glared at him, before rocking a crying Olive in a weak attempt to hush her.

Suddenly, I felt a presence behind me. His presence.

"Let me hold her." He suggested quietly, taking Olive from my arms and bouncing her up and down.

She rested her head on Sebastian's soldier, making him flinch in pain.

"Dada." She mumbles, wrapping her arms around his neck and snuggling into him.

I couldn't help but watch the two in awe, seeing Sebastian gently rock her and whisper soothing things in her ear in attempt to calm her down.

"Come on." I grumble, leading Sebastian into the kitchen. Where everything had been cleared up and washed by Carrie the Cleaner, making me wonder how long we'd been out there for.

I took Olive away from him despite her protests and placed her in the bouncer, before odering Sebastian to sit down.

"Take off your shirt." I instructed, and before I had the chance to even blink, his shirt was off and had been flung across the room.

He placed his hands on my hips and stood up, pulling me close to him.

"Don't be mad at me." He mumbled, running his fingers down my thigh.

"Sebastian you beat up my friend because you were jealous. Again. What you're doing is ridiculous, and it's jealously taken to a whole 'nother level." I cried, pushing his fingers away.

"I know." He whispered, pulling me into his chest, "It's selfish, but I can't imagine you with another man, the thought drives me crazy. I've let you go once, I can't let you go again."

"Well you should've thought about that, before you got engaged." I snapped, trying to ignore our closeness.

"Don't choose him, Rylee. He doesn't need you the way I do. He can never love you the way I do." He placed his fingers on my jaw, lifting up my face so I was looking directly in his eyes.

His eyes were a few shades darker than usual and his lips were left slightly ajar.

The closeness was too much for me, but it was as if I was frozen. Trapped in his embrace.

Our lips were close, so close.

I placed my hand on his chest, gently pushing him away, "Goodnight Sebastian."

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This chapter was hard to write. Sebastian is definetly a hard character to write about 😤.

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