The CEO's Trio ~ Fourty-Three

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Sebastian paused, listening to what Jacob had just said, I could see how he had tensed.

"Oliver!" He exclaimed, "Can't breathe, face turning red! Oliver is allergic to peaches, that's what happens when he eats them!"

"But that means..." We both turned to look at each other before darting out the front door and running down the stairs and jumping into the car, leaving poor Carla.

"He's with Quinn, and only Josh knows he's allergic to them, he might have told Quinn. God dammit!" Sebastian swore hitting his hand on the steering wheel.

"Don't worry Sebastian, he will be alright, everything will be alright." I tried to convince him, but I was really trying to convince myself.

Sebastian continued speeding to Josh's house, until we arrived there in under five minutes. He jumped out of the car and ran to the front door, that was already open.

I could see Olivia on the field playing outside, hence the open door. I followed Sebastian into the house, my heart racing.

Why would Jacob do that to his own nephew? What possesed him?

"Oh hey guys." Quinn greeted holding an empty bowl, "I read your text and tried it out. Oliver loved it."

"Tried what out?" I asked, frantically taking a step closer to her.

"The peach cobbler, of course you silly billy." She laughed, putting the bowl on the counter, "Would you like some?"

"EpiPen, Quinn. Give me your EpiPen now!" Sebastian demanded, opening all the cupboards in search of the EpiPen.

"Why? Sebastian, Rylee, what's going on?" She questioned.

"Oliver is allergic to peaches! He can't eat them!" I exclaimed and her eyes widened, "That text wasn't from me!"

Then we heard a small squeal from Oliver, he was almost choking. His face had turned a bright red, and was beginning to swell.

"He can't breath." Sebastian panicked, "Quinn, where is your EpiPen?"

Oliver mouth was open, like he wanted to scream, he was shaking and crying. He was clutching onto the table. But he wasn't breathing.

"Umm.. it's.." She opened her bag and began throwing things out, "Its normally in here! Its not here!"

Olivia and Josh's two daughters rushed into the house after hearing all the commotion.

"He's taken it. Fvck!" Sebastian swore, we heard loud footsteps running down the stairs.

"What the hell is going on?" Joshua demanded and as soon as he lay eyes on Oliver, his body tensed, "Sh!t." He swore.

Then Maya, the youngest one's eyes widened, "My Epi is in my schoolbag!" She rushed out the door and returned a few seconds later holding the miracle worker.

She threw it at Sebastian, who didn't waste a single second and stuck it inside Oliver.

Oliver screamed so loudly, that I bet the whole neighbourhood could hear him. Tears were streaming down his face and he was choking and coughing, but he was safe.

"Oh baby." I held him close, there was tears in my eyes. I was so scared, seeing him in so much pain, "You're alright now. You're okay now." I took him out of the high chair and held him in my arms, kissing every part of his face.

Sebastian soon approached us and wrapped his arms around both of us, squishing Oliver in the middle of us.

"Dada." Oliver mumbled, snuggling into Sebastians chest, "Mummy!" He pointed at me and wrapped his arm around my neck, cuddling me.

He had just called me mummy? Why was I so calm? Is it because I had been expecting this?

I pulled him tighter into me, "I'm here Oliver, and I'm not going anywhere."

The commotion had died down, and everyone had settled down, Josh had offered to take Olivia to dance with the girls so that just left Sebastian, Oliver, Olive and I.

Sebastian drove us all home and Dr Graham was called.

It felt like a lifetime since I had been here, even though I'd been here just this morning.

"Well, I'm exhausted." Sebastian announced, unbuttoning his shirt and flinging it on the bed, before falling backwards onto the bed.

I crawled onto the bed and lay next to him, resting my head on his naked chest and wrapping my arm around his torso.

"I didn't expect him to stoop so low. I hoped he had nothing to do with the car accident." Sebastian murmured stroking my hair.

"I'm suprised at Dennis, to be honest. Jacob must've been really persuasive, because something isn't right." I pondered, listening to his steady heartbeat, "Though I was suprised at his reason for going crazy. Is it true, about the Lee thing?

"For those few weeks, I only saw red. I didn't want to jail him, Rylee, I wanted to kill him. Nothing could change the fact that my son was dead and he wasn't coming back. He was reckless drunk driver and he deserved to pay." He explained, kissing my temple, "But I didn't expect him to die.. prison must have been rough."

"But he wouldn't have got that long in jail, right? So why is Jacob only angry now?" I questioned, resting my head on his chest.

"He got charged for vehicular manslaughter, and he had possesion of drugs. A lot of drugs." He placed both of his hands on my hips, "But it's over now. I hope Ste rests in peace."

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My phone rang from my the bedside side table and I rolled off Sebastian and took my phone, checking the caller ID.

Who the hell was calling me, when I'm trying to sleep.

Noire💕

"Hello." I greeted, rubbing my eyes, this better be important.

"Rylee!" She cried, "Please don't hate me, but I need you help!"

"Well it's too late for that, you woke me up." I grumbled, feeling some sort of movement under the covers.

Sebastian?

The duvet lifted and the cutest smiling baby poked her head out from underneath, beaming at me.

"Rylee, please it's an emergency and I have no one else to turn to." She begged, and I pulled Olive out from underneath the covers and placed her on my lap, though she tried to get away.

"What's wrong Noire? I won't hate you just tell me." I questioned, placing Olive on the floor and using my legs to trap her.

"I need 20,000 pounds." She blurted out.

I paused, "Huh?"

"£20,000, Rylee and I need it now and you're the only person I know that could possibly have that much money on them. So please, I'll find away to pay you back I swear."

"20 thousand is a lot of money." I reminded her, just incase she had forgetten.

"Not for Sebastian, it's not." I looked down at my bracelet that had cost almost  £9,000 and sighed.

I hated asking Sebastian for money, but where else was I just going to scoop up 20 thousand like it's nothing, "I'll ask him, but why the hel- heavens do you need so much money?" I questioned, wiggling my toes, making Olive giggle.

"My ex is in jail." She informed me.

"Bail is free? Unless..."

She interrupted me, "It's not bail money, it's blackmail. I've done something that could land me in trouble too and if I don't pay him, he'll snake me! Rylee, I don't know what to do."

"My advice, don't give in. Blackmailers are just cowards, but if you still want me to try and get the money.." my voice trailed off as I waited for her reply.

"Thank you Rylee. I am forever in your dept, I swear I'll find away to pay you back." She promised and I sighed.

"He might say no, what possible excuse can I use for needing 20,000 pounds?" I pondered.

"You're smart, you'll make something up, and of course he'll say yes, he's crazy about you. You could ask for his lungs and he'll probably find away to give them to you." I could sense Noire rolling her eyes, the breakup must have hit her hard.

"I'll try, but Noire be careful." And with that, I hung up the phone.

I scooped Olive up and placed her on my hip, even though she was tugging at my necklace, slapping her hand against my chest.

I took a deep breath before opening the door to his office.

"Sebastian, I need twenty thousands pounds!" I blurted out. Oh God, so much for easing my way into it.

I heard some movement behind me, so I turned around, only to see Carla sitting on the couch, with her legs crossed. Oh hell no.

Why was she here?

Sebastian blinked, he hadn't moved since I'd broken the news to him. Then his lip twitched and he began to laugh.

"Oh Rylee, you almost had me. I thought you were serious for a second." He laughed, running a hand through his hair.

I frowned, and have him a look that showed him I was 101% serious. I didn't want Noire to get in trouble, I would pay Sebastian back if she couldn't.

"Wait, you're serious? Twenty thousand is a lot of money." He informed me, using his finger print to unlock the phone that was laying on the table, "Why do you need so much?"

"..Because... um... there's an auctioning thing and my friend is running it and he needs money, so if I use such a large amount of money then someone will want to appear richer and use more." I lied, crossing my fingers behind my back.

"Okay." He replied, shrugging as he pressed a button.

"Okay? What do you mean okay?" I questioned, my heart race quickening.

"Okay, I've sent you the money." He replied like it was the most obvious thing in the world. He sent it to me, just like that?

Oh Sebastian, I love you so much.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" I thanked him, pulling him into a tight hug, and squishing Olive in between us.

"You're giving her twenty thousand, just like that?" Carla sputtered, her mouth wide open from shock.

"I don't see why not? And when you get back, you can tell me the real reason why you need that money." He kissed me temple and my mouth fell open. He knew I was lying, was I really that bad at lying?

I pulled Sebastian into another really tight hug.

"I'll pay you back, I promise." I promised, kissing him again and again and again.

"No worries Rylee, the money is yours to keep." He reassured, rubbing my back, Carla cleared her throat and scowled.

I pecked him on the lips, one more time before running off to go an meet Noire. She'd be so happy.

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"Rylee, thank you so much. I swear I'll pay you back every last penny." She swore, squeezing me tightly as we embraced outside the police station, where her ex-boyfriend was.

"I just can't believe he's blackmailing you. You should report him to the police, instead of giving him the money. That's making you look guilty." I sighed,  holding Olive by both her hands as she took a few steps.

She was so close so walking.

"It's just so complicated." She sighed, "I thought I'd cut all ties with this guy, and then I just get some random phonecall and he's blackmailing me, and threathening me."

"I kind of want to punch your ex." I remarked, rolling my eyes and picking up Olive as soon as we entered.

"Be my guest." She held open the door for me, and we walked in. I pulled Olive closer to me, as we continued to walk.

"I'm here to see Dennis Ifamshe." At that moment my legs just gave up on me, and I fell backwards. Into a police officers arms.

"Are you alright?" He questioned worridly, as I nodded, trying to stand up straight.

Did she just say what I think she said? Maybe she said Tennis Illamshay?

"Rylee are you alright?" Noire asked rushing towards me, "What's wrong? OMG, are you pregnant?"

"No, I just- I just- I'm alright now." I stood up straight, and thanked the officer that caught me, before following Noire and another police officer to where Tennis Illamshay was.

We were led to a small black room, and I wasn't very happy with taking Olive inside, I had sent Noire the money and it was no longer my buisness.

The police officer opened the door, and there sat Dennis Ifamshe with his hands. He raised his head and scowled when he saw me.

Jail really did not suit him. I give him a few more days till he confesses everything and begs to go home.

"Why did you bring her?" He demanded, looking me up and down.

"Because she's my friend, and she's the one who's paying you." Noire growled, glaring at him.

"Ah the money, I almost forgot." He smirked, "Rylee, would you like to know what your dear friend Noire has done?"

I glanced at Noire and then back at Dennis, only to look back at Noire. She had been such a great friend to me, never once judged me when I told her about my affair with Sebastian. Was there for me when I had no one else to talk to.

"No. No, I don't. None of this is my buisness." I turned to face Noire, "Give him the money, or don't give him the money, do what you think is right. You and only you. This is no longer my buisness. Dennis isn't my problem anymore. Good luck Noire." And with that I turned around and left the room.

As soon as I got out of that revolting building I felt as if a whole load had just been lifted off my shoulders.

I kinda felt sort of free.

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"Are you going to tell me the real reason why you needed that money?" Sebastian murmered as he hovered over me.

"Nope." I grinned, popping the 'p'

"You'll just have to find out for yourself." I giggled and picked up a pillow, using it to hit his head.

"Seriously Rylee?" He asked raising an eyebrow, as he picked up the pillow that I had used to hit him. "Two can play that game."

We ended up having a massive pillow fight, which I won, when I kicked him off the bed.

"Oops." I giggled, leaning forward to peck his lips. "I win."

"Only because I let you." He teased grabbing my hips and pulling me down with him, he placed both hands on my hips and kissed me again.

"Sure." I muttered against his lips, rolling my eyes and his inability to admit defeat. He placed both of his hands on my face and began caressing my skin.

"I'm seriously craving brownies." I blurted out, thinking of the sweet chocolatey heaven.

He raised an eyebrow, "You know what? Same." He agreed, "So let's make some."

"Sebastian it's 2a.m." I reminded him pointing to the clock.

"So? It's never too late, or should I say too early for brownies." Sebastian stood up and smirked.

"Well... I guess I can't say no to brownies." I shrugged, standing up and hopping on his back, taking him by suprise, "To the kitchen."

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"You're doing it all wrong." I pointed out as he began mixing everything together and poured it in the tray,  carelessly throwing it in the oven.

"Then you come make it." He replied, as I stood on my tip-toes and kissed his shoulder. He spun around instantly and grabbed my waist pulling me into a deep and passionate kiss.

Wild thoughts began playing from my phone, and he grabbed my waist as we mock slow danced to the song.

"So beautiful." He murmured, kissing my forehead and I laughed.

"I look like a hot mess right now." I laughed against his chest.

"You said it yourself, a hot mess. You really are so beautiful." He whispered, nibbling on my earlobe.

"Ew, what are you guys doing?" Olivia wrinkled up her nose as she walked into the kitchen, dressed in these cute fluffly princess pyjamas, with Winston following behind her.

She looked so little and cute, but as soon as she ran that little mouth of hers. We quickly jumped apart, not wanting to scar her for life.

"Making brownies." Sebastian replied, rubbing the energetic Winstons head.

"Doesn't look like it." She rolled her eyes, walking further into the kitchen, "You don't make brownies from your mouth."

"Well, we were making brownies. They are in the oven right now." I opened the oven and showed her the brownies.

"There better be enough for three, cause I'm not going anywhere." Olivia commented sitting down on the barstool and crossing her arms.

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We were all slumped on the couch watching old episodes of Sabrina the Teenage Witch with the plate of brownies om Olivia's lap as she was eating the most.

"My dance recital is tomorrow, we're raising money for an orphanage." Olivia announced, taking another brownie, "I asked what an orphan was and Miss said it was a kid with no parents, which I'm close to being right?"

"Wrong." I replied hastily, "You'll always have me."

"Always?" She asked, putting the brownie plate down.

"Always." I replied, wrapping my arms around her, and for once she didn't pull away.

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Thanks so much for reading ❤

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