The CEO's Trio ~ Fourty-Six

This was supposed to be the last chapter, but because it's too long, so I split it into three chapters, so yah.

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*SEBASTIAN*

I looked down at the sleeping Rylee, that was laying on top of me. Her dark curls were in my face, gently tickling my nose.

I loved watching her sleep, seeing her facial features relaxed as she clung onto my body.

I pressed my lips to my forehead, before her sliding her body off me. I held my breath as she stirred in her sleep.

"Sebastian.." She mumbles sleepily.

"Yes, love?" I replied, sitting up and grabbing the closest pair of boxers to me.

"I love you..." Her voice trailed of as she rolled over to her side. I was holding my breath, praying she wouldn't wake up.

"I love you too baby, now go to sleep, I'm right here." I reassured her gently stroking her bare back, until I was certain she was sound asleep. I planted a kiss on the back of her neck and stood up, quickly getting dressed.

I stood up brushing out my shirt and grabbing my phone, slipping it in my back pocket before exiting the room.

On my way out, I checked the time. 3:14a.m. I ran a hand through my hair and took a deep breath.

Here goes nothing.

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"Did you get Rylee anything?" Lex asked, taking a sip of coffee.

"Yeah, but that's none of your concern." I grumbled, adjusting the camera, so Lex could see my face.

"Ooh, why so salty?" He chuckled, rubbing his eyes, "I was going to send her a happy birthday text, but then I remebered that I don't like her. So I decided against it."

I couldn't help but sigh, it was my daughter's first birthday and my girlfriend's 24th birthday today and I doubt I'd be there to celebrate it with them.

Life was so unfair.

"Shut up and read out the address again." I snapped, typing the first half of the address into my GPS.

I wished I was back in bed, curled up with Rylee and watching her sleep, listening to her soft snores while running my hand down her thigh.

He read out the address and I typed it in.

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After a long full hour of driving around in circles, I was finally able to find the warehouse that he asked me to meet him.

I climbed out of my car, slamming the door behind me.

"Mr Reynolds, if you are in need of assistance, please just signal us." A guard murmured in my ear, pointing to the gun in his pocket.

"Thank you, but I don't think I'll be needing it." I pointed to my own gun, "He is my uncle after all." I chuckled humourlessly.

I brought my lips close to his ear and spoke in a hushed tone, "Harrison, if I'm not out in the next hour, I want you to alert the other men and don't hesitate to barge in."

I didn't know Harrison well. He was still so young and new and not as trustworthy as Lex, but at this point. He was all I had.

"Okay." He agreed, nodding firmly.

I walked towards the door pushing it open.

The warehouse was large, spacious and cold. Blood and graffiti were splattered all over the walls.

"Felix." I called, slamming the door behind me. I placed my hand on my chest, adjusting my microphone, "Uncle Felix."

"Sebastian." He replied, appearing out nowhere. His dark hair ruffled and his green eyes glowing through the dim light, "My favourite newphew, have you locked up anymore of your relatives?"

"Not yet." I replied grimly, clutching onto the gun. I had never shot anyone before, I couldnt.

I doubt I'd be able to hold my children, knowing that I was the cause of someone's death.

"I'm assuming I'm your next target?" He chuckled, as he stopped walking standing right in front of me.

Considering the fact that there was five huge men all holding rifles, pointing in my direction; I was quite calm.

"Maybe." I shrugged, taking in his appearance. He didn't look a day over sixty, maybe all that plastic surgery was finally doing its job right.

He only threw his head back and laughed.

"Cut the crap." I growled, "I came here to talk buisness, not crack jokes with you like we're old friends."

He frowned and diverted his eyes to the ground, placing his hand on his heart, "You're right, I did call you here to talk buisness."

He took a deep breath.

"I want you to drop the charges on my son."

I stumbled backwards, my jaw dropping in suprise.

He is joking, right?

Then I began to laugh, and once I began laughing, I couldn't stop. Me, drop the charges on Jacob. HA!

"Sebastian, I do not recall making a joke. You are to release the charges on Jacob by tonight or else." He threathened, pulling out his gun.

I didn't bother asking, 'or else, what?' I was far too annoyed by the fact that he was threathing me.

"No. I'm not doing it. Your son attempted to kill my family, you must be as crazy as him if you think that I'm going to drop the charges." I snapped, turning around to walk out that door and never look back.

But then I heard a voice.

A voice that I never wanted to hear again.

The voice of someone who was supposed to be dead.

"Sebastian, please wait."

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*RYLEE*

Anita❤😂

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRLLLLLL!!! YOU'RE FINALLY 24❤❤!!!!!!!! SLAYYYYYYYY🎉🎉🎉🎉🎂🎂🎂 EAT CAKE AND GET SPOILED!! 🎂🎉🎁

Quinn💕

Happy birthday Rylee! Hope you have a great day! Wish Olive a happy birthday too!❤❤

Lex😒

Ew. Ur old.

Dad.

Happy birthday.

AliZakir💖

Happy birthday babe ❤❤❤

-Zak&Hamza.

BACKSTABBINGLIL'B!TCH.

I know you probably hate me right now but I hope you have the best birthday. I may have been fake but I know our friendship was real.❤ sorry for all the pain I've caused you.

I turned off my phone and glanced at the empty space next to me, Sebastian was nowhere to be seen and he wasn't answering any of our phonecalls.

Today was supposed to be a fun and carefree day but instead I was curled up in bed clutching my phone, waiting for my stupid boyfriend to call me back.

I've been calling since seven in the morning and it was now ten a.m.

We were supposed to have a picnic at the beach today, but clearly that wasn't happening anymore.

It was going to be Olive and Oliver's first time at the beach and by the looks of it, Sebastian wasn't going to there to enjoy it.

I finally dragged myself out of bed, and threw on a bra before climbing down the stairs.

I could already here the squeals and chatter of the kids.

I pushed open the baby gate and slammed it shut behind me. On the couch was sat a little boy, his blonde hair was ruffled and he was grinning up at me.

"Hello." I cooed, scooping him up, he giggled and poked my nose, "Who are you?"

"Who aw you." He repeated, wrapping his arms around my neck, "I have appoo?"

"Yeah... sure." I carried the small boy to the kitchen and placed him on the counter, where he crawled to sink and turned it on.

I opened the fridge and pulled out a fun-sized apple, cutting it up, putting them on a plate and handing it to him.

"Thankoo!" He beamed.

Was I the only one who could see this baby?

Did I adopt a kid and forget?

The door opened and Lynette casually strolled into the kitchen.

"Lynette." I rushed towards her, wrapping my arms tightly around her, "Please tell me I'm not the only one who can see that boy." I pointed at the small toddler who was happily munching his apples.

She laughed, "Of course not. That is young Claudio, the neighbour's son. I agreed to babysit him until tonight, hope you don't mind."

I let out a sigh of relief, I was really beginning to think he was a ghost baby that I had adopted.

"I don't mind, he's very well mannered and adorable." I ruffled his sandy blonde hair, I glanced at Oliver who was running around in circles, chanting cookie at the top of his lungs and the back at Claudio who was slowly eating his apples.

No two kids are the same, I reminded myself.

"Did Sebastian tell you where he was going?" I asked, accepting the apple that Claudio was offering me and plopping it in my mouth.

"Sorry dear, I haven't seen him since dinner last night." She apologised picking up Oliver and seating him next to Claudio.

I sighed and stuck out my bottom lip. He had just dissapeared into thin air, no note, no texts, no nothing.

"Are we still going to the beach?" Olivia perked up, climbing up on the barstool and taking a crepe from the pile that Lynette had made this morning, "Daddy will come later. He won't miss Olive's birthday."

"He's probably planning something romantic for you two." Lynette suggested, ruffling Oliver's curls.

At this point, I was beginning to doubt that too.

"I've called Lex, but each time it just goes straight to voicemail. I can't help but worry." I ran a hand through my hair and slumped on the wall, "Today was supposed to be fun.."

Lynette frowned. We stood in silence for a while until she finally spoke up, "Go pack a beach bag. We are going to have fun today, with or without Sebastian."

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I knew going to the beach with two babies was going to be tricky.

But now that Claudio was joining us, it definetly wasn't going to be easy.

I had to bring the twins stroller and hold Claudio's hand and pray he had been to the beach before.

"Are you ready?" I asked, lifting him up by the armpits and placing him on the sand, I had to dress him in Oliver's clothes as they were around the same age and Claudio didn't have any swimwear.

He was calm and clearly used to the beach, unlike Oliver who kicked and screamed anything I brought his feet near the sand.

Oliver was normally so excited to try out new things and I didn't really understand what was so scary about sand, but he hated it and sat down near me on the sun chairs.

Olive, on the other hand, took a while to get used to the beach but soon enough she began to love it just as much as Olivia did.

So whilst the kids played with Lynette, Oliver and I sat in the shade enjoying the view.

I was trying hard not to think about Sebastian and his whereabouts, but I couldn't help but check my phone every few minutes.

Where was he?!

It was strange having men look at me, without Sebastian there to scare them off.

I decided to wear a shirt over my swimsuit just to draw less attention to Oliver and I.

"Rywee, where dada?" Oliver asked sadly, "He not heew and Oyie miss him." He pouted burying his face in my chest and wrapping his arms around me.

"I wan' him to pway wiv' me.." He continues sniffling. Seeing him so sad and near tears made me want to cry.

"Rylee doesn't know where daddy is, but when she finds him, she'll tell Ollie." I reassured him, rubbing his back and adjusting his sun hat so I stopped poking my boobs, "Let's have some of the cake Lynette made since daddy's not here to stop us."

Oliver beamed, instantly forgetting all about Sebastian, "Cake!" He chanted eaegerly.

"Okay." I called Lynette over, waving my arms frantically in the air, drawing a lot of unwanted attention towards me.

She strolled over towards us, holding Olive with Claudio and Olivia trailing behind her.

I took the red-faced Olive from Lynette and kissed her cheeks, inhaling her sweet smell of baby oil.

"Oliver and I think it's a good time to cut the cake." I suggested, making her giggle as she pulled out the container that'd she'd beeing carrying the small chocolate cake in.

Lynette stuck on one candle and lit it up, it was a struggle moving the kids away from the flame, seeing as they were so fascinated in it.

"Blow out the candles Olive." I gently encouraged her, softly blowing air onto the candle so she's copied.

The wind blew out the candle but Olive seemed happy enough with that and more interested in actually eating the cake. Lynette cut off a slice of cake for her so that she could demolish it and make a mess so we could take cute pictures.

I wish Sebastian was here to see this, he'd be so proud.

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"I've been impregnated by food." I coughed out, laying on my stomach, watching at Olive climbed over me.

"Hopefully, next you'll be impregnated by Sebastian." Lynette held up her two crossed fingers and smiled excitedly, I rolled my eyes, "Any texts?"

"Nope. He hasn't opened any or returned my calls." I sighed, sitting up and holding Olive before he could crawl back out to the sea.

"I'm sorry dear. He's probably busy with work." Lynette sighed, pulling out a note, "Here, Rylee, dear. Can you pick us up from macarons? That cake just wasn't enough."

I nodded, slipping my phone into my bra, making Olivia gasp in shock.

"I want boobs!" She exclaimed, staring intensely at my chest.

No you don't, trust me..

"Boobs." Claudio repeated placing his hand on his bare chest, seeing Claudio do it made Oliver think it was alright to copy him and the two toddlers began chanting 'boobs.' In unison.

I took that as my cue to leave, I handed Olive back to Lynette and grabbed Claudio, dragging him to the small dessert shop on the boardwalk.

"So peaceful." I remarked, scooping Claudio up, as he was walking too slow.

We walked into the shop, the cold air from the fan began blowing on our bodies making me realize how hot it was.

I took out the twenty Euro that Lynette had gave me and tried to translate the menu and match then up with the pictures.

I should've listened in French classes!

"Puis-je vous aider?" The cashier asked, leaning over the counter. What did she just say?

Claudio must have understood but he wasn't a very good translator and began happily chatting to strangers in French.

"Uhmm.. ice cream." I blurted out, pointing to the the containers of the different types of icecreams, "Vanilla and chocolate."

The cashier looked at me as if I was speaking a foreign language, which to her, I probably was.

"Uhm-." Before I could continue my rambling, a voice interrupted.

I spun around hopefully, praying it was Sebastian, even though i was furious at him. I just needed to know if he was alright.

Sadly it wasn't.

"Dessert glace." The man spoke in a thick French accent, "Vanille et chocolat."

The cashier nodded and grabbed six cones and began scooping the icecream on them, before handing all six to the man, who then proceeds to pay for everything.

He turned to me and smiled handing me the ice-creams.

"Thank- Merci." I thanked the man, who smiled warmly at me, before exiting the shop.

Wow, French people are nice.

"Claudio, this means we have twenty euros to spend! Let's go and buy macarons!" I exclaimed handing him his icecream and rushing over to the macaroons stall.

I pointed to a bag filled with colourful macarons and handed the woman the money, thank God she didn't ask questions.

"The kids are going to love these." I mumbled opening the bag and popping one in my mouth.

Sebastian wasn't here to grumble about how unhealthy macarons are but either way, still take them from me and eat them.

I took Claudio's sticky hand in mine and began leading him in the way I thought I was the direction of the beach.

"Where we go?" Claudio asked as I turned around and began walking in the other direction.

"I'm not really sure to be honest." I mumbled, lifting him up, seeing as we had already been walking for a long time, "This is probably the right way."

I began walking towards the pier before turning around and going the other day.

It was beginning to get dark.

I used my spare hand and held my dying phone in the air, trying to get service.

"Okay Claudio, I'm beginning to think that we're lost. But it's alright." I took a deep breath and turned to face the large signs, "Which one of those signs mean beach?" I asked him pointing to both signs, not even attempting to read out the words.

"Beach." He repeated, poking my nose. He wasn't much help.

We stood there staring at the sign for a while, listening to the waves crash against the pier.

I felt a warm pair of arms wrap around me and the strong smell of sweat fill my nostrils.

"Gotcha." The voice growled.

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SORRY GUYS.

It's almost been a month and I'm so sorry, school is so time consuming 😢😢

And I got moved to top set maths and everyone there is so smart and I feel so insecure 😬

🔹Where's Sebastian?

🔹Who is the voice?

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