Filed to story: Turn The Mafia’s Virgin Wife On
With that announcement, Sebastian got up from the sofa before he grabbed my hand and yanked me up to my feet. Without another word to his father, Sebastian began heading for the exit, dragging me by the hand behind him.
“Miss Grace…take good care of my son,” the boss said to me as he smiled at me.
The overly friendly smile made me cringe inside. I felt like the old man knew so much more than he let on.
I had my eyes on Sebastian’s broad back as he continued dragging me behind him. Struggling to keep up with him had become my life’s story as of late. I wanted to tell him to slow down and that my legs were nowhere as long as his, but I knew that he wouldn’t pay me any mind right now.
When we arrived out in front of the boss’s mansion, there was a large black limousine parked there waiting for us. It made me realize that Sebastian probably didn’t take his car back here with that man called Luka which meant that his car wasn’t here right now. I was sort of relief because I didn’t want Sebastian to drive right now.
“Master Sebastian,” a man standing next to the car greeted Sebastian before bowing to him respectfully.
I guess that’s our driver for today. With a slight nod of acknowledgement to the driver, Sebastian squeezed my hand and started leading me towards the car. The driver opened the door for us and we got into the passenger zone. The leather sofa of the limousine was supposed to be comfortable; however, I found it unnerving to be sitting there in such an enclosed space with Sebastian right now.
I felt the moving vehicle under me as we headed back towards the penthouse. As expected, the atmosphere inside the passenger zone was stiff and dead silent. I glanced over at Sebastian and was greeted with a ghost of a mask, his entire face afnd eyes were void of any emotions. It gave me the feeling that this was just the calm before a very devastating storm.
I can’t avoid talking to him forever…and to be honest, I didn’t want to. Right now, I wanted to talk to him more than anything.
“Sebastian…does your head hurt?” I asked in a small voice as I tried my best to smile at him.
Three. Two. One…I counted in my mind as I waited for his response or any type of reaction.
Dead silence.
Kill me now…
I closed my eyes, feeling how tired I really was for the first time. This has been a very long night. I breathed out slowly and forced my eyes open. Now is now the time to give up!
“Sebastian…are you tired?” I asked in the sweetest voice that I could muster.
I knew he was angry at me, and it was obvious why that was. Still…
The silence stretched on and the smile I had plastered so perfectly on my lips started to die a sad death. Just when I had begun to truly give up on this seemingly-impossible feat, Sebastian spoke…finally…
“Grace. Don’t say anything and stay away from me…” Sebastian said, warning me.
“…what?” I replied, confused at his words.
“…I’m very tempted to fuck you right here and now in the car. So, unless you want that…” Sebastian continued, his tone dead serious.
His words, spoken in such a solemn and low tone shocked me to the core. What did he just say?
The worst part in all of this, was that I knew that he was dead serious. He really would…fuck me here in the car.
Sebastian didn’t look at me as he stared straight down at a fixed spot on the floor in between his feet. Once again, I was inevitably reminded that I was dealing with a very dangerous man and that man had just admitted to having very little self-restraint left right now.
My body felt stiff from fear and shock but just as he had told me, I needed to get away from him. Slowly and as quietly as possible, I began moving away from him into the furthest corner of the passenger seats.
…
I spent the remaining time of the ride trying to make myself appear as small as possible as I holed up in the corner of the passenger zone. Occasionally, I would glance at Sebastian. It was a mystery to me how he could be so still and so silent for such a long time. His appearance reminded me of the famous status of ‘The Thinker’. Bless my mind to be able to make artistic references at a time like this.
By the time we arrived back at the penthouse it was closer to dawn than night. The driver knocked on the passenger door to signal that he was about to open the door before he opened it. I didn’t know how to react now that we have arrived.
Wordlessly, Sebastian got up from his seat and exited the car. I watched him leave before I started to do the same. I nodded towards the driver to show my thanks, not daring to say anything in case I flip any of Sebastian’s unstable switches.
I stood behind Sebastian as I heard the sound of the limousine driving away. Now what? Do we just go our separate ways and return to how life was before?
Sebastian turned around and took three steps towards me until he was standing directly in front of me. I have never felt so small before in my life and it wasn’t just because he was much larger and taller than me physically. I think…I’m about to be devoured…by him…
It took all the courage and nerve that I had left within me to look up into his face. When my eyes met his pale blue eyes, I truly understood for the first time since I entered this contract with his father.
I understood that…there was no way that I could escape from Sebastian…
The dark look that I saw on his face told me better than any words ever could, that things would never return to how they were between us.
Everything felt like it was moving in slow motion as Sebastian reached out a hand towards my face. His fingertips touched my right cheek and began stroking it gently. I watched everything in slow motion, as his face came closer to mine. I took in a breath and held it as I closed my eyes.
I felt Sebastian’s fingers beneath my chin, angling my face up towards him and then the heat of his lips as it crushed against my own.
Sebastian’s lips pressed against mine firmly and I surrendered to him completely. Finally, I could see a glimpse of his feelings. His lips on mine were warm but it wasn’t gentle. His kiss deepened suddenly, his tongue parted my lips and plunged deep into my mouth. I let him taste me and punish me with his kiss.
The warmth of his lips on mine, his tongue inside my mouth and his body so close to me, reminded me that he was here with me and that the was still alive. I was scared of him, but I couldn’t deny the sense of relief that flooded my heart and warmed my body.
Sebastian’s kiss became more demanding as his tongue grinded against mine, making me moan and whimper into his mouth. His hands caressed my waist before pulling me closer to him until our bodies were pressed up tightly against each other. He’s so warm.
I didn’t know what I was thinking or what made me do it but before I knew what was happening to me, I began kissing him back. Lifting my arms up, I wound my arms around his neck and pulled him down closer to me so that I could kiss him back. I felt Sebastian stiffening a little in surprise at my initiating action.
Sebastian stared deep into my eyes when our kiss ended, and I didn’t look away. Before I lost my courage or the craziness inside of me, I had to do it now. I placed a hand on his cheek as I looked back into his captivating blue eyes. These are the eyes of a monster…
“Thank you…for saving me, Sebastian,” I said, meaning every word.
I never knew that thanking someone could be this hard or this touching before. For a moment, I believed that time could come to a pause and that if it could, it would feel just like this. After those honest words left my lips, I felt exposed and vulnerable. No matter how I tried, I couldn’t read the few flickers of emotions that registered in Sebastian’s clear blue eyes.