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Chapter 16 - Delilah

A week had passed since I told Sebastien that the next time we’d be having sex would be our wedding night. His eyes had shot daggers at me and his voice had sent an eerie chill down my spine. It was at that moment I realized how dangerous Sebastien was; to be that calm and furious at the same time, yet have so much self-control, made the hair on the back of my neck stand on end.

Seven days without seeing or hearing Sebastien, at home or at the office. He left before I got up and returned home long after I had gone to bed. Rex and another security guard, Viper, were responsible for dropping me wherever I needed to go.

This was his exact reaction after we made out in the dressing stall.

He was avoiding me.

I was hurt that he chose to be this way instead of understanding.

I missed him.

Why would you miss a man who is upset because you set boundaries for yourself? It’s obvious that Sebastien just wants to use you to pass time. Let him stay mad! The more he avoids you, the easier it will be to detach when the time comes.

I sighed.

With Sebastien out of the office, some of my colleagues didn’t care if I overheard them gossip about the reasons they thoughttheSebastien Quantum had ended up with a nobody like me. Luckily, most of them were genuinely happy for me and didn’t think I was a loose whore who slept to the top or thought I had used witchcraft to bind Sebastien to me.

With everything going on, I hadn’t been sleeping well, nor did I have much of an appetite, so most of the time, like today, I just worked through lunch.

Around noon, I received a text message from Sebastien.

Familydinner at Dominic’s tonight. Will meet you home at 5:15 p.m. Dress casual.

After work, I wanted nothing more than to take a shower and climb beneath the covers and block out everything. But I knew that staying at home would raise questions I’d prefer not to answer. I shot back a quick reply that I’d be ready and watched as the hours ticked by to the dreaded family dinner.

Promptly at five-fifteen p.m., Sebastien walked through the front door and headed straight for me. I stood awkwardly and waited. Wanting to look nice for the dinner, I left work at three, giving myself enough time to wash and curl my hair. I wore a navy-blue dress, made of soft, flowing material with a sweetheart neckline that hugged my curves before flaring at the waist, stopping just above my knees. I slipped a pair of black sandals on my feet, and applied a touch of makeup to hide the exhaustion on my face.

“When we get to Dominic’s we’ll pretend to be the happily engaged couple they expect us to be. Got it?” His face was blank and his tone was expressionless.

“Yes.”

It’s not too late to back out now.

“If my brothers smell anything out of the ordinary, our cover would be blown.”

“We’ve been pretending from the beginning, so another night of pretending with your brothers isn’t rocket science,” I snapped.

Sebastien’s jaw twitched, but he didn’t say anything. He walked towards the front door and I followed him. The drive to Dominic’s was quiet, as expected, and I even dozed off a couple of times before Tony pulled into Dominic’s driveway, which already had a row of expensive cars in it.

I opened the door and gaped at Dominic’s house. It was almost twice the size of Sebastien’s. Tall pillars adorned the entrance, and just like Sebastien’s, a balcony looked over the manicured lawn. The stonework on the walls at the front of the house, together with the large windows, reminded me of a palace. I didn’t even realize Sebastien had come to stand beside me until he took my hand in his.

Pushing down the urge to pull away from him, I swallowed hard and allowed him to steer me to the front door. Sebastien opened it and I knew my jaw had dropped. The inside of the house was just as impressive as the outside, but before I could feast my eyes more, tiny arms wrapped around my waist.

“Aunty Delilah, you came!” Lucy exclaimed excitedly.

I wrapped my arms around the excited little girl and kissed the top of her head. “Of course, I came.”

Sebastien cleared his throat next to us. “So you don’t see your favorite uncle standing here?”

Lucy pulled away and I let her go. She beamed up at Sebastien.

“Uncle Vincent is my favorite because he lets me eat chocolate cake for breakfast, but you’re close second.”

My hand shot up to my mouth in an attempt to stop myself from bursting out laughing, despite my tiredness. Lucy threw her arms around Sebastien, and he hoisted her up into his arms, and holding his chest playfully.

“That was a hard blow, Lucy.”

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