“There we have it,” I stated. “We’ll find another way. Dig deeper to find the truth.”

Dominic nodded. “I already have Craig, my PI, looking into it. He should get back to me soon.”

As the conversation ended, Vincent re-entered. He looked pissed.

“Delilah is resting in the room next door.” His voice had a coldness to it that I’d never heard. He glared at me. “I don’t get you, Seb. You have someone who is nursing you back to health, sacrificing her time and energy to help you. Yet, you treat her like shit! Yes, you’re in pain, you might feel like shit, but have you asked yourself how this affects Delilah? How her seeing you like this makes her feel? What you acting like a complete and utter jackass does to her mental state? Seeing you like this is tearing her apart! If the others haven’t told you, I’ll tell you. You don’t deserve Delilah. You’re a selfish son of a bitch.”

Vincent walked out the door and slammed it shut behind him.

“I’ll go talk to him,” Axel said, and followed Vincent.

Dominic’s gaze met mine. “Vince is right, though. What you’re going through is affecting Delilah, too. I know that she is your first real relationship, but you’ve got to let her in. From one jackass to the next, talk to your woman. Don’t wait until it’s too late to fix this.”

Dominic, Leonardo and Nathaniel gave me one last nod before they left, leaving me with a lot to think about.

The last thing I wanted to do was lose Delilah. After everything I’ve put her through, I’m happy that she’s still here. Dominic was right, I needed to let Delilah in. I needed to apologize.

With a heavy sigh, I planted my feet on the floor and stood. I grimaced as a numbing pain shot through my ribs and shoulder. Cautiously, I made my way to the room next door and opened the door.

Delilah was sitting on the bed, her knees pulled to her chest, her head resting on her arms. She didn’t move when I entered.

I took a deep breath and inched my way towards her. “Delilah…”

She didn’t look up. “What else do you want from me, Sebastien? I’ve done everything for you since you’ve come from the hospital, and you’ve done nothing but complain. I know it's hard for you so I didn’t take it to heart. But you being so upset that you’d throw something? That’s where I draw the line. I feel as though every time we make progress in this relationship, something pops up and we have to start all over again. Maybe this agreement was a mistake.”

I shook my head as I sat on her left. “Sweetheart, the agreement wasn’t a mistake. I came in here to say I’m sorry. I’m just frustrated with everything.”

She looked up at me. “Be honest with me, are you frustrated because of me? Because of your promise to help me?”

I cupped her face. “Sweetheart, I’m not frustrated because of you. I’m frustrated because I’m stuck at home when I should be out there trying to find ways to shut Hawthorne down for good.”

She placed her hand over mine as it cupped her face. “I know that we agreed to this fake marriage, but I hoped that despite that fact our friendship would’ve at least been real. Sebastien, I’m here for you. I want you to know that. You don’t have to go through this alone.”

She placed her head on my shoulder as her hand trailed my chest lazily while my hand gently massaged her hip. We sat there in silence for a bit before she looked up at me, her blue-gray eyes sparking.

“Is there anything I can do you make you feel better?” she tilted her head.

There was only one thing I needed more than air at this point, and it was Delilah.

“Yes,” I said hesitantly, “I want you to seduce me.”

Chapter 20 - Delilah

Seduce him?

The way Sebastien looked at me formed goosebumps on my skin. It was the same look he gave me every time I helped him in the shower.

Raw, primal, lust.

He wanted me sexually, and deep down, I wanted him too.

So if he wanted me to seduce him, then that’s what I’d do.

“Fix yourself on the bed,” I instructed Sebastien, my voice trembling a bit despite my attempt to keep it steady.

Sebastien lifted his brow at me but didn’t say anything. A small part of me was elated that I was able to boss Sebastien around and he listened, but a larger part of me was scared that I’d make a total fool of myself.

Once he was in the middle of the bed with his back leaning on the headboard, I helped place a pillow behind his back and one under his arm that was still in a sling. Then, I carefully straddled him, and I heard him inhale deeply.