Page 72 of Ruthless Billionaire Daddy

Sebastien led me to sofa in the room and we sat down before he told me everything from the time he and Dominic visited Obsidian to what happened at his office today.

Neither of us spoke for a few minutes.

“Sebastien, before that day you went with Dominic, you’d never met Obsidian? Didn’t kill his pet turtle? Give a rose to his crush? Nothing?”

Sebastien shook his head.

I placed my hand on his. “Sebastien, I don’t blame you for anything that power hungry piece of shit chose to do. None of it is your fault. I’m sorry about Eso and I’m sorry that he used your best friend to try to be your downfall. This could’ve turned out worse.”

“I know. I could’ve retaliated so Obsidian ruined not only my life but the lives of those around me. I know that even though the videos were taken down that people might still trash talk you. But trust me that we’ll get through this together, not just as husband and wife, but as a family. Leonardo is prepared to sendout as many cease and desist letters as it takes if anyone wants to drag you online.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, sweetheart.”

“Sebastien?” I tilted my head.

“Yes, sweetheart?”

“Kiss me.” I placed my hand on his chest.

“My pleasure.”

Chapter 27 - Sebastien

After dinner, Delilah, Dean and I laughed and talked about our childhood. Around 8:30 p.m. Delilah decided to call it a night. She looked tired, more so than usual. She told me she had gotten medication at the pharmacy and it had helped her. Now, Dean and I sat alone on the sofa as a basketball game played in the background on the television.

“Hey, now that Delilah is gone, I hoped we’d be able to talk,” he said.

“Yeah, sure, what’s up?”

“I just want to thank you for fake marrying Delilah and paying off the debt. I know things would’ve been a lot different if you hadn’t been in the picture.”

I inhaled deeply. “You’re welcome, but to me, this is no longer a fake marriage. Our agreement was to stay married for a while and then we’d get a divorce amicably. But I can’t see myself living without Delilah. I don’t want a divorce. I plan on staying married to your sister.”

Dean’s laugh was humorless. “You want to stay married to Delilah so she can cook, clean for you and maybe give you a few kids while you go out there and have fun? I know you Seb, you’ve never been a one-woman type of man. Hell, you’ll have as many women as you can in your bed all at once. Once this Hawthorne thing is over, divorce my sister so she can find a man who actually loves her.”

“Dean, even before Delilah and I reconnected, I hadn’t been with a woman in over a year. It sort of gets old picking up random women who are only interested in sleeping with you because of the name attached to your body. With Delilah, things are different.”

Disbelief lingered in Dean’s eyes. “How so?”

“She calls me out on my bullshit, even after everything she’s been through she’s still selfless and loyal, she’s hardworking, her event planning skills are out of this world. And she’s …”

Dean interrupted me, “Seb, wait. Do you love Delilah?”

“Yes.”

Dean was quiet. “Does she know that you love her?”

“No.”

“Why the fuck not?” He furrowed his eyebrows.

I sighed heavily. “Because I’m not sure if she feels the same.”

“Do you guys sleep together?”

I rolled my eyes. “Dean, you and I both know that because someone sleeps with you doesn't mean they love you.”

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