The Last Word

“Now sign the damn divorce papers, I have somewhere to be, l.o.v.e," Her voice unyielding, her arms curling around his neck as she tiptoed, bringing her lips close to his, a smile breaking on her beautiful cherry red lips. "What do you think you are doing?”

"Don't you like my surprise on a platter, Se…” Before she could complete her words, he was pulling her out of the room. "I want all the press out, break their fucking cameras and phones. Nobody goes out with a video or pictures of what happened today.” Sebastian’s voice rang out in the room as he took Siena out with him.

Immediately they got outside, Siena pulled her hand back forcefully, her breathing coming out hurriedly. "Are you crazy? What has gotten into you?” She found herself yelling, but Sebastian was close to her again as he forced her into the back seat of one of his luxury cars. He caught her wrists in a tight grip, pinning her to the car window. ‘’I know what you crave—attention, and you'd get it without making a scene.” Fuming like an angry bull, he suddenly brought his head to the crook of her neck as he began forcing angry, hurried kisses down her neck.

“What are you doing!!" She yelled, stepping on his foot as he released her with a grunt. “You think I am a whore?" She gave him the look of disgust, her face flushed, and all she wanted to do at that moment was to bathe him with a river of spit. He caught her by her neck, pulling her close to him until their breath touched, the veins in his neck almost popping out and his eyelashes dark with fury. “Aren't you one? Ever since w..” He had barely completed his words before Siena's hand met his cheek with a bitter force.

“Erica is the whore,” she spat, pushing the car door open before he could make a move.

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“Siena!! Come home this instant." As soon as Siena picked up one of the hundred calls—this time from an anonymous ID—she hung up immediately, knowing it was her mother. They had seen her deed, even when Sebastian had asked the press not to say a thing. She had made the news go viral. Now it was in the world's most popular newspaper that she was going to divorce that scumbag.

She got out of the car, fixing her eye glasses properly as the maids welcomed her back home warmly. Her heels clicked slightly as she walked, her long brunette hair plaited back into two long braids. She looked so hot in denim pants and her mini-top; she needed this hotness for whoever would be getting her soon.

“Where have you been?!" Her father yelled from where he sat in the living room—Sebastian’s living room, which he would be sharing with Erica once she was gone. The whole family, the Harpers and Reids, were present already. “What surprise do we have here?" She twirled lightly, holding up her glasses, before her face stopped at one person who was glaring daggers into her soul: Sebastian Harper.

“Mr. Sebastian Harper, I see you look way more sound than last night. It's my bad for pulling out divorce papers when you were half-asleep. Now that you’ve had a good sleep with Ms. Erica, I would love your signature on this.” Siena held out the large envelope holding the papers. “Just y…”

“Siena." Sebastian stood up, angered by her childish act, because he still had his people out there trying to erase every bit of the mess she had caused. He wanted a divorce and didn’t want it—maybe because he wanted to have the ‘last word.’ “You want a divorce?" He questioned, his palm balling into a fist when a smile of victory and finally relief left her lips.

“Yes, so intelligent."

"It was a contract marriage…”

"But it could end now. We have been wasting our youth. You do not want it, and I do not want it either.” Siena was glad that Grandfather Harper wasn't here. He was taking treatments abroad, and the divorce would come as a huge surprise for him. He would surely get over it, poor man.

“I love sticking to my deals, and obeying family is one of the things I like doing best.” He got closer, closing the gap between them, and she looked him straight back in the eyes, not moving back. But today, she felt affected by his presence a little; she still needed to kill the remaining shitty-ass feeling she had for him. “Our marriage is supposed to last eight years in the contract if we do not have a baby, right?" He asked, a smile of mischief etched on the corner of his lips as he continued to tower over her.

Her nails dug into her palm, trying to delete every damn feeling rumbling through her ‘’Yes.”

"And I remember I haven't been doing my most intimate duties as your husband..” He whispered, his finger caressing her chin, forgetting their family was around watching. "We haven't been having proper sex.” Her eyes widened as she tried moving away from his touch, her cheeks going hot with colors. “What are you saying?" He pulled her back, flush into his arms, not giving her a chance to leave again, forcing her to look at him.

Siena's pulse quickened. “You are being ridiculous, Sebastian Harper."

“Uhh, you think so? You wanted out, leaving debts… That was Grandfather's rule, so you would have to go through Grandfather before you leave. But mine? You know how I fucking love my money. You'd return every damn thing I have spent on you, every help I have rendered to your father's business before you leave.” The Reids, who heard this, were almost peeing in their seats.

"No, she is ne…"

“When I talk to my wife, I do not want any interference!" Even a pin drop could be heard after Sebastian had cut Siena's father off.

*My wife.* Siena was shocked, knowing that was the first time Sebastian had called her by that title, making her wonder what had gotten into his head. *Was it the one-night stand making him think if she stays, she’d turn into his freaking sex toy? Big delusions, boy.*

A smile on her lips, she said, “Since that is Grandfather's business, uhhm, the baby, I would talk to him. And your money…” She tiptoed on his shoes, bringing her lips to his earlobe as she sucked on it slightly. “I will pay every damn thing."