Chapter Twenty

Alina POV

 

“Hello Alina”

I turned and was faced with  that same brown eyed man, his eyes full of glee but there also contained the most hint of lust. “What are you doing here?” I managed to choke out. I wasn’t expecting him to show up here of all places. But what did I expect?

He was a millionaire.

This was the last person I wanted to be seen with. The last man I slept with before Victor left. A memory flashed in my head of Victor’s expression as he told me he could never be with a woman like me. How he laughed, how his hazel eyes sparkled. It brought back horrible memories. This man in front of  me brought back all of them.

I hated him.

“I knew this lush body could only belong to one person.” The man in front of me  purred and reached out to touch my breasts through my dress.

I pulled away, cringing at the mere thought of his body against mine. He frowned at me, confused as to my actions, his fragile ego immediately bruised by my rejection.

“Excuse me.” I mumbled as I pushed past him.

The next thing I knew he had pulled me back by the wrist making me lose my balance and fall on him. As soon as my weight fell on him my breasts smashed painfully into his chest, and I bit my lip, trying not to cry out in pain.

“Don't worry, my love, I can take it, can't I?” He growled huskily.

He smelled like champagne and something masculine, I couldn't place it. Where was Logan? I needed to get the hell out of here.

“Let...go…” I gasped in pain between his smell and his touch.

“No, no, no” He smiled, releasing my wrists and pulling me back against his hard chest.

“Let her go.” I looked back and saw Sebastian glaring at us, his expression filled with rage.

“What? She is mine” the man scoffed.

Sebastian looked at me and mouthed a silent apology ‘Sorry’

“Not anymore, she is my wife.” Sebastian said firmly before pushing him away forcefully and bringing me to his side.

“You will regret this.” The man growled, looking down at me, his eyes narrowed.

“If I did, we both wouldn't be here right now.”

Sebastian retorted before turning to me, “Are you okay,?” he asked. I could tell he wasn't happy with what happened but decided not to press further.

“Yeah, I am fine.”  I replied, feeling embarrassed by what just happened.

“Let’s go” Sebastian said softly, holding my hand, walking towards the exit with me close behind. When we were outside in the cold air he stopped and turned to face me.

“I'm sorry.” He surprised me by saying.

I looked at him as if he had transformed into something new in front of me.

Sebastian wasn't one to apologize. Had an alien take over him?

“It's nothing. Let's just go.” I said, refusing to look at him and walked away, knowing very well that if I even dared to glance into those warm eyes, my resolve would break. I downplayed everything.

After leaving the hall venue, Sebastian drove us home. Occasionally I could feel him glancing at me.

When we returned, I followed him quietly  as he headed to his room. He stopped at his closet and opened it, taking a white shirt with blue jeans and tossing them in my direction.

“Change.” He said sternly before walking away. Leaving me stunned. What was he planning on doing? I quickly changed, not wanting to anger him more than necessary.

Was he angry?

“Who was that guy?” He asked.

“Are you surprised? One of my numerous men. You know I am the city whore.” I chuckled dryly at my own sarcasm.

He lifted my chin gently with his finger “Don't talk about yourself that way. Don't be sarcastic with me when I ask important questions” He growled angrily.

I gulped before I lowered my gaze once again before replying: “Of course.”

“Go to bed”  He said simply, not waiting for any reaction from me.

“He was the last man I slept with…” I called after Sebastian retreating figure.

He stopped dead  in his tracks. He looked at me, raising an eyebrow in question

“Don't worry, I'll sleep alone tonight”

His eyes darkened. “Go to bed” He repeated.

I closed my mouth and went under the duvet while he closed the door silently, tears stinging my eyes.

I had worked so hard to stay strong yet each time it seemed someone from my past resurfaced in my life and hurt me once again, I just couldn’t keep it together. So I cried myself to sleep.  

I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. I couldn't remember where I left it before falling asleep, or who called me in the first place.

I wiped the sleep from my eyes before

searching  for the mobile and answering it. Before I could get any response however, I heard another voice coming from the opposite end.

“Alina.” The unfamiliar voice sounded strained and a little worried.

“Hello?” I mumbled confused, rubbing the sleep from my eye with my free hand. “Yes, who is this?”

“I didn't know he was your husband, please… I am very sorry.”He sounded as if he had been crying or he was being beaten , probably both.

“I…” I started

“Please let me finish” He interrupted me, sounding more desperate

“Please. Listen, Alina. I should not have touched you. Your husband is about to ruin my life, everything I have worked for. Beg him for mercy, please. I don't have a choice anymore.” He pleaded. I sat up, wide awake now.

“What did he do?” I asked nervously

“He… he….he” He let out a cry and the line went dead.

I jumped from the bed, my heart hammering violently inside my chest.

“Hello?” I yelled.

The line was quiet and I tried calling back, repeatedly. Nothing.

What has Sebastian done?