Chapter 5: They Are Monsters

What's wrong with you, Sophie? What did Laura do to you? She's your sister, for heaven's sake," he snapped.

He didn't even ask what happened; he just believes I did something.

She increased her sobbing.

A soft laugh escaped me, and I shook my head in total amusement. "Why do you care so much, Sebastian?" I asked.

They both froze and exchanged a startled gaze before Laura sniffed, wiping her tears with the back of her hand. "Sebastian, it's not my sister's fault; please don't be angry," she said sweetly like a child, holding his hand. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly.

A bitter laugh escaped me, and I clapped my hands in amusement.

They both stare at me as if I were losing my mind, and of course, I'm losing it. Are these two even human?

I sighed. "Laura, who the heck are you to plead for me to my husband?" I paused and shifted my gaze to their hands, and Sebastian quickly pulled his hand away from hers.

He cleared his throat. "She's like a sister to you. She has always cared for you," he blurted out.

I nodded. "Sure, she's like a sister to me, and today I have come to a decision," I stated, and they both turned their gaze to me.

"I brought Laura to this house, and I want to declare today that I don't want her to step foot into this house. If she dares, then she isn't here for me, maybe for you, Sebastian," I said softly, each syllable dripping with clear sincerity.

Laura gasped, her mouth wide open as she turned to Sebastian, then to me.

She quickly rushed to me, squatting beside me. "Sophie, what did I do? I'm sorry; you know I can't live without you," she said quickly, clutching my hands tightly, tears slipping down her cheeks.

Wow, Laura, really? I don't think so, Laura; you will even bloom without me, I thought. If she can have sex with my boyfriend and still continue when he's already my husband, then there's more about her I don't even know.

I pulled my hands softly from hers, got to my feet, and walked towards Sebastian. His eyes were staring at everything except meeting mine. He wanted to say something but couldn't because he still wanted to keep hiding this secret affair from me. "Sebastian, if you want her to be seeing you instead, I have no problem with that, really," I said softly, blinking like a cute baby.

His eyes shifted to me, piercing onto my face as if trying to read my thoughts and expressions, which I know is impossible. He sighed and swallowed hard, turning to Laura. "Just as my wife has said, please don't come to our house again," he stated, his voice breaking.

I chuckled as a knot tightened around my chest. So, he does love her; then why has he kept me for three good years, wasting my time and including hers? He would have divorced me and married her. Maybe now I would have taken that scholarship to Canada last year. I didn't because I believed that after our marriage, there would be a baby.

There's only one thing: these two are hiding something far more than this secret affair.

Laura walked towards us, her eyes burning with frustration and rage. She opened her mouth to say something to Sebastian but stopped, then turned to me. I tilted my head slightly to the side, silently daring her to speak. She swallowed hard, turned, grabbed her handbag from one of the dining chairs, and strode out in anger.

Sebastian tried to say something to me, but I cast him a cold stare and headed upstairs. He followed behind and held my hand, but I stopped, yanking my hand away from him. I slowly took a few steps downstairs because right now I don't know Sebastian anymore; I can't take the risk of being pushed down the stairs like in those movies.

He looked down at me in confusion and followed. I sighed. "What do you want? Say it; I'm already exhausted," I said weakly.

He rubbed his hand through his hair in frustration and turned to me, the frustration obvious on his face.

"Tell me, Sophie, what the fuck is wrong? "Are you going crazy?" he snapped.

My chest tightened as I chuckled, shaking my head softly. "Do I look crazy to you?" I asked back.

His jaw tightened, and he shut his eyes, taking a deep breath before exhaling.

"Why did you take that position?" he asked, his eyes fixed on me, so cold. I scoffed.

"Why? Did you want to give it to someone else?" I asked instead.

A loud groan escaped him, and he held my shoulder too tightly; it hurt. "Fucking answer, Sophie, and stop asking me back!" he yelled.

I struggled to free myself from him, his fingers digging into my shoulder. "Let go of me, Sebastian; you have gone mad!" I snapped.

And he slowly let go.

His expression softened; here it comes—time for coaxing, time to tame me.

That expression has done a lot of damage to me and made me go the extra mile for him. I'm curious what words are going to come out of his mouth now that can undo me today.

"I'm doing this for your good, Sophie—our future," he said softly.

I chuckled. "How?" I pressed, totally curious about the damn future he is talking about.

"I have decided, Sophie, if you let go of this manager position, I will give you what you have always wanted," he said softly, a cruel smile tugging at his face.

My heart sank as I stared at him blankly. "What do I want, Sebastian?" I whispered softly.

He leaned in and whispered in my ear,

"A child."

My entire body went still.

He isn't a human; he's a monster.