Chapter 15: Who Are You?

Sebastian’s hands flipped on the light next to the door and saw the woman standing in front of him. He inhaled the beauty standing in front of him.

Stella tilted her head slightly noticing that the man standing in front of him was a handsome, young, man, completely opposite of what the rumors were. He was tall, dark, and fine looking. He was ripping with muscles. He was bulky to where he would be able to keep his woman warm all night.

Sebastian edged closer to her and like a skilled ninja took the broken mirror out of her hands. He was swift enough that it didn’t slice her hands. He chuckled at the piece of glass that cut him. He flipped the mirror to where both their reflection was on it. He then gazed at her with a quick glance.

“You’re not Amy,” said Sebastian, crossly.

“Of course not,” answered Stella.

“Then who are you?”

“Stella.”

“Stella?” asked Sebastian, folding his arms, carefully looking at her.

“Yes. Stella Wood.”

“Oh, a sister or relative of Amy?”

“Stepsister. And who are