FAZER LOGINPetal's POV I was just about to climb the stairs when I heard my mother's voice behind me. "Sebastian, you're soaked too. Come inside and get changed before you catch a cold." I stopped. For some reason, I turned around. Sebastian was still standing near the entrance, one hand resting casually against the doorframe. His dark hair was damp from the rain, and his clothes were still carrying the evidence of the downpour outside. Yet his expression had completely changed. The man who had terrified me a few minutes ago was nowhere to be seen. Instead, he looked almost... gentle. "It's nothing, Pen. You're worrying for nothing." There he went again. Can't he just say yes? I sighed inwardly. Of course he couldn't. My mother gave him an exasperated look. "Oh, come on. Let's go inside." She turned toward me. And immediately, I pretended I hadn't been watching them. I quietly stepped into the hall. Unfortunately, my mother wasn't finished. "This daughter of mine is so cluele
Petal's POV I was startled. No. Startled was an understatement. I was traumatized. I sat frozen in the passenger seat, my back pressed firmly against the window, staring at the rain sliding down the glass as if those tiny droplets were suddenly the most fascinating things in the world. My eyes still burned from the tears I'd tried to wipe away. What had I even done? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I had simply fallen asleep. Accidentally. I hadn't planned to sleep in his car. I hadn't thought, Oh, let me comfortably doze off beside a strange man I've known for approximately half an hour. I had been cold, exhausted and soaked from the rain. My body had simply given up. And this man— This terrifying, grumpy, short-tempered man— had scolded me as though I'd committed some unforgivable crime. Does he have split personality or something? I secretly glanced at him. His face was unreadable. His eyes remained fixed ahead. His jaw was still tense. Of course. Mr. Angry. Wh
sebastian's POV The moment I looked at her, I realized she wasn't paying attention to the road anymore. She was looking at me. Her back was pressed against the passenger-side window, her body turned slightly in my direction. One hand still clutched her bag against her chest while the other rested uncertainly in her lap. I frowned. A few minutes ago, she'd been sleeping as peacefully as if she were in her own bedroom. Now she looked wide awake. Almost too awake. I glanced at the locked passenger door when I noticed her hand near the handle. She had tried it. Of course. She'd probably assumed she could simply get out of the car and walk inside. I haven't unlocked it yet. Not because I wanted to trap her. Because I had parked directly outside her house gate and wanted to speak to her before we went inside. She seemed to realize that too. Her fingers slowly withdrew from the handle. The rain had weakened to a drizzle now, but droplets continued sliding down the windshiel
sebastian's POV "Who are you?" Her voice was hoarse from sleep. A beat later, panic flickered across her face. "Why am I here?" I stared at her. From the college to her home, she had slept as though she didn't have a single problem in the world. Peacefully. Comfortably. As if the man sitting beside her wasn't a complete stranger. And now, after nearly half an hour of uninterrupted sleep, she finally decided to ask who I was. I almost laughed. Almost. Instead, I raised one eyebrow. That was enough to make her stare at me. She blinked. Then suddenly... She smiled. I frowned. What the hell? "But you are very handsome." I said nothing. She continued looking at me with that sleepy, innocent expression. "Hello, handsome." Before I could react, her hand came up and touched my face. My entire body stiffened. What was she doing? I immediately caught her wrist and moved her hand away from my face. "Behave, little girl." She pouted. "But I was just complimenting yo
sebastian's POV Something inside me snapped. A surge of anger rushed through my veins so suddenly that my fingers tightened painfully around the steering wheel. For one reckless moment, I wanted to knock some sense into her. How could anyone be this careless? How could someone simply... fall asleep in a stranger's car? My jaw clenched. Every muscle in my body screamed at me to wake her up and lecture her until she understood just how dangerous the world truly was. But... I stopped myself. I took a slow breath. Then another. For the first time in a very long time, I swallowed my temper. The traffic light changed from red to green. The cars behind me began moving. I pressed the accelerator and drove forward. The silence inside the car returned. The rain had softened into a gentle drizzle, but droplets still raced across the windshield while the wipers moved in their steady rhythm. Swish... Swish... Swish... Beside me, she remained asleep. Comp
sebastian's POV The rain showed no intention of stopping. It lashed against the windshield in endless sheets, turning the world beyond the glass into a blur of shimmering lights and distorted shadows. Water rolled down the windows in restless streams while thunder rumbled somewhere far away, wrapping the city in a cold, restless silence. I rounded the front of the car, rain soaking the shoulders of my shirt before I slipped into the driver's seat and shut the door behind me. The loud patter of rain was instantly muffled. Only the rhythmic tapping on the roof remained. I exhaled slowly, running a hand through my damp hair before reaching for my seatbelt. That was when something caught my attention. My blazer sleeve. I frowned. I turned toward the passenger seat, expecting to find the blazer folded neatly beside her. Surely she had taken it off. It wasn't hers. It belonged to a complete stranger who had only met her an hour ago. If she had removed it careless
Author’s POVDinner that night carried an air of unspoken tension. Petal descended the staircase slowly, her steps hesitant, her heart still restless after the events of the day. She was angry—angry at herself, at her weakness, at her inability to resist him. How could I give in? she scolded hersel
author's POV The air in the room was thick—so dense with Sebastian’s rage that even the silence trembled under its weight. The low hum of the evening outside did nothing to lighten the tension that clung to every molecule around them. The storm in his eyes burned hotter than the dusk’s dying sun.
Sebastian’s POV The moment I stepped into my office, the quiet hum of productivity welcomed me. The smell of fresh coffee lingered in the air, mingling with the soft whir of the air conditioner. My assistant followed me in, balancing a thick stack of files in her arms. She placed them on my desk w
Petal's POV"I'M GETTING MARRIED AFTER THREE MONTHS!" I blurted out so fast it sounded like a single, unbroken word.Samy's eyes widened in disbelief. Her mouth fell open, her face frozen in an expression of absolute shock. "What the...?!" she muttered, blinking like she hadn’t heard me right.Then







