Burn Together

Victoria didn’t go home.

Instead, she went straight to Sebastian’s villa with tears still drying on her face and Lily Carter’s threats still  ringing in her ears.

She used her key and walked inside like a woman who was walking to her own execution.

Sebastian was waiting in the living room, wearing only black sweatpants. The moment he saw her, his eyes narrowed.

“You’ve been crying,” he said. His voice was low and dangerous.

“What happened?”

Victoria didn’t answer.

She walked straight up to him, grabbed his face with both hands, and kissed him like she was drowning. It was hard, desperate and angry.

Sebastian growled against her mouth and lifted her up instantly. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he carried her to the dining table and slammed her down on it.

Clothes came off in seconds.

He didn’t bother with foreplay. He shoved her legs apart and thrust into her in one brutal stroke. Victoria cried out - it was a cry of half pain and half pleasure. He fucked her like he was punishing her unleashing deep, angry thrusts that shook the heavy wooden table.

“You smell like fear,” he growled, pounding into her.

“What the fuck did you do, Victoria?”

She moaned loudly, her nails digging into his back. She was soaking wet. Her body betrayed her even now. Sebastian gripped her throat, not tight enough to hurt, but enough to control her.

“Tell me,” he demanded, slamming into her harder.

Victoria came violently, screaming, her walls clenching around him. But she still didn’t speak.

Sebastian pulled out, flipped her over, and fucked her from behind even harder. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the entire villa.

“You met her, didn’t you?” he snarled, fisting her hair.

“You met Lily.”

Victoria’s eyes widened in shock, but another orgasm ripped through her before she could answer. Sebastian followed right after, burying himself deep and coming with a guttural groan, filling her completely.

They stayed locked together, both breathing like they had just run a marathon. Sebastian slowly pulled out and turned her around to face him. Victoria thought his expression was terrifying - it seemed to be a mix of rage, lust, and something almost like fear.

“I told you not to dig,” he said, his voice shaking with anger.

“I fucking warned you.”

Victoria’s voice broke.

“She has the video of me in your study. She said that she would destroy me if I don’t help her get you back.”

Sebastian went completely still. For a long moment, the only sound was their heavy breathing.

Then he laughed.

It was a cold, broken sound that sent ice down Victoria’s spine.

“She’s playing games again,” he whispered.

“That fucking bitch.”

He cupped Victoria’s face with both hands, his thumbs wiping away fresh tears that had welled up in her eyes.

“You belong to me now,” he said fiercely.

“Not to her and definitely not to anyone else. To Me.”

He kissed her again - slower this time, but no less intense. He was possessive and claiming. 

But when he pulled back, his eyes were darker than she had ever seen them.

“There’s something you need to understand, Victoria. Lily doesn’t just want me back. She wants to own me again. And if she thinks you’re in her way…”

He paused.

“She will destroy you. Slowly, publicly and quite painfully.”

Victoria’s voice was barely a whisper.

“What do we do?”

Sebastian stared at her for a long moment.

Then he smiled what Victoria saw was a real smile.

Only that while it was real, it was also dark, beautiful, and terrifying.

“Then we burn her first.”

He picked Victoria up and carried her to the bedroom. But before he laid her down, he looked straight into her eyes with deadly seriousness.

“From now on, no more secrets and no more digging alone. If we’re doing this… we do it together. As one.”

Victoria nodded, her heart racing.

She had just made a deal with the devil.

And the devil’s original queen was coming for both of them.

As Sebastian pushed back inside her, slow and deep this time, Victoria looked at the ceiling and realized the terrible truth.

She wasn’t just sleeping with the monster anymore.

She was becoming one with him.

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Later that night, as Sebastian slept beside her, Victoria’s phone lit up with a new message from Lily Carter:

“48 hours is now 24.

Tick tock, little artist.

Choose wrong… and I’ll make sure the whole world watches you burn.”