The rest of the day passed surprisingly nicely for Lorraine. It was time to relax so most people were lounging on the couch while some were playing outside.During sunset, Sebastian took her to the beach again and watched it with his fingers tangled with her own. She loved it when he smiled the way he did. With his eyes closed as to let the warm breeze caress his sunburnt cheeks.She felt connected to him. Every time she looked at him, her heart pulled strings.Then night settled in and her group of friends perched by the bonfire, roasting marshmallows and having the time of their lives. Her ears filled with their overlapping laughter, Sebastian sitting beside her and snickering at something Ivey had said.Lorraine was talking to Yoongi about production. The rapper had said that he wanted to try movie production in Hollywood so she had offered to talk to some directors for him.She looked

Lorraine had an instinct to devour each time she saw Sebastian's pretty lips in front of her, swollen and red and fuck...  It was in the way he reacted to her actions. Like the way he gasped and moaned without hiding it if she was kissing his neck. The way he'd fall back on the bed or the way his eyes would roll back in pleasure. Sebastian looked like sin under the neon red lights. His skin glistened with a layer of sweat and hair stuck to his forehead. His red lips were parted to let out soft pants, looking at Lorraine with siren eyes, dazed and drawing her towards him. Once again, she surged forward, capturing his lips with hers and moving them with ferocity, the passion unyielding. Their tongues were intertwined, fighting for dominance, teeth clattering and saliva dripping down their chins

Autumn was to an end by the time Sebastian and Lorraine's– along with everyone else's work schedules were coming to a pause.The recently aired news of the power couple, Matt and Ivey being pregnant was blowing up the internet.Sebastian had been on about buying a new house for her and Lorraine in New York for whenever she comes. But she knew that was one of his sneaky tricks to make her come to New York as often as she could.With everyone's thriving success because of their immense hardworking, everyone felt overjoyed. Sebastian and Lorraine felt at peace. Though not seeing each other for months didn't help but doing what they loved and being into their regular schedule gave them inner serenity.The Phoenix brothers had been flying from one country to another for their world tours, receiving the love they didn't even know they deserved. They were sure that every one cried at least once during the world tour. Sebastian cried thrice, for he had never expected he would have dated anyon

"Lorraine, gorgeous, I love you. I really love you." Sebastian said. "But it's so fucking weird to hold an Oscar in your hand and go to your birthday party like you're holding a cheap beer bottle."Lorraine rolled her eyes, pulling a little on her boyfriend's hand as they entered Lorraine's yacht.Yes, it was her birthday.And she had never known how to feel about birthdays.Materialism was one thing but birthdays usually scared her. It felt like...why did they even come every year? She felt like shit at those days. She was usually filled with guilt upto her neck on her birthdays.It wasn't that her birthday wasn't celebrated nicely. It was just that...her mother's birthday wasn't. A part of her was vivid at her mother, always will be. For not fighting for her when she was dying. Not fighting for her when she had jumped in the fire to save her life.But a part of her also pitied her.Endlessly.Because...She had always been a kind woman. Too kind. So much so that it became her weakne

Once upon a time, Lorraine Acker was a victim.With glinting eyes so big and always wide open to take in her world. Curious. Curious about everything, eyebrows always raised.About a decade ago or so.Once upon a time, Lorraine was helpless and naïve. Oh so naïve. She latched onto any but of comfort she could get. Trusted so easily. Easily enough to get hurt."You're with new bruises."Lorraine lifted her head from her knees, looking at the man in front of her. She rolled her eyes, pressing her cheek to her knee instead and drawing her legs closer towards her chest as a stray tear rolled down the bridge of her nose."That's not news now, is it?" She retorted, voice scraped like shards of glass which somehow made the man in front of get wince.She shouldn't be sitting here, it was fucking pathetic to sit in the middle of the corridor of her house. The maids don't judge but it made her feel weak. She was weak, though. That wasn't news either.The man in front of her was way older. Clad