SiennaI struggled with my suitcases as I tried to catch up with Sebastian heading toward the car. He only had one bag, which explained why he could walk so briskly. I, on the other hand, had two suitcases, three traveling bags, and my handbag. He didn’t even offer to help. He is definitely no gentleman.When I reached the car, a short, grey-haired man walked up to us. Despite his age, he was fairly handsome."Sienna, this is Raffa, the driver.""Nice to meet you, sir," I said, giving him the warmest smile I could muster. Sebastian rolled his eyes and opened the car door."It's a pleasure, Mrs. Sterling." He took my hand and kissed it gently."Do your job, Raffa, and quit talking to her," Sebastian barked. "You're a driver. Nothing else. Remember that."Raffa’s face flushed with embarrassment, and I felt terrible for him. He loaded my bags into the trunk, and we drove off. Sebastian seated himself at the farthest end of the car and placed a large pillow between us because, according to
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