SebastianI try not to laugh out loud as I look at Delilah's face when I tell her the big news. Her face turned as white as a sheet of paper. No, not white. She looks almost grey."What the fuck!" she exclaimed. "I mean...what the fuck?" she repeated her sentence in the form of a question this time."You heard me. I am proposing. Will you marry me, Delilah Anne Gibson?" I take out a small box from Tiffany's."Absolutely not! Are you completely out of your mind, you crazy motherfucker?" Delilah cried."As my future wife, you really need to watch that filthy mouth of yours," I grinned."You're delusional! I would never marry you. Not in a million or billion years," she shook her head.I expected some resistance from her, but I wonder if she'll still say no when she sees the ring. I open the box and hold it in front of her. "Not even if I give you this diamond ring that's worth more than your parents' house?" I grinned.Delilah stared at the gorgeous oval-cut stone that sat comfortably b

"Sebastian! I didn't know you came back here?" Lucia's face brightened."You two know each other?" I asked, even though it was evident that these two had a history."Lucia is Frederick's daughter. He is the manager at this hotel," Sebastian explains."We almost got married," Lucia declared.My brows rose together. "Who almost got married?""Sebastian and I, silly. We were in love," she chirped.I didn't know to process all this information. Lucia and Sebastian? In love? I felt a small amount of jealousy flickering inside me, but I forced myself to keep my face straight. I didn't know what to say for a moment. "Is that so?" I finally managed to say something."It's not true. At least not the full truth. Lucia and I almost got married, but we weren't in love," Sebastian said grimly and grabbed my hand."No need to hide it from Delilah. She is going to be your new wife, no? It would be best if you told her all of your secrets," Lucia giggled."I think Delilah and I will go dance for a bi

DelilahI don't know what I am doing or why I am doing it.No...that's not true. I do know why. Seeing him lying there half-dressed made me feel antsy and overwhelmed with lust. The thought of him being inside of another woman made my blood boil.I straddle him. My hair falls all over his face as I look down at him."Kiss me," he said.No. I won't give him the satisfaction. If I kiss him now, it would feel too much like love, and I don't want him to feel loved. I want him to feel used."You don't get to kiss me until I'm satisfied," I said in a raspy voice."As you wish," he smirked.I lower myself more and lightly bite his shoulder, then kiss his chest instead of his lips."Your lips feel so good, fuck...I love them so much," Sebastian groans as I trail them down from his chest and stop right on top of his pelvic bone. I touch his hard erection and stroke it slowly. Then I lick it from the base to the tip then put it in my mouth.He moans and puts his fingers through my hair as I suc

DelilahI watch Sebastian storm out. Then I get back to work. I am done being swayed and doing all of his bidding like a puppet. I may be poor and weak at times, but I didn't lose all my self-respect yet. I won't surrender to Sebastian, no matter what.But still...I have to admit something. Sebastian treated me like a princess for the rest of our trip to Italy. He took me shopping and allowed me to pick anywhere I wanted to visit, and I forgot about all the torture he put me through momentarily.But once the day was over, I sat alone in my room and thought about everything. Sebastian isn't a nice guy. He is evil under that handsome face of his. He made me feel worthless numerous times before, and he will do it again.And the whole blackmail scene with the video of me. What kind of despicable man does something like this to a poor, helpless woman who has nowhere to turn to?Sebastian had proven to me that he was that kind of man numerous times.I can never love him, and I won't. I deci

SebastianI pour myself a glass of whiskey, then chug it down fast. The alcohol burns my throat on its way down, but I ignore it and pour myself another drink. I feel anger coursing through my veins when I imagine Delilah in another man's arms.Last night, Delilah pushed me off and walked out of the penthouse while trying to fix her messy clothes. Not before telling me how much she hated me. Several times. Her words cut through my heart like a knife, but I had seen it coming. I knew she would despise me after the way I treated her.But oh well, I can handle her hatred. It doesn't matter since she'll marry me anyway.I call Lewis and tell him to attend my so-called wedding. I decided to finish it as soon as possible. I have to make her my wife before she figures out a way to get out of it.And that asshole Ryan....I don't know what Ryan is planning. How is he going to use Delilah against me? I can't wait to spoil his plans.My uncle called and summoned me earlier, but it didn't feel l