100 Days With Mr. Sebastian のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Stephany’s POVIt’s been a year now.I stare at the endless list of bills that seem to stare at me back. I could never get out of this black hole that continues to suck the life out of me. I feel the weight of the world press down on my shoulders as I sink deeper into despair.How would I get out of this? There was no way I could? I’m stuck forever giving this man every piece of me till I run out.Every time I fought my way to pay the bills, it seemed like I was drowning even deeper and the worst of it was that it isn’t even mine.The large ocean of debt that swallowed me continuously belongs to my father before he passed.I never understood how he managed to acquire such a large amount to owe someone, Don Mario for that matter.Every time I think about it, I feel a mixture of anger and frustration boil inside me. Father must have had a reason.I take a deep breath as I continue to swallow the hard lump that formed in my throat. I want to cry, to scream, to run away. I want to go some

Stephany’s POV “How do you know my name?... what do you want from me?” I asked, pushing back the crippling fear that crept into my voice.“You don’t know me, but your father does,” a smile tugged at Don Mario’s lips as he reached for another puff.My father? Why does this man know my father? I thought silently, my brows squeezing slightly in confusion. “I heard he died tragically… poor soul,” he clicked his tongue while shaking his head slightly. “But Stephany… you see, your father and I” he sucks in another breath from his tobacco and exhales “…had a little business arrangement.” “What?” My heart beat violently at his words. “What are you talking about?” the heat of his smoke grazing my face. Beads of sweat begin to form on my forehead. “Your father took a loan from me before he died, and now, as agreed, it’s my turn to get the end of the bargain… but since he’s no longer here…” He leaned forward, his thick breath invading my nostrils. “… you’re taking his place, naturally.” He c

Stephany’s PoVFor a moment, there’s nothing but silence. Just my breathing and Elise’s light snoring from her room. That sound usually comforts me. But now, it makes the ache in my heart even worse. She doesn’t know the half of it. She doesn’t know how close we are to losing everything. And it’s my job to make sure she never finds out.I open my eyes and force myself to keep looking for jobs, pretending like the weight isn’t crushing me. As I scroll, something catches my eye: “FAKE MARRIAGE, REQUIREMENTS: MUST BE A GOOD ACTOR.” The words are ridiculous. It’s so absurd that I actually laugh, a real laugh, something I haven’t done in longer than I can remember.“Must be one of those scams,” I mutter to myself, draining the rest of the Monster. But the ad lingers in my mind longer than I’d like to admit. Fake marriage, huh? Desperate times, desperate measures… but still, I shake it off.I check the time. It’s almost 6:45 a.m., time to head to the café. I stand up and quietly walk to Eli

The coffee-spilling, smug-as-hell man from earlier. My blood runs cold, then boils all at once. His dark eyes meet mine, and for a moment, I think I see surprise flash across his face. But it’s gone in an instant, replaced by that same infuriating smirk. “You,” I blurt out, my voice trembling with a mix of anger and disbelief. The first man glances between us, his brow furrowing. “You’ve met?” My jaw tightens as I drag my gaze away from the smirking devil to face him. “Not exactly,” I bite out, my voice clipped. The man from earlier leans back in his chair, completely unfazed. “We’ve crossed paths,” he says smoothly, his tone laced with mockery. I grip my hands in my lap, nails digging into my palms as I fight the urge to snap back. "Focus on the interview!" I remind myself, though my fury simmers just beneath the surface. But as I sit there, face-to-face with the man who had the nerve to ruin my morning, one thought loops in my mind: This is going to be one hell of an in

Sebastian’s POV “Well, now that this is settled, let’s move on to the next step, which is…” Dice’s voice trails off as he shifts his gaze to me, expecting me to finish his sentence. I glance at Stephany, and she meets my eyes with that same expectant look. A deep sigh escapes me. “You will meet my parents.” I say, locking my gaze on her. For a fleeting moment, something crosses her face—something like fear—but it’s gone as quickly as it appeared. “Okayy…” she mutters, almost too quickly. I can’t help but notice how she’s trying to cover it up. Fear? Apprehension? She’s hiding something, and I can’t help but wonder if she’s really prepared for this. “But before we do, you’re getting a new wardrobe.” I continue, reaching for the black card in my suit pocket. I don’t make a big deal out of it, but it’s just another part of the deal. “The pin is 1747. Dice can take you somewhere to get them.” I slide the card across the table toward her. Her eyes flicker, an impressed