Semua Bab Second Chance With A Billionaire : Bab 21 - Bab 30

'No, this isn't happening. I'm dreaming. I'm still in my room, snuggled under my duvet and having this almost realistic dream.' I told myself as my wide amber eyes stared into blue ones. But it wasn't. It wasn't a dream.Sebastian was standing right in front of me, making my legs tremble under my weight and my stomach full of weird fluttering feelings."I... You... Um..." I stuttered, unable to make a single word. How was I supposed to make a single simple sentence when his finger was stroking my cheek, scrambling my brain?"You mean a lot more to me than you know." He muttered, resting his forehead against mine, and my already banging heart raced faster."H-how?" I breathed, and I would have patted myself on the back for being able to form a single word, but I was too hypnotised by whatever he was doing to me."That's for me to know and for you to find out." He replied, closing the already almost invincible gap between us and trapping me between the kitchen counter and his large body

"You're kidding me, aren't you?" I said, my voice as blank as a piece of plain sheet. And she said I was jumping to conclusions. How had she come up with such a crazy thought out of nowhere?"Oh come on, you're not a child. I could literally touch the chemistry between the two of you the time he came to our house. Sheesh, it was so intense. It's so obvious he finds you attractive." Dorothy squealed, and I rolled my eyes so hard that they almost rolled out of my head. Yup, she was out of her mind."You're crazy. How can you say that? How did you come up with that explanation from the story I told? Please stop joking. This is really important." I scolded.Maybe another day I would have laughed and playfully told her to stop, but I was in no mood. I was in crisis. There was no time to giggle about crushes like we were in high school."I heard what you said, and I can swear that he has the hots for you. I'm sure that's the ulterior motive he meant. He just wants to use this opportunity to

'Another peck?!' I thought as my face flared. 'Is giving random pecks going to be a thing now? It's not that I mind if he continues to, though... it's very nice. Bruno... never showed such affection to me. Bruno never even touched me unless... he... I can't think of that now.'"Um... Thank you." I squeaked, as my stomach did backflips, and I gave his shoulder a soft shove. His arms slipped off my waist, and I bit my inner cheeks, stopping my lips from flipping to frown. Maybe I should have let him hold me a little bit longer."Did you just come back, or have you been home for a while? What's the time anyway?" I asked, stepping away from him and pulling out my phone from my shorts' pocket."I just came back. I was going to my room when I saw your door open and you dozing off on your desk. Shouldn't you be in bed? It's quite late." He said as his eyes scanned across my desk covered with papers, notebooks, pens, and whatever other knickknacks I needed to get inspiration."It's almost two

"Oh, Tiffany." I sighed, scooping her into my arms and lifting her up off the ground. Tiffany sniffled, pouting as small drops of tears ran down her face."Um... y-you don't have to cry. I won't be gone for long. You won't even know I left." Sebastian stuttered, startled by her sudden outburst but trying his best to calm her down."B-but I don't want you to go. Is it be... because I l-laughed at your pancakes? I-I'm sorry. I won’t do it again." She sobbed, stretching her arms to him.I wasn't even surprised that she was able to draw such a wild conclusion. And I couldn't judge her, or wouldn't that be hypocritical? In just the few days of meeting Sebastian, we've had up to three misunderstandings because I thought he meant something that he didn't. It was almost like she was copying me. Like mother, like daughter. That was bad. I had to change that behaviour in me and her so she wouldn't have issues with people."No, it's not that. I'm not angry at you because of that. You were righ

'No! No! No! Absolutely not! There's no way I'm going to that party. She's Bianca Warners, and as if she's not popular and rich enough, her soon-to-be husband is Carl O'Neill, a well-known billionaire. Only the crème de la crème, the elite of society, will be there. What are the chances that... that... Bruno or my family will be there too?' I thought, and their faces flashed in my mind. The air in my lungs turned hard like gravel, breathing was like running on knifes and my stomach lurched. My head spun and the world turned grey and blur.'What if I meet them there? I don't know if Sebastian's family or the groom's family have anything to do with my ex or family but they were rich. There was a chance that they could be attend. And what if I go? What if I accidentally bump into any of them? What will they say after seeing me for the first time in five years? Will they mock me? Insult me? Humiliate me in front of Sebastian and everyone? Will they drag me down for their own pleasure lik