All Chapters of Bought for His Legacy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Liora’s POVSebastian hadn’t slept at all.I could tell from the way his eyes stared at the ceiling, the tension still clinging to his shoulders even though the pain medication should have dulled it by now.‘Does it still hurt?’ I asked quietly, standing by the door.‘It always does,’ he didn’t look at me.I stepped inside anyway and he didn’t tell me to leave this time. It’s been a week now since his discharge from the hospital. The doctors have come for assessing, and they noted that he was recuperating very well.He had his bad days, when he wouldn’t talk to me and grumble like a child. On the good days, he would cling to my presence, not wanting me out of his sight, and falling asleep with our hands linked.It was exhausting, but being close to him made me relax. We talked about trivial things on the good days, and the bed bathing… I tried not to think about that too much.The maid who had brought that dress for me that day had also been helpful, giving me meal advice that could

Liora’s POVWhen I woke up, it was with the utmost shock.I was in Sebastian’s bed and he had his arms around me. How did this happen? Did we..?I felt around my body. No, I was still clothed. But still…‘Do you always wake up this early?’ Sebastian’s voice rumbled in my ears. It was deep and smooth; the type of morning voice that made women go weak in the knees.Unfortunately, I was one of those women.‘Good morning,’ I could feel the heat in my cheeks.He looked at me, and I couldn’t help but stare back, the way his eyes swooped over my whole body.Like I was edible.At that moment I felt like I was going into something dangerous. His hands tightened around my waist, pulling me closer until we could feel each other’s breath. I didn’t try to stop him, because I didn’t want to. I wanted to know what his lips would taste like against mine; I wanted to feel my knees go weak just like the way the women in those books felt, moaning into his mouth as our kiss deepened.But we didn’t kiss.

Liora’s POVIt felt like a fairytale. Sebastian Carver actually wanted me; poor Miss Liora Bennett.Every morning I woke up, I always thought it was a dream. Until he’d take me in his arms and kiss me like it’s been ages since we met.We spent every night together, our fingers intertwined as we made love, our bodies locked in like opposite sides of magnets. And I loved the feeling it gave me. I let it get to my head, and I almost forgot about Vivienne.Until she finally showed up.‘Babe!’ She squealed as she rushed to hug him. ‘You finally look like your normal self again.’I could see the hesitant look on Sebastian’s face as she kissed him on his cheek.‘I’ll be waiting in the car,’ I told him quietly and left. It was our first day of work since the accident. I couldn’t wait to see how everything had been since our absence. As I sat in the car waiting, I thought of my father and how I might be letting beautiful thoughts of Sebastian cloud my sense of reasoning.Maybe everything wa

Liora’s POVIt was the night everything started to go wrong.Not long after Vivienne’s threat, I found out she and Sebastian were going to watch a baseball game. I sat in my room, trying not to think about how her arms would be wound with his; the kisses she’d cover his face with.Sometimes I wondered if he still loved her; if he still cherished her kisses the way he did mine. Did he actually love me?The thoughts kept me awake that night, and I chided myself for thinking so much about someone whom I still didn’t fit in his league.I was about to go to sleep when my phone rang. Too tired to answer, I ignored it. Whoever was calling could wait until morning.But the call was persistent, and I was forced to look.It was Eleanor.‘Hello,’ I answered in my best “awake” voice.‘Liora,’ Eleanor sobbed. ‘There’s been an accident.’ ‘What do you mean?’ I gripped the phone closer. ‘What accident?’‘Sebastian was involved in another terrible accident.’I had to take hold of myself before I coul

Liora’s POVThey say grief comes in five stages. I was still stuck in denial. ‘He’ll come around,’ Eleanor looked at me with pity. ‘Now I don’t joke with my children’s lives- at all, but I know a murderer when I see one, and you are no murderer.’‘Thank you’, I felt nothing but gratitude towards her. One person believing me was enough to get my hopes up. ‘I just don’t know why Giselle would lie against me…’Eleanor and I sat outside, watching the sunset. She had stayed with me for most of the day, and we had talked for a long time. I was glad she came; I couldn’t stand Vivienne’s taunting, her hostility exuding conspicuously.Someone was trying to frame me, but I couldn’t point fingers without proof. And they had more than enough false evidence on me.After Eleanor left, the house felt larger and emptier.I wandered through the hallway with slow, careful steps. Just as I was about to walk past Sebastian’s bedroom, the door flew open and Vivienne stood there, her arms folded with a sm