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The Butler openly states, showing delightful wrinkles on his face. "I do too, and thank you, Sebastian. I am home," She expresses as she halts her feet. Sebastian, their Butler, is a man in his sixties, and he towers all the working maids, gardeners in the mansion. His chocolate-like eyes are soft and kind that reflects his characteristic inside. Even though his grey hair is revealing, everyone could tell he was a marvelous man in his teenage years. Furthermore, he looks flawless in his mono-color black uniform. "Why did you not give us advance notice of your return, Lady Veronica?" Sebastian asks curiously with a confused expression.

CHAPTER 45 BELLA Athena had started to cry for attention, and I rushed off to her. Once I had calmed her down, I brought her out, and Gabriel who’s face automatically lit up at the sight of her, reached out to take her in his arms. She was full of smiles as she went to him. Her tiny hands made its way to his cheeks as he spoke to her lovingly and waltzed around the room with her. While father and daughter were having their bonding session, I excused myself and went to my room and called up Erica. She, too, was just as worked up as me about what had happened earlier. Neo did explain his side of the story to her after we had left. He told her that the reason why he didn’t bother defending hims

Her eyes were wide with surprise as she and Ethan whirled around. Something tall and commanding emerged from the shadows. His eyes blazed with a ruthless fire and his face was a mask of icy anger. It was Vulcan. He wasn't alone either. Two of his most capable warriors were standing behind him. Their hands resting on their sword hilts. Selene's thoughts whirled. With her knuckles whitened, she clutched the book more tightly. “Give me the book,” Vulcan demanded in a loud voice. And I might just spare your life.”

He knew they never liked him. Hunter was eight years old when he met Sebastian Bryant. At that time, he was in Japan, held by a group of yakuza. He didn't know who he was or where he came from. The yakuza who took him in called him "Zen." They were involved in illegal activities and were brutal, but they treated him well, especially the leader, who even considered passing the group on to him. However, due to a betrayal by one of the members, the leader was killed, and the group was captured by UN special forces. One of the UN special force leaders at that time was Sebastian. In addition to being the Alpha of the Silver Luminaries and the Leader of the Astral Guardian, Sebastian was also a me

The butler came to him the moment the car stopped and opened the car from outside, ¨welcome back young master¨, he said, bowing down. Sebastian grunted and walked to the entrance, he took briskly steps and his face remained dark as he walked through the hallways that led into the lounge. As he reached the elevators, he heard someone call his name, it wasn´t a farmilaiar voice, he turned and instantly, his face darkened, it was a very beautiful woman, she had blonde hair and deep blue eyes, her smile was breathtaking and her skin was glittering under her baby blue silk gown, sebastian frowned, his mind went straight to Cynthia, who was this.

Sebastian kicked the attacker off and coldly demanded, "Who are you? Why are you trying to kill me?" "Mr. Vanderbilt, you really have a short memory!" the attacker taunted. "You’re Black Hawk!" Sebastian recognized the voice and confirmed his suspicion. "That’s right! I’m here to take your life tonight!" Black Hawk, fully recovered, was only focused on seeking revenge on Sebastian. "If you want to kill me, let’s see if you have the skill to do it! Come on!" Sebastian threw off his jacket, ready for the showdown. The question now was whose life would prove tougher tonight.

Sebastian's actions disrupted the established order of Bellano's underground, plunging the city into chaos and causing significant losses to the other famiglie. The Valerinis spearheaded the formation of a tribunal comprised of key figures from each famiglia to decide his fate. Dressed in black, I sat at the head of the table. When Sebastian was brought in, his hair was a mess, his clothes were stained, and his eyes were hollow. He was a far cry from the arrogant man he used to be.

“Then you must hate how little you own me.” The air shifted. Something dangerous flickered in his eyes. He leaned closer, his voice dropping. “You don’t get to say things like that unless you’re prepared for consequences.” Her pulse kicked. “I’ve always been prepared.” Before he could reply, another presence slid into the space beside her, warm and careless. “Easy, brother. It’s Christmas.” Sebastian Blackwood. Younger by four years. Vice chairman. The charm to Julian’s steel. Where Julian cut, Sebastian burned.

The woman in black stared at him with contempt. "I feel like you are here to scam me." "Ms. Blanche, why don't we sit down and talk? It's so cold out here." Sebastian was shivering. "I'm not cold. If you want to talk, we will talk here." The woman in black could tell that he was freezing, but she did not care. "Fine!" Sebastian turned around to face his bodyguard and shouted, "Go buy me a down jacket right now!"