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I heard Sebastian's voice too, lower, asking questions in the right places — the kind of questions that meant he was tracking every detail Eli gave him, not just waiting for his turn to talk. I did not go up. At eleven thirty exactly, Sebastian came down the stairs. Eli followed him to the door. "Bye," Eli said. "Bye." Sebastian crouched slightly — not to hug him, not to do anything that crossed a line, just to be at his height for a second. "Thank you for showing me the dinosaurs." "You're welcome." Eli paused. "Are you coming back?" Sebastian looked at him. Then, carefully, the way a man chooses words when he does not want to promise something that is not his to promise: "I hope so."

"Touché." I clenched my jaw, refusing to let him get under my skin. "If there’s something I should know, just say it." Sebastian took a step closer, his presence overwhelming. "I could, but where’s the fun in that?" I huffed in frustration. "You’re impossible." "And you’re stubborn," he countered smoothly. We stood there, locked in a silent battle of wills. Finally, he sighed. "Just stay away from him, Isabelle. Trust me."

I pushed back, using Sebastian's script. "Sebastian is not chaotic, Father. He is strategic. He is being maliciously targeted by a former rival, a man named Griffin Patterson, who is trying to leverage a past tragedy to destroy his company. Sebastian's move—the engagement—was a necessary counter-measure to stabilize CazoS's stock and protect me from the smear campaign. The police reports, as you know, cleared me. This scandal is purely fabricated to discredit him."

Giovanni’s fake smile faltered. Sebastian didn't wait for a response. He shifted his cold eyes back to the man with the slicked-back hair. "Which one of you," he murmured smoothly, "wanted to dance with my stepsister?" The man swallowed hard, his face going pale. He looked at Giovanni for help. Giovanni’s jaw tightened. "She is my fiancée, Hierro. We were just having some fun. There is no need for a problem." Sebastian remained completely unbothered. He didn't argue. He didn't raise his voice. He simply tilted his head and gave a tiny, almost invisible nod to the men behind him.

“Sebastian believed it?” “Not easily, not for long.” There was no hesitation in Ethan’s answer, like he’d gone over that night in his head more times than he could count. “But it was his father, and it was a document. Sebastian grew up being taught that people who got close to him always wanted something from the family. Victor knew exactly which button to push.” He paused. “He’d been pushing it for years.” “How long did he believe it?”

Unable to hold in the fear or thought of losing a child, tears streaked off from her eyes to her cheeks, her lips went pale, weak, and parched, and her sobs increased, catching the attention of Sebastian , who had his ex fixed on the road already. “It's okay, hell be fine, I'm sure, I promise." Sebastian , He wasn't sure about what had happened or why he acted in such a manner; he had no idea the child was Andrew at first when he pushed towards the scene, but finding out it was the son of a woman whom he loved tore him apart. He was a doctor, but he hoped for a miracle at least once; he had already grown fond of the boy, and he wanted a future with the mother.

"Then my family, especially Bianca, will become suspicious of the integrity of our relationship. It would be too coincidental that your rent expired and we broke up around the same period." "Ugh, this is so confusing." I groaned, burying my face in my hands. "How did you figure all this out now?" "I didn't. It's been running through my mind from the moment Bruno threatened you." He scowled. "I'm not letting you go until I know that bastard can't touch you or Tiffany." "What?" I blinked, lifting my head, and I stared at him. "What?" Sebastian replied, smiling at me, but it didn't reach his eyes. They were dark; pure malice twirled in them, and my stomach clenched. How could he have so much an

That was why he had waited for Selena to return and hadn't dared to tell Lilia a word in advance. Selena studied her brother carefully. "So, you've started caring for Princess Lilia? Tell me, do you feel even the slightest bit of affection for her?" Sebastian's gaze was steady and open, as if he'd never meant to hide anything at all. "I don't know."

Neither option is what Bastian wants. Renata closed her eyes. Bastian's kiss this time felt warm and made her heart beat very fast. She doesn't know how the man in front of her feels, but Renata herself realizes there is still a little feeling in her heart for Bastian. If their relationship was not based on resentment and hatred, perhaps Renata would be the happiest woman to be the wife of Sebastian. The man of her dreams ***

’ Caleb whined. ‘Buddy,’ Sebastian began, but Caleb drowned his voice by raising a fuss in his mind. ‘Mate! I need my mate! Go and wake her up!’ Sebastian went to Claire and sat near her before caressing her forehead, hoping that his nearness to her may soothe Caleb, who was growing fussier by the minute. He let out a breath when he realised Claire was no longer burning with fever. But still, she laid unresponsive to his touch and, like Caleb, he just wanted to see his mate wake up and smile at him, even if it was for a way different reason. While Caleb wanted to investigate the change in their bond, or whatever it was that he felt, Sebastian simply missed her.