English Voice Actor For Sebastian Michaelis 소설 & 이야기

Sebastian ignored him though, and stood in front of me. "Can I talk to you for a sec." He said, his stupid deep voice sending goosebumps all over my body. Man, that accent was everything. No wonder girls and gay boys be melting for him. I tried to appear angry but dammit, I was fluttering hard inside. "What the fuck are you doing here, Burkhart?"Reggie tried again as he stepped forward. Sebastian popped the lollipop off his mouth and glared at Reggie. "I'm not here to talk to you, so back off."

“I’m not going to answer it.” Lucas suddenly takes the phone from me and presses the button to answer. “Hello,” he says in a fake girl’s voice, and then he hands it over to me. “What the fuck?” I mouth to him. “Hello, Seraphina,” Sebastian’s smooth, soft voice purrs. My eyes widen as I look at how shocked my friends look. Lucas acts like he is in church, making a cross sign on himself and putting his hands together to pray. “Hello.” “Where are you?” he asks.

Alexander would learn what it felt like to be deceived, to have the ground pulled out from under him. With the offer prepared, Sebastian picked up his phone. He dialed a number he had acquired through his network—a number that led directly to Alexander’s private line. The line rang twice before a smooth, self-assured voice answered. "This is Alexander speaking." "Good evening, Mr. Alexander," Sebastian said, his tone calm and composed. "This is Sebastian Massimo. I believe we may have mutual interests." There was a brief pause, then Alexander’s tone shifted to one of intrigue. "Ah, Mr. Massimo! I’ve heard of you—Italian markets, luxury developments. Quite the reputation you’ve built."

He pressed, arching a brow, his tone arctic cold. She smiled uncomfortably before she quickly went on to try and save herself. "No. It is not like that, Mr. Salvatore; it is just that Miller Corp was not listed initially--" "I picked Miller Corp personally," Sebastian's voice came, putting a halt to her rambling before she could go far. She quickly zipped her lips shut, recoiling back at the harshness of his tone. Sebastian is a quiet storm that was enough to shake everything in his path. And he was doing the same thing in that moment. He was intimidating as ever. Not just Kristen, but everyone else in the room seemed to sit up, feeling intimidated by the man's presence. "So, if any of you h

"No communication with anyone related to Christian Scott. Virtually or physically. And you'll be even watched when you're going to talk to my attorney if that's needed. Make sure you watch your tongue while talking to Advocate Sebastian" "Advocate Sebastian isn't that scary", the familiar voice freezes me. It's Sebastian!

Let me know when you get this message. I was very surprised and intrigued by the message. If Seb could help me, then I could get that pesky rogue off my tail and focus on taking down this mysterious organization. I dialed Sebastian’s number immediately and he picked up after three rings. “How’re you doin’ Henri?” He asked as soon as he picked up, his heavy Australian accent filling up my ears. “Life could be better,” I responded honestly. Ironically, Henri and I sound the same on the phone. “But that aside, I read your texts.”

“You don't have to worry about anything… I'll handle this matter myself…those shares will be mine,” Sebastian said with a smirk as he sat there sipping on his whiskey calmly. He had one of David's directors, Jorge Milan, sitting there as the two men enjoyed their quiet afternoon. Jorge was an elderly man with bright silver hair, medium fat, and was slightly short.

Sebastian adjusts in his seat and turns to me, putting his sunglasses back onto his face and his hoodie over his head. “Are you ready?” He asks. I nod. We get out of the car and cross the street, stepping inside of the cafe. Sebastian and I keep our distance from the woman he hired. We watch as she approaches a table where Adrian sits. His back is to us, thankfully, and I watch as the woman casually sits across from him. Sebastian slips a listening device into my ear, their conversation filling my ears, as he passes off a tiny communication device to me. I begin to talk into the microphone. The woman flawlessly translates the words for me, acting as if they are her own and not mine.

The Nicholas I knew had a soothing and sweet voice, whereas this Nicholas’ voice was husky and dripped sex appeal. “Elena…” I hear it again and force my eyes open this time, only to see the face of Sebastian staring down at me with a worried frown on his face. “Elena, are you alright?” He asks me and I try to sit up, but he pushes me back onto the bed.

Sebastian chuckled. “Father wanted to come on his own but I didn't want him hurting you so I came in his place but you're not being very nice to me brother" Levi groaned. “Sebastian, non sono dell'umore giusto per questo, quindi parla(Sebastian, I'm not in the mood for this so speak!)" Levi boomed and Sebastian's eyes widened slightly with fear but it was gone in a flash. Levi only spoke Italian when he was very angry.