Novel & Cerita Grell X Sebastian

everyone happily greets. Sebastian saddles up to the counter, his hair a sexy mess and muscles on full display while he wears nothing but grey sweatpants that hang dangerously low on his hips. I openly rake my eyes over him and for once, allow the erotic images - I’ve done my best to fight - flitter through my mind. The things I would love to do to this man. “And a special good morning to you,” he smirks, “Come here often?” I give him a lopsided smile, “Don’t tell me you’ve actually used that line on people.”

Does Dri his sweet friend here affects him like that? He turns back to the still mouthing off woman and called her attention, “Driselle.” “Wait, should I get it? Gods, I have a lot of stuff with me, I'd probably have to dig it up,” she was thinking out loud or most likely ignoring him. What a personality. “Driselle,” Sebastian repeated now with voice rising a bit. She froze and stared at his current poker face which could be intimidating to most people. She tried to pretend it didn't bother her but her sharp inhale gave her away.

Dusk at HiLLi Estate had a stillness like those that engulfed various morgues in the city. Sebastian sauntered out of the car with a cold expression on his face as Elon dropped him off. Overwhelmed by the onslaught that had settled on Sebastian, Elon took a deep breath before trying to find out if Sebastian was doing fine. “ Are you sure you are fine? You look sick and weak” Elon said, showing concern.

The sight of him alone, made me feel safe and secure even though it was not how it was supposed to be, how could I feel secure with the one whose only intention was to hurt me? He looked at me, his eyes softening for a brief moment but then when Chris emitted a groan in pain, the prior rage crawled it's way back into and once again, all I could see was the very familiar dark eyes of Sebastian and the flames of the wrath that was capable of destroying everything in a matter of a second. "Chris Robinson," Sebastian spoke, his brows rising as if he was just acknowledging his presence, "One of the newly rising arms suppliers." He stepped closer to Chris who still haven't managed to get himself o

“I mean, come on. As if someone like her could impress Sebastian Moreau—unless he was in on it.” A hush swept over the nearby crowd. A few gasps. A few stifled chuckles. Sebastian raised an eyebrow, utterly unamused. “Are you suggesting I lend my name to petty collusion?” His voice was cool, but the edge in it was unmistakable. Gracie’s mouth opened, then shut again. “I… I was only joking.” He didn’t even look at her. “How unfortunate. I don’t find mediocrity amusing.” The laughter this time wasn’t stifled.

And that’s how she ended up here-- Freezing in front of a sunlounger on the deck, with Sebastian lying on there, topless. The man has his forearm over his eyes, lazily draping it for the blinding sun. His skin is paler than usual, and though still with those eight packs that he puts a lot of effort into, he is visibly slander. As if he just walked out of a grave illness. Scar glares at Adrian, who shrugs innocently, but with a naughty grin. He totally knew that Sebastian was here!

“ He said he knows my secrets, what secret could he be talking about? Gray murmured, his voice barely a whisper. “What was that all about?” Theo asked. “Well,the person with Garry already called,making his own demands.” He replied “What does he want?” Gray laughed oddly? He wants everything, he doesn’t just want the media house in Creek but he want every fucking thing. How rude and greedy of him.” “What the fuck man,how many enemies do you have again? Have you been living your lives pissing people off?” Theo asked laughing sarcastically.”What’s the plan?” “I dont know,but we have to think of something fast, that voice was quite familiar. Wait a minute.” He imposed.” Sebastian made mention of

"The second unit’s secure, Seb. You want the lead?" Sebastian stepped into the yellow glare of the high-beams, his boots crunching through the mineral crust. His right arm was still tucked flat against his ribs, the thick canvas of his jacket bulging where his hand remained wrapped around the walnut grip of the .44 Magnum. The wintergreen smell of the horse liniment was stronger now, mixing with the sour reek of the truck's diesel exhaust to create an atmosphere that was thick, suffocating, and entirely devoid of local color.

he replied and I heard the door open I turned to face a frustrated Xavier his hair messy most likely from being under the snow cap. "You must be Xavier," Sebastian said standing up outstretching his hand. "I'm Sebastian," he added and Xavier shook his hand confidence radiating off him. He was intimidating even more so when he wanted to be and I knew Sebastian felt the power, control and confidence radiating off him. "Xavier Persons," he said giving him a small smile before pulling away sitting beside me.

It reminded him of a time long ago when he had been with Camellia. He asked her then if it was Camellia’s scent, but she said no. Why, then, did Caitlin smell so similar? At that moment, Xavi came in to find Sebastian but froze at the sight of the couple on the bed. “Holy crap!” He quickly covered his eyes and backed away. Once outside, Xavi slapped his chest, muttering to himself, “Damn, Sebastian’s on fire lately! First, he buys a bunch of jewelry and clothes to please Caitlin, now he’s this aggressive!”