Novel & Cerita Lucas Sebastian Iii

Damian asked, worry etched on her face. "I have to do this," Ava replied. "I can't let them think they can control us. I won't be a puppet in their game." Caleb POV Working at the club owned by the Sebastian Brothers was not what I had expected. My ultimate goal was to get close to them, especially Ava, and seek revenge for what they had done to me in the past. But things hadn't gone as planned. They had managed to win me over with their power and loyalty, and I found myself actually caring about them.

Definitely. I slipped into my car, tossing my bag onto the passenger seat before heading toward Lilian’s office. As I drove through the city’s chaotic streets, my mind raced through everything I’d pieced together so far. Every lead, every dead end, all pointing to Luca Delvecchio. I needed a way into his world, and tonight was the first step. By the time I pulled up outside Lilian’s office, the sun was already setting, painting the city in gold and pink hues. She climbed into the passenger seat, tossing her bag in the back.

he gave her a glare and continued, “You’re leaving with the triplets.” “Please, that could wait,” she made a gesture of shooing with her hand, “I asked a helper to organize my things already.” Sebastian grumpily walks over her and pulls her up, “No,” he grumbles. He bowed his head a little to meet her eyes because he was a couple of inches taller than the already tall Luciana, “You’re going,” he says with finality. “Well I don’t want to,” she complained like a child. “The Council asks for you,” he reprimands. For a second, I thought they switched their ages. I was just reminded that Luciana was supposed to be the eldest and Sebastian was their youngest.

I demanded. Dominic stepped closer, his eyes darkened dangerously. "Because your son is still in the hospital. He has acute lymphoblastic leukemia and needs a bone marrow transplant. I'm more than willing to help him if you let Selena go." He stated. "Do we have a deal, brother?"

“Take care of everything. I will wait for you at the office.” Lance nodded briefly. “Fine.” Ace went back to his steps again. His eyes drifted to Lucas, who was hurriedly answering a phone call. His brows furrowed, curious about his rival. As if for some unknown reason, he sensed that Sebastian and Sierra’s leaving had something to do with that man. If Lucas really had nothing to do with it, there was no way Sebastian would have sold his small company to him. Sneaking along, his wide steps were quiet as he spotted Lucas heading down the hallway. He kept his distance, close enough to hear, far enough not to be noticed.

And there were now over a dozen indentations on the ground before them, each three inches deep! Lucas' expression turned to one of great astonishment as he gazed at Sebastian in disbelief. At this moment, his right fist was already shattered, and there was blood dripping from it, falling onto the grass one drop at a time. He had actually lost with a single punch! Lucas was horrified as he stared blankly at Sebastian. "What kind of strength do you possess?" Facing Lucas' question, Sebastian replied coldly, "My strength is enough to deal with you." "How arrogant!" Lucas roared, his energy surging as he tore apart his shirt with a single rip, revealing his powerful physique beneath.

He threw himself into his leather chair and stared at the door she had just walked through. “He touched you,” Lucian whispered, his voice dangerously low. “He’s your brother, Lucian,” Jade replied, her voice shaky. “He was just” “He was hunting,” Lucian snapped, finally meeting her eyes. His obsidian gaze was wild, stripped of its usual corporate coldness. “Sebastian doesn’t ‘acquaint’ himself with people, Jade. He dissects them. He saw something in you. He saw the way you

“Who?” Lucas took a sip of his soda. “Sebastian Sinclair.” Elsa frowned. “How do you figure?” Lucas shrugged. “I keep seeing him around Asher. They’ve been hanging out a lot lately.” My stomach dropped. Houston sat up straight. “Wait. Sebastian Sinclair?” “Yes.” “The model?” Lucas nodded. Houston blinked and then he groaned. “I’ve lost before I’ve even started. How do I compete with that? Seriously.” He flopped back on the couch dramatically.

“I tell you, “Sebastian stated strongly from his position in the carriage seat across from Cole. “As much as I can vouch and say you are an excellent horseman in riding, am afraid I can't say the same when faced with the skill of handling a pistol. Don't get me wrong, Sebastian said, his voice sounding assertive as he put up his hands in weak surrender. “As much as I know you can handle your pistol, as well as any average man, I am quite certain you are no match for Lucas.” Sebastian's eyes found Cole's across the carriage, his clear blue eyes glistening with deep meaning. After a moment he said, “He was the one that issued the challenge, wasn't he?” Sebastian asked with a worried gaze. Col