Sebastian Downfall Novels & Stories

My knees gave way. I did not decide to fall, and I felt no pain as my kneecaps struck the carpet, only a strange hollow quiet as the corridor wheeled around me and the sound of the party drained away into a distant hiss. I knelt in a hotel hallway in front of a woman in a silver gown and looked up at her face through a veil of tears that I had not known were falling. "I am Sebastian, and I am the man who destroyed you, and I would give every drop of blood in my body to take back a single hour of it," I said hoarsely.

she whispered, as if saying it could carve it into her bones. Her phone buzzed once. A message. Unmarked number. > You’ve learned to survive, Ocean. Now learn to fight. No sender. No trace. But something about it — the confidence, the tone — struck her. Whoever it was, they weren’t taunting her. They were pushing her. Testing her. And she was done being the test subject. Sebastian had been gone since dawn. His empire was fracturing, and the news headlines loved it — “THE FALL OF A TITAN.” Every channel dissected his downfall like vultures circling a still-breathing body.

It all crashed to the floor in a cacophony of breaking plastic and ceramic. "Damn him!" I screamed, kicking the leather chair until it spun and crashed into the wall. "Damn him to hell!" I braced my hands on the empty desk, breathing like a dying animal. The humiliation burned in my throat like bile. Sebastian had won. He had dismantled us. He had taken Chloe’s accusations—which were true—and twisted them into a fairytale about a humble wife wanting to work hard. He had made us look like jealous, petty villains, and the staff ate it up. The Great Sebastian Knight, protecting his modest wife from his crazy family.

Love didn't stand a chance against absolute profit. "Alright, you've got yourself a deal." Sebastian caved. Despair clouded his eyes as he said, "The ledger is in a wine barrel kept in my famiglia's cellar, but I'll only give it to you if you let me go and pay me first. You'll keep your word, right?" "Who knows?" With that, she turned and left, mockery lacing her voice. "No! You stronza!" His desperate howls rang through the dungeon. …

Lorenzo dropped to his knees with a heavy thud. “Take that woman away.” Don Moretti pointed at Sophia. “Deal with her according to family law.” Then he looked coldly at Lorenzo. “As for you, step down as underboss. Go to the countryside in Trinacria and reflect for three months. If Elena does not forgive you, don’t ever come back.” Sophia’s screams echoed through the hall as she was dragged away. Lorenzo remained kneeling, shaking, not daring to look up at me. Late at night in the dungeon.

The fallout will be biblical. The press will eat it up. The board will panic. And Sebastian Kane will finally understand what it feels like to lose everything. I smile at my reflection. Game on.

Unlucky for Hannah Sebastian is quick to hold on to her ankle and drag her to the edge of bed, picking her up and walking back into the bathroom. "Arrghhh". Hannahs screams in panick. Sebastain puts Hannah down and pins her to the wall with his legs and starts to remove Hannah silk pj top. " What are you doing". Sebastian continues to undress Hannah, ignoring her question. "Please Stop"Hannah pleads. Sebastain has almost unbuttoned her top , when Hannah starts to sob. Sebastain looks at her flustered face and realises that he has made his point.

Most of the tunnels had caved in from that one hit he had given the harpy queen. Sebastian landed on his feet and yawned in disappointment. "Aw man! So weak! To think I did not have to use my full strength. Seems kind of pathetic." He sighed, "Charles was wrong, the outside world is not any fun." A cool evening wind picked up and blows his way causing his hair to swim in waves. He looked at all the rubble around him and sighed. "What a quiet desert night." (Next: A Power Deep Within)

Sebastian lowered his head and looked at his prominently bulging self. Tera stumbled backward, "Seb, no..." Sebastian shook his head in disappointment, turned to look out the window with a sour mood. He failed in many ways, not just in persuading Tera to surrender her entire body to him but also in convincing her to prioritize him. This made him even more disappointed to the point of being unable to speak. Tera bit her lip, seeing Sebastian's gloomy expression. She looked down in disappointment, not only disappointed in Sebastian but also disappointed in herself.

Each step they took seemed heavier than the last, burdened by the weight of their impending plea for mercy. But Sebastian only sneered in his heart. He had no regrets about ruining their corporation at all. In truth, he was just getting started! "It's quite a long way up, isn't it?" he mused to himself, a sardonic smile playing on his lips. "Just like their fall from grace." The tension in the room was detectable as the Allens stood before him, their fate hanging by a thread while Sebastian reveled in the power he held over them, relishing in their distress. He watched their expressions closely, enjoying the discomfort evident on their faces.