Sebastian Heart Events Novels & Stories

"Nice pick, Dr. Clayton." "Please call me Noah." "Being a popular cardiologist at the age of 28.. pretty impressive. What makes you want to be a cardiologist?" I put down my wine glass and put my attention fully to him. "I lost my little sister to heart complications 20 years ago so that made me want to save people who have heart problems." He swirled his wine glass. "I bet she's happy to have a great brother like you. You're saving people now." "How about you? You have a passion for cars." He put down his wine glass and turned to me.

We are both completely out of breath, our skin chilled with sweat. ”You were there? Did you see it? Did you hear it too?” I ask, turning to look at my mate with wide, shocked eyes. ”I was there. I heard everything” Sebastian breathes, rubbing his face with both hands as he tries to process it. ”What is it with the heart again? 'Trust your heart.'” ”And claiming things… like, what the heck does that mean?” I groan, falling flat on my back against the pillows. ”I don’t know, babe. Can we analyze this more in the morning? I’m completely beat” Sebastian sighs.

“It’s still a little too early to say definitively. But the heartbeat is strong and everything looks perfectly healthy.” Sebastian nodded once, but he didn't look up from the scan. And to my utmost shock, a quiet tear slipped down his cheek, landing directly on his dark coat, followed quickly by another. The sight of a weeping Sebastian scared the hell out of me. I had never seen him shed a tear. Not when his grandmother died. Not during the worst corporate betrayal. Never. He was always an immovable wall. Seeing him break now was terrifying. Sarah looked from Sebastian to me, then back again.

"After all, Morgan is a kind man." "There's no innocent people in my eyes. For your mother, everything is worth it." Dr Sebastian faces his daughter and smiles. "Didn't he have a terminally sick brother? I'll use his brother to trick him to marry you. If he agrees, I'll make him sign some documents. I'm sure, the moment he is overwhelmed with happiness from the idea of marrying you which is impossible to happen, he will fail to notice that one of the papers is the purchase contract, stating that he is selling his heart to us for the treatment of his brother."

The line went dead immediately , i stared at my phone for a second then sighed and reached for the remote. The TV flickered on and instantly—Chaos. “…breaking news this morning as shocking footage surfaces—” I blinked, trying to focus. The headline flashed across the screen. SCANDAL: BUSINESS HEIR SEBASTIAN EXPOSED My heart skipped. “What…?” I sat up straighter. Clips started playing of me and Valentina at the gala, the slap and her loud and clear confession. My stomach dropped. “Oh my God…” Then another clip of Sebastian being beaten up by me with masks and I could hear the sickening crack of his bones.

" She stood and walked toward me before pressing a finger against my chest, right above my heart. "We're strict with you because we need you healthy. If you get careless for even a second and something happens to this heart, how are you going to answer Nathaniel? How are you going to answer to the family?" The same words. Always the same words. I'd heard them tens of thousands of times over the past decade. Ten years ago, on the day I was finally brought back to the Salazars, Nathaniel Salazar—the adopted son they had raised for eighteen years in my place—suddenly died from heart failure.

—Hello Crying she says: - Samuel —What happened to him? —He is in the hospital Eva. He was stabbed when he was walking home after playing basketball. —We have to go see him now. We have to go see him now. —No one can visit him, the police said. —It can't be my God. —He's in a coma Eva, they say they don't know if he's going to come out of there. Whatever they stabbed him with it, punctured an organ. He just said this and I started to cry uncontrollably and I told her:

It tugged at his heart painfully, making it unavoidable as his chest palpitates in fervent malady. "Why not?" Sebastian queries as he takes a step closer to River. "Because I don't want to!" River snaps, and Sebastian grimaces as their gazes dig into each other. "Just tell me the truth, River, for god-sakes." Sebastian pleads, and River's eyes glisten. "Tell me you don't have feelings for me, and I'll leave you alone." Sebastian offers, feeling his heart being pulled out of his chest. "I give you my word." Sebastian assures painfully and River's gaze drifts away from his. Fighting his mind, and fighting the words that were at the very tip of his tongue.

My heart races, and before I can say anything, a loud bang echoes through the cabin. I close my eyes, bracing for the pain, but nothing comes. Confused, I slowly open them and turn to see Sebastian on the floor, a red spot growing larger with each passing second. My heart drops as I realize what just happened. “Sebastian!” I scream, rushing to him, taking him in my hands. “This can’t be how things end! Sebastian, please, please don’t leave me!” “Sebastian!” I scream again, shaking him, trying to wake him up. “Please, please, don’t die on me!”

Fast, rhythmic, strong. The heartbeat. Sebastian jerks like he’s been hit. His hand flies to his mouth, eyes wide. “That’s…” He swallows hard. “That’s the heartbeat?” The doctor nods again. “Healthy and strong.” Sebastian sags against the chair like the weight of the universe just knocked him over. He drags a hand down his face, then drops it, reaching out. Before I even realize what he’s doing, his hand settles gently over my stomach. It’s the softest touch. Barely there.