Novel & Cerita Sebastian Lair

Sebastian and I finally arrived in front of the Malacañang Palace, I looked at my watch, and it says 4:45 in the afternoon – fifteen minutes before the event starts. I quickly jumped off the motorbike and took the helmet off from my head. Sebastian followed and slowly removed his headgear; his black medium-length hair almost touched his eyes. His hairstyle is nearly similar to Leonardo Dicaprio's, a combination of man bun and slicked-back hair, but his hair is much thicker than Leonardo's.

*Sebastian* Sebastian was parking his car in the cinemas parking garage, they had agreed it was best he kept a low profile today, so he was kind of slipping into the premiere unnoticed. He was nervous, as fucking nervous as he had never been before in his live, he had to put on a performance worthy of an oscar to do this.

Sebastian teased. Molly sighed, her mood turning melancholic. “I wish Mom could come back and nag me too… But how could she? Sigh…” Sebastian didn’t respond to that. He just thought to himself, *Mom will be back soon, and we’ll all be together again. Just wait a little longer.* After a quick chat with Grandma, Sebastian went to his study to continue investigating those around Caitlin. He needed to root out any potential spies. With his exceptional skills in computers, Sebastian easily hacked into people’s devices and systems. After some investigation, he found a clue!

The door creaked, just enough to let the dim hallway light bleed into Sebastian’s chamber. Laura froze in the doorway, her fingers curling around the frame. The sound hit her first — ragged, uneven, the kind of breath that clawed up a man’s throat like it was dragging him down instead of keeping him alive. Her eyes narrowed. Sebastian sat hunched on the edge of the bed, chest heaving, one hand clutching at himself as though he could stop whatever war was happening inside. His hair clung damp against his temples, his eyes wild, unfocused. Vulnerable.

Sebastian had them installed years ago, back when the building was still under one of the companies he controlled. He had eyes everywhere. On the screen, he saw them. Ariella. Lucien. Damian. Adrian. Elise. Gathered. Confused. Angry. Afraid. He leaned back, studying each face. Ariella first. She looked stronger than he had expected. Harder. Whatever softness she used to carry had sharpened into something that could cut. Her grandfather would have been proud, Sebastian supposed. Or terrified. Lucien stood near her, half a step behind like a shadow that refused to be shaken. Sebastian had underestimated him once. Only once. That mistake had cost him a small facility and several trained men. He

NEW YORK ~SEBASTIAN~ After closing the door behind me, I sat down on the chair next to them and took off their mouth cloths. The basement was soundproofed, and no matter how loud they screamed, I didn’t care because no one would hear a sound. “Who are you? What do you want?” Sarah Lopez asked, her voice hoarse from all the screaming and crying that she did. “I am Sebastian Frost. Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. I don’t have a problem with you. Zac Blanchard is. I am not sure if you know him or not,” I answered.

"Who is Sebastian's dad? I don't think he's just an ordinary fortune teller!" Erick sighed, he got up from his seat and walked towards the window that displayed the dark knight. The trees in their yard don't really make their house look like a forest. "We are human, son, there are several creations from other creators. One of them is Sebastian, he is not human. But, he is a race of sirens. He is a clan. the oldest siren and the one who saved dad the most. It's up to you to believe it or not, dad never forbid you to do that! But one thing is for sure if you want to help that girl find her memories. You can't want anything from Sebastian if you want him to help you"

The hunger was defeated by the tightness that appeared again. I stood up and stepped to the small sink in the corner of the room. I washed my face with cold tap water. The water didn't help me feel better, but at least it washed away the panic that had been left on my cheeks earlier. I stared at my reflection in the cracked mirror. My face looked pale and tired, but my eyes no longer looked like someone who was hiding. I stared at myself. I am Sebastian Allen. That is my name now. I must turn off the memory of Jose Watson. Jose is left behind, locked in the house I have already left.

“Didn’t you get the email I sent?” I had, but like I said, the sooner I found something else, the better. I turned to face him calmly and looked him up and down. He was dressed casually, no tie or suit. “Don’t you have work?” “Rocc Corp will run without me.” "Career change, then? From businessman to criminal? I heard you on the phone with Zech Leon. Who exactly are you trying to put in a coma for a year?" Sebastian looked slightly surprised, but his face quickly turned serious as he stared at me. “If being a criminal means I can be with you and Sevi, then so be it.”

Sebastian said lightly, “what happened here will look like your counterstrike alone. My men were never here.” “And you?” Dominic asked. Sebastian’s smile returned, thin and sharp. “I was never dead.” He said softly. “I was waiting.” He then turned and nodded to the woman who saved Enzo and whispered something to her. “This is my daughter, Celestina.” He introduced proudly. “Former Navy SEAL, top of her class and had been through wars like this more than our fingers can count. She’ll take care of your wife wherever she goes.” Then he stepped back into the shadows.