Novel & Cerita Sebastian Lair

Your prince SEBASTIAN,

Alessio ducked into the corner, horrified, as the room exploded into chaos. “Lauren, stop! You’re going to get killed!” Alessio shouted. I shoved through the side entrance, tearing through the security to reach them. I could see it in Sebastian’s eyes—dark and vacant, consumed by instinct. His hand was already on the blade sheathed to his side. God, no. Not here. Not like this. “SEBASTIAN, DON’T DO IT!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. He froze mid-draw, his knuckles white from the pressure. His jaw tightened, teeth grinding with raw restraint. His eyes burned into Lauren, who was still struggling against the men holding her back like a feral dog.

“He’s in Ohio for work and wanted to check on me. Talk about bad timing.” “Mmm,” Sebastian hummed. “One of the yummiest men you ever dated. That man always reminded me of a young Michael Ealy.” “I should have never let you watch Think Like a Man,” Laila groaned. “Yes, you absolutely should have,” Sebastian shot back. “That movie had so many fine men I almost couldn’t function.”

Sebastian snorted like a hunting dog and playfully bit Tera's jaw. Tera groaned in frustration as Sebastian's hand grabbed her jaw and brought their faces together. In the dimness of the room and the silence of their journey, Tera could see the dark silhouette of Sebastian staring at her with intense desire. With his sharp facial bone structure, he resembled a top-tier mafia from a pirate nation, willing to kidnap a young girl for his own satisfaction. Yes, Sebastian was indeed kidnapping her, forcing her to take care of his child and using her at his will in bed. He was a mafia to women!

"How dare you?" Sebastian asked coldly. He looked up at the security cameras above them. Right after that, a silver needle shot out from between his fingers. There was a cracking sound as the camera was smashed by the silver needle. "Do you have a death wish? How dare you attack Larry?" Benaiah Laird was furious when he saw that Sebastian had sent Larry flying with one punch, as if the latter was nothing more than a punching bag. Jesse Zinder stood up and grabbed a wine bottle. He stared fixedly at Sebastian.

Who? ” Sebastian “

Sebastian was imprisoned in the Valerinis' dungeon. His limbs were bound in iron chains, heavy weights hanging from the locks. When Angelina came to visit him, he immediately pushed himself up, chains screeching against the stone floor. "Save me, Angelina! I know a lot of your famiglia's secrets, including your padre's money laundering accounts and the addresses of his mistresses. "You can use them to gain control! We can join forces and start over. Then, we can have everything!"

I quipped back in the iciest manner my chords could proffer. He scoffed before his eyes migrated to Laila. “Laila,” He greeted with his accustomed devilish glint in his eyes. He deliberately took his time reviewing her from head to toe, intent on getting on my nerves. And boy! He sure did because my claws nearly burst out of my fingers, and Laila could hear me rumble. “Sebastian,” Laila bit back with narrowed eyes. “Looking drop-dead gorgeous as usual.” He licked his bottom lip, my growl became more pronounced while my fists instantly locked by the sides.