Sebastian Michaelis Personality Novels & Stories

Jayda had the most horrible look on her face when she took the first shot but she got comfortable with the taste by the time she took her third shot. ...................... After a very long day at work, having one meeting to the other and reviewing contracts with his lawyer, Sebastian Miller walked into Club 232. The most popular and expensive club in Miami. Everyone who works in the club knew him as a regular VIP customer. He showed up on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Fridays to have some drinks and find a girl to fuck. Sebastian is cold, ruthless and heartless. He has absolutely no respect for anyone, especially the female figure. He doesn’t believe in love and neither does he believe in anyth

King Marcus suddenly said as I served his drink, and I paused. "Yes, she is," Sebastian replied to him, and he scoffed. "Isn't this pathetic? Sadly, this fate had to befall her. Amelie, right?" Marcus called me, and I raised my gaze to look at him in resentment. "What do you feel about your current situation? What do you feel about King Sebastian?" He asked me, and a smirk laced up my lips as I glanced at Seb who was probably waiting to hear what I was going to say.

Something inside me had reacted before my mind could properly process the situation, and no matter how hard I tried, I simply could not explain that strange impulse. Sebastian suddenly let out a dark chuckle, “Do you really believe that I am such a terrible person?” Without missing a single beat, I l answered, “Of course I believe you are incredibly difficult. You spend most of your days looking permanently annoyed with everybody around you.” Sebastian’s amused smile widened just a little before he calmly replied, “If I truly were such a terrible person, then that would only mean you apparently enjoy spending your time with bad people. You like me, don’t you?”

"Not while this is who you are. So let me go. My *date* is probably looking for me." The last word hit exactly where I meant it to. Sebastian's eyes went dark silver at the edges. "Your date," he repeated softly. "Michael seems very nice —" "Michael," Sebastian said, with the specific quietness of someone holding something back with significant effort, "is going to be castrated and banished from this kingdom." I stopped.

he said with a casual shrug and a slight smirk. I found myself growing more curious. He seemed nothing like Sebastian—at least on the surface. Where Sebastian was cold, distant, and often overbearing, Lucas was open, expressive, and effortlessly charming. As I took another sip of my coffee, Lucas suddenly asked, "What's your relationship with Sebastian?"

“Hurry up and move along already. I got an appointment I got to keep.” “Of course, Mr. Whitmore. We’ll keep everything on schedule.” “Good.” Sebastian was opening up his laptop and started up his chat line. Sebastian is a man with power. He is splendid in every aspects. He is smart and talented. He is also the youngest man ever to succeed in such a successful business. Sebastian is five feet and eleven inches tall. He weighs two hundred and twenty-five pounds. He is well built. Not a single part of his body is fat, but muscles. He is very masculine, that shapes his hardcore body.

The question wasn't hard for Sebastian to answer. Mike facepalmed, he knew Sebastian wasn't the type you would call a good person, but he had still tried to reason with him on the issue, Mike knew exactly the kind of person Sebastian was, he was a person with a horrible temper, and when enraged, he'd tend to do unthinkable things, but he believed in him that he wouldn't do anything without a valid reason, he wouldn't just harm innocent people without a valid reason, that knowledge had been the reason Mike had stuck with Sebastian till this day. "But she will never be happy with you if you keep her forcefully with you, like it or not she will long for another while still with you." Mike said.

Micah was a prominent figure in Sunway, and whatever Sebastian was planning, it would be useless. Although they had only exchanged a few words, Sebastian already had a terrible impression of Melissa. Not only was she arrogant, but she was also extremely conceited and materialistic. Sebastian smiled slightly and said, "Compared to Micah, you're really not the kind of person who can carry themselves well at classy events." "Who are you talking about?" Melissa swept a cold gaze over Sebastian. How could a loser like him say that she couldn't carry herself well? Did he even know what it meant to be elegant and classy?

Luc was still leaning against the glass railing, “Trust me,” he chuckled. “If there’s anyone allergic to small talk, it’s Sebastian. The man can sit through a three-hour board meeting without saying a word, then walk out with everyone agreeing with him. And now he suddenly wants to… socialize.”

He asked in confusion. “ My bad then,” he cleared his throat. “ Let me reintroduce myself then,” he said stretching out his hand to me. Didn't they say he didn't like getting touched or touching people? Whispers and mutters flew through the air, everyone was watching in anticipation even I who he was talking to was yet to understand a thing of what was going on. “ I'm Sebastian Corleone, CEO of MooBi entertainment. It's nice to finally meet you again,” what was with the emphasis on ‘ finally ’ and ‘ again ’. I didn't even know who he was talk more of meeting him again.