Romans & histoires Sebastian Rulli Novelas

He washed us both as he kept eye contact. "We are still figuring shit out but Lisa is on the run. She is freaking out and fled",I roll my eyes I can't stand that cunt. "She should be dead for her bullshit ",I mutter rinsing the bodywash off. "Roman should be dead as well,Sebastian says gruffly, he is as dirty as they come",I nod. He finishes and pulls us both out to dry. "What are we going to do about your girlfriend?",he glares at me.

He shouldn't do that when L is in control. '' Well, I'm perfectly fine, dear, thank you very much for the false concern that touches me. L says, with his usual sarcasm and a chuckle. Sebastião gives L a strange look and raises one of his eyebrows. “You look very different, Lorenzo. “Oh, I know, I feel a lot different after you sent that bitch Larissa to kill me, but unfortunately it wasn't your lucky day. Are you hungry? Sebastião not only widens his eyes, but also swallows hard.

The next morning after the gala, the world was already buzzing. Roxanne was scrolling through her phone with a pounding heart, as article after article flashed across her phone screen. “Mrs.Sebastien’s Mysterious Past -Who Really is Roxanne Renwick?” “Ciel Sebastien’s Wife Exposed? The Night She Does not Want Anyone To Know About!” “A Billionaire’s Bride……or Just another Gold-Digger?” Her palms became sweaty as she held her phone. Her breathed hitched at the words across the page when she opened one of the articles.

After that, Rachel drove the red Lamborghini Sebastian Brenand had bought for her back to the villa where they lived together. When Rachel walked into the house, Sebastian was talking to his business partner on the phone. Sebastian wore a wrinkle-free, light-blue shirt with black tuxedo pants. At one glance, he looked like a business elite. When Sebastian was serious, he looked like a completely different person. Seeing that Rachel wasn’t in a good mood, Sebastian immediately hung up the phone. He then quickly stepped forward. “What’s the matter?” he asked. Rachel immediately told Sebastian everything that had happened.

I bit my lower lip because my heart was aching so badly. Sebastian’s work has been no problem to me at all. I know that he has a lot of female leads, he kissed numerous women because of his job, even though he admitted to me back then that he does not want to. He usually likes thriller or mystery stories but he always ends up in romance tropes because he is popular in those kinds of movies and episodes. “And cut! Good scene, I hope you really agreed with the bed scene and did not leave it open-ended like that, Sebastian,” The director raised his tone.

Sebastian closed his eyes as the cold night breeze wafted his glorious visage, the strands of his midnight black hair somehow glittered in the light of the moon. I did not allow my mesmerization by his beauty to escape my lips. God… he would’ve been so attractive— if only he didn’t kill people. His eyes shifted to mine, and I immediately pulled them away and cleared my throat. “Should we get to it?” He smirks, too excited to play this little game of his. “Let’s go play cat and mouse with Alberto Ruiz.” ________

Every chapter became more meaningful because of you. Saying goodbye is never easy, but every ending also marks the beginning of a new journey. And before I go, I know many of you have been asking about Sebastian’s story ever since he appeared in this book. Well, Sebastian’s story is finally out and live on my profile! FORBIDDEN BY HER MAFIA STEPBROTHER This time, you’ll step into the world of Sebastian Cain Hierro—a ruthless cartel king who believes love is a weakness, and Viola Crawford, an unwanted girl trapped inside a family that has never truly wanted her.

“Sebastian. He’s in Novella.” Marcus’s face twisted, his hand slamming the tumbler onto the throne’s armrest, whiskey sloshing over his fingers. “Sebastian?” he roared, his voice echoing, his eyes blazing with shock and rage. “What is he doing in Novella? Why now, of all times?”

“Even the best criminals are not that scandalous. I mean, the only time I ever see that happen is with Gillian Flynn.” Sebastian cocks his brows, totally lost off space by what his wife is saying. “Gillian Flynn. Author of Gone Girl?” Sebastian cannot help but scoff in half laughter. He knows his wife read books in her leisure but comparing his theory with a fictional work is almost a complete joke and he knows better than to pay any attention anymore.