Sebastian X Ciel Lemon 소설 & 이야기

Damian asked, worry etched on her face. "I have to do this," Ava replied. "I can't let them think they can control us. I won't be a puppet in their game." Caleb POV Working at the club owned by the Sebastian Brothers was not what I had expected. My ultimate goal was to get close to them, especially Ava, and seek revenge for what they had done to me in the past. But things hadn't gone as planned. They had managed to win me over with their power and loyalty, and I found myself actually caring about them.

He wanted to dominate her till she stopped being so stubborn when she was with him. “If I wanted to be a disgusting pig, I would’ve tried something on you last night when you had let your hand wander to my cock when you were so snuggled on my chest.” Sebastian retorted. It was a lie but he didn’t care as he got the reaction he wanted from Elena. She had turned crimson red in embarrassment. Sebastian chuckled. “I’m kidding Elena. I’ll go get you some fruits.” Sebastian said leaving. Elena sat on the bed glaring at him. Only when the door had been shut did she release her breath.

, he said. "That's difficult, my natural reaction to sitting on man's leg would be to punch him", Rebecca mumbled. "Okay, I'm gonna ask you guys some few questions". "Ready.... go". "So, When did you realize you were in love with her?". Sebastian looked lost for a second, then he snapped out of it. "We're soulmates, we just knew it when we first met". Veronica laughed out loudly. Stephanie graoned loudly. "Bitch if you're going to be here keep it down".

“What do you want, Lucien?” “Nothing yet,” he says smoothly. “Just observation. For now.” His eyes flicker between us, subtle amusement hidden under the predator’s precision. The minor thrill of rivalry, of exes returning, of power games begins again. And I know this is far from over. But for now, Sebastian and I remain tethered, aware, alive, and just close enough that the bond hums with quiet promise.

he said. I wanted to slap him. I wanted to scream. But I didn’t. Because I heard something through the glass wall. Leo. He was coughing, a soft, weak sound. I turned quickly and saw his small body shifting in bed. The tubes in his arms. The wires on his chest. His lips were dried and pale. My heart broke again. I looked back at Sebastian. His face was stone with no emotion. He put a silver pen on the table beside me. “You have five minutes,” he said and then he walked away.

"I tricked you! I'm not that dumb. Of course I know it's not ripe. I just wanted to tease you. You really ate it?" Liam didn't blink. He pulled the giggling troublemaker into his arms, held her wrist, and before she reacted, he leaned down and kissed her—pushing the bit of bitter skin into her mouth. Cecilia's expression collapsed instantly. The bitterness was worse than burnt coffee. She tried to spit it out, but he didn't let her escape, closing off every retreat. A few steps away, Robin covered his face. This… He had absolutely no words. Cecilia shoved Liam away, spat out the awful taste, and glared.

He was right in front of her now. Her back against the cool stainless steel. “I wasn’t expecting you,” he said, voice like thunder before a storm. She leaned in closer, her voice barely a whisper. “Shame. I’m very good company.” Then she raised the can, tipped it slightly — a soft spritz of cream landed on her index finger. And she sucked it clean. Sebastian flinched. Just slightly. But his hand slammed onto the fridge door above her head. “Are you trying to kill me?” he murmured.

Sebastian stumbled into the produce section, caught himself on a display of oranges, and turned around with a look of mock offense. "You're violent." "You're dramatic." "I'm the Reaper." "You're a menace." Sebastian's eyes lit up. Damian knew that look. It was the same look Sebastian got before a game-winning goal, before a bar fight, before doing something spectacularly stupid. "What?" Damian asked. "Nothing." "Sebastian." "Nothing." Sebastian reached into the cart and pulled out a zucchini. Long. Green. Curved slightly at the end. He held it up, examined it with exaggerated seriousness, then tucked it into the front of his pants.

HAILEE. I woke up to the familiar scent of Sebastian lingering around me, but when I opened my eyes, I realized he wasn't here. The scent of Sebastian was a complex and captivating aroma that penetrated the air and lingered in the room long after he had left. It was a potent blend of musk and cedarwood, intertwined with the subtle notes of fresh pine and earthy undertones that seemed to evoke a sense of wildness and danger. The scent was powerful, yet alluring, drawing me in like a moth to a flame, tempting me with its primal essence. As I breathed in his scent, I felt a surge of desire that sent shivers down my spine, leaving me longing for more of this intoxicating fragrance. It was as if

Lexi exclaimed. "Shut it, Lexi. Don't be so dramatic," I scoffed, trying to regain my composure. "Come on in," Sebastian invited with a mischievous smile, and I was screaming internally as his intoxicating scent enveloped me. Lexi was already intoxicated by it, and I was eager to be closer to him as I stepped into his room. ____