LOGIN[Warning: Trauma content.]“Why won’t you tell me what’s worrying you? Am I really not someone you can trust?” Sebastian asked, his voice unusually soft.The gentleness startled Rosie.Words like that should never have sounded so strange coming from him, yet they did.There was a tenderness in his tone that she had never heard before, and somehow that frightened her more than his anger ever could.The warmth radiating from his body seeped into her cold, fragile frame.It was comforting.Far too comforting.And that terrified her.Because a small part of her feared she might become addicted to it.“S–Sebastian, let go of me first...” she whispered, struggling weakly against his arms.“I don't want to.”His answer came without hesitation.“I know you'll run away again the moment I let go.”The warmth in his voice only made her more uneasy.Rosie had spent so many years being treated harshly that kindness felt unfamiliar.Suspicious.Dangerous.When a man treated her gently, she instinct
An hour later, the front door finally opened.Rosie looked up and saw Sebastian dragging his suit jacket behind him while tossing his briefcase carelessly across the room. He looked tipsy, with two buttons of his shirt undone and dark stains of wine and beer splashed across the fabric.“Ah—”Rosie rose from the sofa and hurried over. She picked up the briefcase and suit jacket that Sebastian had thrown aside.Sebastian watched her quietly.He was not drunk enough to lose control of himself, but he still had to suppress the urge to pull her into his arms and kiss her.Rosie stopped in front of him, took hold of his wrist, and guided him towards the sofa.“Honestly, you’ve come home half-drunk. What would have happened if you'd fallen asleep while driving? You should have called me so I could come and collect you. Besides, you ought to drink responsibly when it isn't the weekend. You still have work tomorrow morning.”Rosie began chiding him out of genuine concern.After settling the ov
Sebastian got no answers from Desiree, much to his frustration. He wanted to smash something else to vent his anger, but he knew it would not solve anything.In fact, no matter how many things he destroyed in the office, he did not think it would be enough. There was a constant itch in his chest.He was desperate to learn the truth as quickly as possible, even if it meant hurting a few people along the way.“But Desiree is off-limits. She’s surprisingly stubborn when it comes to keeping a secret,” Sebastian muttered. “Should I… force Rosie to tell me the truth instead?”He immediately shook his head.“No, I can’t do that. I don’t want to see her cry.”“Then what am I supposed to do? Pretend to be some perfect gentleman in front of her? I’ve never done that before, damn it!”Sebastian spent the evening in his office battling his own demons.Deep down, he already knew the answer. If he wanted Rosie to open up to him, he would have to treat her with genuine care. He would have to be gent
Sebastian arrived at the office around six o’clock, when dusk had already settled outside and Desiree was preparing to leave for the day.She was surprised when the VIP lift opened and revealed the tall figure standing inside.“Oh, Mr Edward Sterling. I thought you weren’t coming into the office today.”Sebastian stepped out of the lift and walked past her.“Follow me to my office, Desiree. There’s something I want to ask you.”Desiree quickly ran through the day’s work in her mind. Every report had been completed properly, so whatever this was, it could not be related to business.She followed her boss into his office and stood near the door while he sat down on the sofa.He looked troubled.Desiree waited patiently for him to speak.One minute passed.Then another.The silence dragged on until she finally gave up waiting.“Sir, if you don’t have anything to ask, I’ll head home. Please excuse me—”“I do have something to ask,” Sebastian interrupted. “I’m just not sure how to ask about
Rosie stood beside her car outside the school gates, waiting for Izzie to emerge from the main building.Her gaze drifted across the impressive campus.She knew exactly who was responsible for it.The school had been built on land owned by the Sterling family. Charles's grandfather had commissioned the original buildings, and Charles himself had funded countless additions and improvements over the years.In many ways, the school belonged to him.The thought made her stomach tighten.I don't want Izzie staying here forever, Rosie thought. Charles has too much influence here.Perhaps she should ask Sebastian for help.A different school might be less prestigious, but that hardly mattered if it meant Izzie could grow up somewhere safer.Her mind wandered to Zack and Mia.According to Izzie, the two children had continued targeting her because their mothers, Hilda and Maya, were involved with Charles.Izzie never allowed herself to be pushed around. She fought back every time, which only s
Rosie arrived at the office an hour later.The building was already busy with employees coming and going, but one thing immediately caught her attention.Sebastian’s car wasn’t parked in its usual VIP space.He must be out in a meeting, she thought.Taking the private lift upstairs, she stepped out onto the executive floor and was immediately spotted by Desiree, who was sitting behind her desk, typing furiously at what looked like an endless report.“Morning, Desiree,” Rosie greeted softly.Desiree glanced up.Her eyes widened.“Girl, what happened to you?”She shot out of her chair and hurried over.Before Rosie could react, Desiree had already taken hold of her arm and guided her towards the sofa.“Sit down.”“Desiree, I'm fine—”“No, you’re not. You look pale as a ghost.”Rosie froze.She'd wiped away the sweat before arriving, but apparently she hadn't done a very convincing job of hiding how shaken she still felt.“I-I’m alright,” Rosie insisted weakly. “I just skipped breakfast
As for Rosie, she felt at ease because she noticed Sebastian was not in a bad mood today. He was still grumpy, yet it was another characteristic of his personality.Furthermore, there was no trace of hostility in his behavior either. Rosie was sure that she would not be able to predict his wild moo
Charles went back to his room. He picked up his wine and sat on the bed as he browsed through movies that might entertain him with the help of his remote control. This was the tranquility he wanted right now.She was the ugliest thing to look at, yet he fucked her for four years because of his incr
"Ahhh!" Miranda recoiled from a sudden sharp pain in her arm. Charles caught her by the arm and dragged her outside the room."Ah! Charles! Charles! Where are you taking me?!" Miranda tried to pull away, but her struggling proved ineffective against Charles’s powerful grip. She became nothing but a
Regina went silent again.Because deep down, she acknowledged her own negligence toward Sebastian.Back then, Robert Sterling's cheating had worsened tremendously during his later years. Instead of dealing with her family properly, Regina drowned herself in parties, luxury, and expensive distractio







