Hellbound Heart

Sebastian had moved so stealthily that she had not heard him approaching her at all! He had gone ahead and scooped her up, then turned around and carried her towards the massive bed on the other side of the room and then dropped her, but with his arms still behind her.

He was not gentle. She could feel what seemed like anger seeping out copiously from his skin. He had not bothered to keep it contained anymore. And when she lifted her gaze and their eyes met… she saw a veritable storm dancing wildly within his metallic grey orbs. It was as if she could almost see tiny sparks of lightning striking within those grey depths.

He lowered his face closer to hers as he pinned her back into the bed. "You really do find joy in driving me crazy, don't you?" he hissed right into her ears. His eyes narrowed. At that moment, he did not even bother masking his emotions anymore. He was… way past livid right now.

"F*ck…" he half bit on his lower lip but to Elle, he looked like he only did that to stop whatever it was that was about to leave his mouth. Then a sardonic smirk flashed across his face for a moment before his expression turned serious again. "Fine. I'm leaving. So, you stay here and sleep in our f*cking bed. I'm not that ungentlemanly to let my own wife sleep on the couch." He pulled away roughly as soon as those words left his mouth. She had no time to process that before he was no longer hovering over her.

Elle's eyes blinked and widened after a few seconds when she realized that she was no longer held down. She immediately propped herself up before looking at him with shock when she noticed that he was already dressed. However, he had not changed into his pajamas, but into a casual attire – a pair of black pants and white long-sleeved shirt. Though simple and basic, with his tall figure, broad shoulders and lean waist, the effect was too good. A sudden rush of desire for him surged within her but she quickly tamped it down by biting down hard on her inner cheeks. The pain managed to push the lust back. However, she was brought back to the present happenings, seeing Sebastian heading towards the door.

"W-where are you going?" she asked almost frantically as his hand had already reached out for the doorknob. She did not know why she was suddenly so desperate for him not to leave their room.

He looked over his shoulder while pulling the door open. His expression was again, unfathomable. "I'll be heading over to Keria earlier than planned. You can stay back." Was all he said, before shutting the door closed behind him with a slightly loud bang, not even giving her any chance to respond to him.

When Sebastian reached the garage, his mood was so dark and heavy that the guards stationed there were too intimidated to approach him. Only Lucas stepped up and opened the car's door for him before he reached it.

"Where to, Your Highness?" Lucas asked. The ginger-head was wondering who had made Sebastian's mood drop to such new depths that he had never seen before. Well, he wanted to really know because anyone who could elicit this kind of reaction from this man was worth investigating! Must be an interesting person indeed.

"Keria." Sebastian snapped impatiently.

"Okay… wait, what? N-now?!" Lucas had not expected this.

"Yes." Sebastian climbed into the driver's seat, causing Lucas to blink in confusion for a moment before he rushed towards the passenger seat. But when he opened it, Sebastian stopped him. "You will stay behind and guard my wife, Lucas. I'm leaving her safety to you." He commanded and the moment the door slammed shut, his car immediately accelerated and screeched out of the garage.

Soon, he was speeding up the highway. He had wound down his window, allowing the chilly wind to blow on him, tussling his dark hair and messing it up. But his mood did not get any better.

He could not believe all the things that she had said. Did he not make their first night together one hell of an experience for her? He was quite sure that she had been so saturated with pleasure that she could not even think straight. Even when they had reached their peaks together, he had remembered to take note of how she was glowing from the pleasure of their joining.

So, what the hell was wrong with her now? Why was it that she seemed to be hellbent on never wanting to have sex with him again? How could she not want him, crave for him after tasting the immensity of the sensual pleasure he could bring her?

His jaws tightened as he barely stopped himself from punching his fist into the wheel. Then a sudden thought came to him that made his expression soften a little. 'Could it be that… could it be that he had been too rough on her…?? No… there's no way…'

The moment that thought crossed his mind, he immediately threw that thought away in the next second, causing his face to harden again. He had made sure she had experienced a pleasure she has never known. He had seen it with his own eyes how she had reacted to his skillful maneuvering. He had felt and remembered how much her body had loved his touches, his kisses on her skin, his stimulating words, his rock-hard d*ck. Hell, last night, he was certain she was as crazy for him as he was for her! Yet now it seemed that he was the only one who was dying to be inside her again. What the hell was the problem?!! He could not seem to figure it out.

As he was alone in the car, he allowed himself to groan out loud. He could not believe what was going on with him. He could not believe he was feeling and acting like this, just over a woman! This is so unlike him! He could not believe that he was running away like this because he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself around her. He could not believe that all it took was just one taste of her sweetness, was enough to make him lust for her to such an extent that he had never known before.