Athena
He slowly closed the door, surprisingly not with a loud slam like all the other times. Something about him felt strange, at first, I could not identify it but when the smell of strong liquor hit my nose I finally realised why his movements were slightly unsteady.
He was drunk.
Alcohol and cigars were a part of his daily life, it was no surprise for me to smell alcohol from him, however, today he looked a bit too consumed by the effects of the liquor.
His movements were barely collected.
Deep down I was expecting the worst. Sebastian's arrival has never brought any good news for me. From the very first day, he stepped into my life, everything has been a living nightmare for me, that I wanted to escape so badly but failed every time.
Perhaps, if someone else had brought me from the auction, things could have been even worse than this but, at the very least, I wouldn't have to live with the fact that it was my own mate who left no levels to stoop in order to hurt me, put me through hell.
He turned around once he locked the door and our eyes finally locked. His eyes were not cold, and there were no signs of rage on his expression.
After our conversation in the morning, it was completely unexpected on Sebastian's behalf to act normal or go easy on me but the lack of rage and coldness that I usually sensed from him, raised questions inside of my mind, in fact, a lot of questions.
I was perplexed and most importantly speechless.
He silently observed me. It was just a simple gaze that did not make me feel uncomfortable, unlike his hatred-filled stares.
And then he began walking closer to me.
My body's involuntary response was to press my back against the bedrest. The cold surface and Sebastian's presence both made a chill run down my body.
He opened his shoes and shocks, throwing them in different directions like a child before he climbed up on the bed and moved closer to me.
The whole time, I was glued to my spot. Trying to remain as careful as possible.
He was like a ticking bomb to handle. I did not know when and where he'd explode like a volcano and turn me to ashes.
He silently looked at me for a while, a strange look of admiration swarming in his blue orbs that did not look cold anymore. They had a new depth in them which Sebastian has opened to me for the first time and there was no resistance from his side as I unknowingly explored the mystery that hid there.
He leaned closer, brushing away a few pieces of hair strands away from my face. His touch was so gentle that it made me want to melt into it.
"Hi, my love," He flashed me a smile that was unguarded and full of warmth.
My heart skipped a beat. My breathing stopped. For a second, the whole world around me vanished as his words repeated in my head.
He called me...love.
I did not have any idea, what I should be focusing on.
This was the first time I had ever seen him smile and I did not know if I was going to see it again or not but it took my breath away. Fireworks exploded everywhere, butterflies fluttered in my stomach and sparks shot through my whole body.
Neither I could believe my eyes, nor my ears.
Was this a dream?
"Umm...hi," I stuttered, still unable to overcome my shocked daze.
His smile never faded as he moved his hand and caressed my cheek, being the first person to ever show me any gentle caresses. I had never been caressed like this before, the feeling was indescribable and it washed away all my pain in a blink.
It felt like he cared for me.
My eyes closed shut on their own and I leaned into his touch. Basking into the peace I found with just a light touch of his.
"Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?" He asked, causing my eyes to open and set on him. He seemed to think for a moment before he spoke once again.
"Perhaps not but it doesn't change the fact that you are the most beautiful woman in this whole world," He said, leaning in cupping my face and pressing his lips against my forehead. The softest touch of his, made my heart bloom with happiness.
What was going on in his mind? How was he acting so differently?
"Even in your sleep you still look like an angel," He murmured, kissing my eyelid and doing the same to the other one, "How can someone stop from loving you?"
I did not know what I could say. This moment, Sebastian's words...everything was valuable to me, more than my life. If I could, I'd have made the time still forever, I'd have held him tight and kept him close like this till my breath.
But, I knew the bitter truth that hurt. The truth fucking hurt.
Why couldn't this moment last forever?
I tried hard to stop my tears.
Don't cry, Athena. Don't cry.
Sebastian's thumb brushing over my cheek brought me back from my thoughts, and my gaze fixated on him, finding his fixated on me as well.
"Tears..." He spoke to himself before turning his stare at me, wiping off the signs of weakness I didn't know had slid down my cheeks until now, "These don't good on you, love."
I couldn't hold onto myself anymore and I threw my arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug. I did not want to pull away, ever. I wanted to kiss him over and over again, run my fingers through his hair, and keep him closer for as long as I could.
"I won't cry," I sniffled, burying my head into his neck, "I won't."
He hugged me back, releasing a sigh of relief and breathing in my scent.
Why did this have to be temporary? Why couldn't my Sebastian be like this forever? Why did it have to be like this that as soon as the effects of the liquor wore off he'd start pretending to be the same monster again?
I did not want him to change.
I wanted him to stay like this. With me, as my mate.
Please don't let him become like the same Sebastian again, god! I beg you.
Despite all of my attempts, a small pathetic sob broke through anyways.
Hearing the sound, he pulled away the slightest bit only o that he could look at me.
"You said you wouldn't cry," He said, cupping my face, reminding me of my words.
"Yes, I'm not crying." I shook my head.
"Liar." He let out a small chuckle and pressed his lips to mine sealing them in a deep, passionate kiss.
For a second, my whole body froze due to surprise. His kiss was gentle, every brush of his lips and stroke of his tongue was coaxing me in, melting me as if I was a piece of candle and with this surreal warmth, he was shaping me into someone new.
We broke the kiss once we both were left nearly breathless, he looked into my eyes, exploring every curve and part of my soul.
This side of Sebastian was ethereal and I couldn't stop myself from falling for him even more. He was my mate, even if I didn't want to, I'd still be drawn to him and have no control over it whatsoever.
But, putting all these facts up on the table, did not give me a way to escape from the truth that I was in love with him. I loved him more than anyone in this world ever can.
It'd be too easy to say that I could die for him.
I could live for him, yes, despite everything he has put me through and how worse he might turn everything for me in the future, I could still stick to him, bear everything only to be with him. Because I fucking loved him and there was no denial.
He brushed his knuckles on my bare arms, travelling them down and stopping at the side of my waist, causing a zap of electricity to pass through our bodies.
Keeping the eye contact steady and unmoved he slid down the spaghetti straps of my night dear and leaned in to kiss my shoulder.
My eyes closed shut soon as his soft lips made contact with my cold skin. I drew in a breath, feeling the sparks shooting through every cell of my body.
He moved his kisses downwards, kissing my neck and collarbone. Gently sucking and biting on my sensitive skin enabling desires to shroud my mind and soul.
I took my bottom lip between my teeth, trying my best to stifle the moan that threatened to slip past my lips but in the end, I ended up failing and the sound broke through anyways.
"Sebastian..." His name fell off my mouth on its own.
"Yes, love," He murmured, leaning in to claim my lips once again.
I tangled my fingers into his silky hair and kissed him back. Allowing his tongue to invade my mouth and devour me.
There was no rush in any of his movements. It was not alike any other encounters of ours, everything was slow, sensual and gentle enough to let me relish every second.
I was on the ninth cloud. Never in my life, have I felt these emotions I was feeling today.
Tonight, Sebastian was not the same Sebastian anymore. He was different, the same as the person I'd imagined he was from the inside.
He pressed his forehead against mine, his breathing matching the heavy pace of mine. My heartbeats were erratic.
"Let me worship you," He spoke, skimming his fingers on the side of my face, "Please."
His eyes were full of love I hadn't seen before. There was no demand in his voice just like his sentence, it was a request— A simple request that melted me on the spot.
"I'm yours," I breathed out, unable to hold myself back any longer, "I am all yours."