THE CEO

My protector

"Your pants are going to be all wet Sebastian! I just needed help getting in." He ignores me and sinks us both slowly into the warm water. I gasp at the contact as my wounds burn slightly. "I told you. I'll help but only if you let me." He hasn't let go of me yet. I look back at him and nod slowly. Satisfied with my consent, he leans back in the water and pulls me against his chest. He gently scoops water with his hands and carefully pours it over my body. The water tickles my skin, sending chills up my spine. I lean into Sebastian. This feels amazing. His warm breath brushed over my ear and I shudder. I hear him laugh softly behind me, "It makes me happy that you're enjoying this." I don't answer him. I just close my eyes.

He pushes me forward slightly and rests my body against his knees. I tilt my head backwards as he begins gently washing my hair. His fingers massaged my scalp. I groan at the wonderful sensation. He rinses my hair and begins washing my body. I can tell he doesn't want to hurt me and I appreciate the gesture. He turns me around so that I can face him. He slowly takes my foot in his hand and delicately begins cleaning my wounds. A rogue tear runs down my cheek. He reaches over and rubs his thumb over the wet trail the tear left, "No one will ever hurt you again. If they do, I'll kill them with my bare hands." I look down, "Thank you. I can't imagine what I'd do if you weren't here." He laughs, "You'd probably still be outside the tub trying to find a way in!" We both laugh at the thought.

After I'm all clean, Sebastian helps me out of the water, I dry myself off and we both change into something comfortable.  He carries me over to his bed and tucks me in. "Goodnight Becca. I'm right here on the couch if you need me." I smile at him, "Thanks. Goodnight Sebastian." I move around and get comfortable and soon I'm fast asleep but my dreams are anything but peaceful. 

I'm back in my cell. Laying on my bed while Harry's henchmen attempt to pull me off. I'm screaming and fighting back. My body was suffering devastating blows from their fists. My dream cuts to Harry torturing me on camera. I'm pleading with him to let me go but he won't. I get away and run for my life but every time he catches me just as I'm about to escape.

I feel a hand stroking my hair and I quickly sit up, "Becca you were having a nightmare." It's Sebastian. Thank God. I realize I'm safe and immediately throw myself into his arms, sobbing into his chest. He holds me tightly and strokes my back, "You're safe. It was just a dream." Once I calm down, Sebastian moves to go back to the couch but I grab his hand, "Please don't go." He sighs and looks at me, "Becca. I'm right here. I'm not far." I shake my head, "No, please lay here with me. I don't want you on the couch. Please just sleep next to me. Please!" He nods, "Okay. If you're alright with me sleeping here, I will." He gets in bed next to me and I immediately move toward him and lay my head on his chest. He can feel my body trembling as he softly runs his fingers up and down my back. I keep waking up to see if he's still there. He's not sleeping. "Why aren't you sleeping?" He smiles as he looks down at me, "I can't sleep. I feel like I need to keep watching you or you might disappear." Hearing him say that stirs something in me and I lean up and kiss him. Our lips are connected for a few seconds. Neither of us pulled away. I whisper against his mouth, "I- I'm sorry." He leans in and kisses me, "Don't apologize. That was beautiful."

We lay in each other's arms the entire night. I kept having nightmares and Sebastian was there to comfort me the entire time. The next morning I wake up to find myself alone in his bed. I sit up and look around the room. He's not here. My body aches even worse than last night. It feels like every muscle in my body is in pain. The bedroom door opens and it's Sebastian carrying some breakfast and my medication. "Ah, she's awake. You need to eat before you can take your medication." I smile and shake my head, "You know you don't have to serve me right?" He places the food down in front of me, "I know but I want to." I hesitate, "Sebastian... About last night." He seems a little uncomfortable, "Don't worry about it." Just like that, he leaves the room. Did I imagine things last night? He wanted to kiss me and now he seems indifferent...