Chapter 21

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They were unpacking their stuff on their side. The smell of the flowers was all over her room. It smelled incredibly nice. Soft and sweet, plus it didn't smell too much. Exactly the perfume she missed.

She sent, via a new email she created an hour before they got out of the plane, to her grandparents to say they were both fine and they were in the house. They didn't responded, but was 4 in the afternoon in Japan so it meant it was midnight in Miami and they were probably sleeping.

Once she finished, she decided to take a bath to relax her muscles. They were so tense. The bath in her ensuite bathroom with heated floor was so big and so was the Italian shower. It could fit ten people in the shower and four in the bath at least she could count.

But sadly, Layla wasn't able to relax. Everything that happened to her popped in her head like a lightning. It hurt awfully. She started crying and let out an angry scream. Why? Just why was the question she asked herself. It was absolutely disgusting what they did. She didn't know how it was possible, but she remembered some things they did while she was unconscious. Like a flashback. It was inhuman. No one deserved this. Except them. They deserved worst.

The scream she let out of her mouth made Sebastian run to her. He opened the door faster than anyone could possibly do and saw her crying. Her legs on her chest and her head between them. Her arms around the legs. It was a sad picture to see.

"Hey, what happened?" He gently asked her, but made her jump.

And it was like if she didn't recognize him. She didn't want him to approach her, touch her or see her. She was scared. She got up and tried to move back. She slipped and he had just enough time to catch her before she knocked her head.

"Hey it's okay. It's me... It's Sebastian." He tried to comfort her.

Layla tried to defend herself, but he stopped every punch she gave him. Only after few minutes he used his strength to put her soaked body on his to try to calm her down.

She smelled his perfume and made her a little bit more relax. Her nails were deeply digged in his shoulders threatening to make him bleed.

He will kill them. He still didn't know how, but it was in his plans. Nobody can hurt her like the three pigs did. It was nasty just to think about it. Who would honestly say "let's sexually abuse someone today?" They needed to have a real damage in the brain.

He took the fluffy blue towel and put it on her and didn't say anything. He wiped every inch of her body carefully. He took a smaller towel for her face and her hair, still having gently moves. She didn't know how to react. She was ashamed of herself after what happened. Still crying, he wiped her tears away with his thumbs.

"I'm sorry." Sebastian simply said.

Layla took the bigger towel to put it around her body and moved fast in the room to take some clothes.

"Let me take care of you, please."

She took some time before she nodded agreeing with him. She put her underwear and tried to calm down. Sebastian took her lotion and put it in his hands to hydrate her body. Starting with her shoulders, arms and her back. Every move he made made her jump and started to have shivers. The cold lotion made her think about when she was outside and naked. This unpleasant experience. Silently crying, she replaced herself like she was in the bath. All curled up on herself in the soft bed.

Once he finished with the lotion, he went to her wardrobe to choose black shorts and crop top. He made her standing up and lift her arms over her head to put the shirt. He did the same thing with the shorts.

"Feeling any better?"

Layla nodded again. They both went in the kitchen and he ordered her to sit while he was cooking. His maid already did the groceries for this place so they had many choices.

"Layla, you remember Loren?"

"Yeah... your maid."

"Yes. Do you mind if she comes here like she did in New York?"

"No. I mean, it's your house, you decide."

"It's also yours now."

She looked at him surprise. They weren't together and this house was also hers? Why? Not that she wasn't grateful, on the contrary she was. But she didn't understand why he was doing all of this for her.

He finished to cook the pasta and served her with a glass of wine. She ate the whole plate, but didn't touch the glass too scared. The last time she drank, someone kidnapped her.

"Would you like to have a glass of water instead?"

"Yes, please."

The CEO went to the fridge to take the water and poured her a glass. He thought about something for few minutes before he asked her. "Could you help me with few documents?"

"Documents?"

"Yes. About the job."

"But I'm not the CEO. I can't help you."

"I'm sure you can. I need your help, please."

"Uh..." she hesitated for a while to the proposition he gave her before she answered. "Okay."

He asked her this to make her think about something else and it worked. She helped him with his emails. It was always the same thing; I don't sale any clubs. They even needed to threaten some of the guys.

She didn't see the time passing by. Layla was laying on the floor with a big teddy bear she used like a pillow. She was watching videos on her used phone and it made her laugh. Sebastian didn't help himself to stop looking at her. She was so beautiful. It made him smile to see her like that until she stop laughing and looked at him worried.

"What?"

"It is true?"

"What do you mean?" He asked confused.

"What you did. Before you became the CEO."

"It depends what you mean, doll." He was definitely getting worried with this whole sudden change of mood.

She showed him her phone. Someone sent her anonymously an email with links about Sebastian. He didn't know the truth would come that fast to her. What if she didn't want to talk to him anymore? What if she was scared?

"I-I can explain. I promise."

"I'm waiting. What is that? What did you do?"

"Everything I did started when my mom died, okay? As you know I was close to her... All I did was because of Frank and Danita." 

So it was true. She thought. Everything she just read was true about him. But he didn't look someone like this. How was that possible? What happened to make him do what he did? What did Frank and Danita did?

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