THEY CALL HIM RECKLESS
That was an understatement.
Sebastian was the most attractive, dangerous, horrifying man in the entire state of Washington.
He had secrets, secrets in that dark past of him, and I always struggled to understand his motive.
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Skye
I parted my lashes late that night when a soft sound filled the room.
It was dark... the room swallowed in darkness, and I squinted my eyes and shifted over.
Ugh... what time was it?
I stared off in the black void as the soft sound continued filling the room.
I squinted my eyes.
Wait... was that a... song?
I groaned a little as I pushed my hands against the bed, shuffling to a sitting position.
Why did my bed feel different...?
I gazed back down, eyes softening when I brushed my fingers along the bed.
Oh... silky.
I stared back up, staring in the darkness as I listened to the soft song playing through the room.
It was distant... calm... and... emotional.
I listened closer as something inside me warmed.
Piano...? I didn't have a piano in my house.
I then cautiously slipped off the bed, stepping over to a spot on the wall with a sliver of light under it—telling me it was a door—and I searched the darkness for a knob before I caught it, parting the wood.
I winced at the sudden light, shrinking back a little, but when it adjusted, I blinked and peeked out.
My lips parted when I saw a long, endless hallway stretching down the pathway, the floors covered in a red-ish carpet, and there were doors on every part of the walls.
I blinked and stepped out from the bedroom I was in, currently disoriented, but I was too curious to care...
So I followed the sound of the piano.
It was so soft, but... so sad; like the person playing it was telling a story of sorts.
I stepped down the hall then, wrapping my arms around myself as I continued forward, determined to find the source.
I glanced around as I walked, taking in all the wall lanterns and the oak walls.
It was gorgeous, honestly.
Was Sebastian really this wealthy? Or did he take me to some hotel?
I knew it was him who took me here, and I wasn't particularly happy that he lied to me about taking me home, but I honestly was too mesmerized to care.
I just followed the sound as it echoed through the halls, covering the walls in its beauty, and I nearly teared up, but I pushed them down.
After a bit of walking, I slowed to a stop when I found a large pair of double doors, and one of them was cracked slightly, exposing a soft, white light that bled onto the ground in a quiet line.
