Temptress

15|Breakfast

Sereia's POV

I cuddled the small teddy bear as I lay in bed.

Surprisingly, I felt way better than yesterday.

Not because of some magical teddy bear, but because my body was adjusting.

Last night I almost went crazy because I couldn't get high.

Violet kept haunting me.

Why me? Why doesn't she hunt Olivia?

Why must Olivia sleep peacefully in her mansion while I suffer in the dark?

I keep thinking Violet's upset with me for taking longer than I should've to get revenge.

I should've pushed Serena harder to expose Olivia.

I should've had a better plan.

I should've checked on Violet more when she was alive. Maybe I would've picked up on her intentions.

I wasn't even the one to find her. It was my father.

I should've cared more.

Tears fell out of my eyes as I squeezed the teddy bear tighter.

This is all my fault.

I need to try harder. I need to gain his trust. I need him to break her heart.

I forced myself to get ready.

Today, I wore a delicate white crochet blouse paired with a soft cream jacket and matching pants.

I let my hair down from its ponytail, allowing it to fall gracefully to the sides.

When I looked at myself in the mirror, I practised my smile like I did every morning.

I was getting better at faking it.

I couldn't risk him calling me out like that again.

After I was satisfied, I picked up my bag and his teddy bear.

I began to make my way to the door, but I immediately stopped to spray perfume all over my body.

As I sprayed myself, a fragrance of delicate cherry blossoms emerged.

Now, I was ready to go. 

I left my room and headed to the room number I remembered seeing on his key card.

I gave three strong knocks and prepared myself to smile.

A few seconds passed before he opened the door.

His eyes widened when they landed on me.

I smiled. "Morning, sir."

My eyes scanned his half-ready outfit.

His black dress pants were on, but his light blue dress pants sat on him unbuttoned.

His bare chest being exposed to me for the first time was a sight I never wanted to forget.

"Ms. Sinclair," he replied surprised. "What are you doing here? The conference doesn't start for another two hours."

I giggled. "I figured I should return your teddy bear. I'm all better now."

He shook his head. "No, keep it."

"This is yours," I told him as I handed him the bear. "You'll need his magic if you get sick again."

He returned it to my hands. "You can give me back when your nightmares are gone."

"Deal," I said. "I was also thinking that maybe we could have breakfast together?"