One (h.s.)

twenty four

the one where revenge is a big deal

-end of june 2014-

what use is money when you need someone to hold?

Alexandre was in their room when she arrived. Sebastian automatically lifted his head up from the papers splayed out on the coffee table when she opened the door.

He sat on the sofa, eyes wide, staring at her, while Alexandre looked back and forth between them. Sebastian immediately stood up and walked towards her before enveloping his arms around her waist, pulling her as close as he could.

"I'm so sorry, my love," he whispered into her ear.

She only leaned her head on his shoulder, arms moving under his to hold onto his shoulders softly, but not with need. Not with the need and want she would hold Harry. She nodded in response, not voicing an apology of her own.

He pulled her away after a few seconds of embracing her, to wipe a few tears that were streaming down her face down to her jaw.

He thought the tears were for him and their fight. Little did he know that he was actually wiping the tears that Harry had provoked.

Sebastian took her hand in his and lead her to the couch where Alexandre was at, waving her hand to him in a silent greeting. He took the seat beside his business partner, before pulling down on her arm so that she sat on his other side.

There was a moment of silence before Alexandre cleared his throat and looked at Sebastian.

"Shall we continue?"

"Yeah, sorry about that."

Charlotte sat silently beside him for about an hour of hearing them discuss how this one partner was looking for an out in their deal. She had learned that this man could be a very successful one and would be an amazing partner to work with, meaning that he could lead them to being even wealthier.

Sebastian's face contorted into expressions of confusion and worry, sometimes with a slight hint of anger. For example, when Alexandre told him that the man had heard that their company was a fraud. The younger one shook his head in annoyance, protesting that if their business was such a fraud, then why would they be so successful?

Alexandre left after proposing Sebastian to meet with their potential partner one last time and convince him to sign the papers to end their deal.

As soon as the door clicked shut, he muffled the groan that escaped his lips with both of his hands, before covering his whole face with them.

Charlotte placed a hand on his suited back, rubbing up and down, trying to release some of the tension in it.

After a while, Sebastian swiftly turned his head towards hers and kissed her slowly. She responded to his movements, her lips enveloping his and moving against them.

She felt him push her down on the couch, him hovering over her as they continued to explore each other's mouths.

His hands moved towards her waist and then to her hips, before grabbing her bum and harshly grinding on her. She moaned into his mouth, holding him by his neck.

"I've missed you," Sebastian mumbled before attacking her neck with open mouthed kisses.

She didn't reply, only retracting a hand on his neck to play with his hair.

"Is it okay, if we...?" he asked, pulling away from her, finally having learned that she wasn't always up for sex and that he would have to ask before anything.

Was it okay? She asked to herself in her mind. Harry was probably in his room, torturing himself for having kissed another girl, or he could be already running back towards Michelle to get a little bit of some action of his own. She wanted to say no, that she couldn't have sex with him right now, mainly because she felt like she wanted to lock herself in the bathroom and cry until tears wouldn't fall anymore. But she found herself nodding because: if Harry was out looking for someone else, why wouldn't she do the same?

And then Sebastian undressed himself and helped her tug of her clothes, before retracting a condom from the drawer under the coffee table and slipping into her with a loud moan.

-

After a strong release from his side, but not from hers, Sebastian had laid his head on her bare chest, soon falling into a deep sleep while she combed his hair with her fingers.

She slowly shifted beneath him, glad that he was a heavy sleeper, to go back to the bedroom and then the bathroom, picking up her clothes and putting them on.

When she reached the bathroom and had locked the door she did what she had wanted to do before:

Charlotte fell onto the floor and began to cry.

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is it good or is it bad

i feel like its bad but leave me alone