||Masked Intentions||~Sebastian X Reader (DISCONTINUED)

·Mind Games· CH 2

§·Your POV·§

I woke up to my head hurting. It was like my head was being pounded from the inside. I sat up from the floor slowly while holding my head. My vision was somewhat blurry, but it started to clear up as I sat up.

"Ugghhh..." I groaned, as I felt my head throbbing with pain.

"Well well well. Looks like our little 'guest' has finally woken up!..." You heard a familiar voice say.

I looked up to see that butler! I was shocked. What was I doing here? Wasn't I supposed to have killed the Earl? As my vision cleared up, I noticed that I was sitting in a cell. A cell out of all places? How disgusting and Improper for someone of as high ranks as me. This had really arsed (british phrase meaning: Bothered) me. He had that same devilish smirk on his face from yesterday. But this time it looked like he was looking for something. Maybe some type of fear, from me? Even though my body, especially my head, was hurting. I put on a brave face for the sake of my pride. I have to confess I was a bit scared. I can understand my head hurting if i hit it on something. But my body? That's a whole different thing. If I show a bit of fear, he could take advantage of that.

"What have you done...?" I tried to say it with a calm yet there was a bit of shakiness in my voice.

"Oh nothing..." He replied with a sleek smile on his face.

"Just... I believe we can't have a member of the (L/N) Family running around on Phantomhive estate freely. Or shall I say.." He put his arm in the cell, and gently tilted my chin up facing him. "The Queen's chess piece...." He said with a cold expression on his face.

I looked at him with an angry expression on my face ready to say something, but no words came out.

"The Queen's chess piece. You're just another one of her disposable toys. As soon as she is done with you, she will toss you aside. You think you are in control of your moves, in control of yourself. But really all you are is a lost puppy, You follow orders like a dog. If she throws you a ball you go fetch it." He said while laughing softly.

I could see his eyes glowing red. Such a sadist. What more can I expect from a demon? Even though he was just saying this just to get under my skin. It really did make me angry.

"No, that isn't true!" I yelled at him. My eyes now infuriated with anger.

He had a point. As soon as something happened, she would turn away. It would be like she wasn't even involved. It would all be for nothing. I don't think I was mad at that part though. I already knew that. I think it hurt or made me more angry to hear that outloud. And him of all people. He looked at me with a playful sadistic look on his face. As if he was enjoying my pain, my anger. He took his finger and put it up to my mouth and looked up at me.

"Oh yes it is dear. And you know it. The look on your face says it all. When all is finished there will be no need for you or your family." He said smiling at me but yet a cold expression.

I was shocked. How could he read my mind? Knowing what I was thinking and everything that could tick me off. I could feel a hot liquid steaming down my face. It didn't hurt but it was warm. I looked up at him with tears in my eyes and falling down. My vision was once again blurry. I saw a faint smile appear on his face. I slapped his hand away from me, and turned away from him facing the wall. Trying to contain my tears by squeezing my eyes. Truly a Sadist he is. Taking Amusement in others pain. I'd expect nothing more from him.

§·Sebastian's Pov·§

"That's Enough for now Sebastian." I heard My young master say as he stood behind me.

"Yes. My lord." I replied back.

I looked at her facing the wall. And for the first time ever, I felt pity. I had made this beautiful young woman cry. I looked at her with some pity, and looked to my master for my next move.

"Sébastien. Emmenez-la dans la chambre d'amis. Je suppose que si nous voulons obtenir des informations d'elle, nous devrions la traiter un peu avec hospitalité. Les fantômes sont connus pour notre hospitalité." (Sebastian. Take her to the guest room. I guess if we want any information out of her we should treat her somewhat with hospitality. The phantomhives are known for our hospitality.) He said in french still aware that Miss (L/N) could hear us.

"Oui. Mon Seigneur." ( Yes. My Lord.) I said with a faint smile.

My young master then left the cellar or basement and went back to his office. I went up to the cellar she was in and unlocked it, opened it.

"Miss (L/N), I have been ordered to take you to the guest room. Are you ready to go..?" I said trying to be professional.

She turned back around to face me and stood up. I could tell she had got herself back together and wasn't crying anymore.

"Well, Yes I am ready to go." She replied with a smile.

I could see right through it though. It was fake. I nodded and motioned for her to follow me. I lead her through the hallways to the guest room on the south part of the manor. I opened the door to a very beautiful and welcoming room.

"Here is where you will be staying, my lady." I said, as she walked to the bed and sat down.

"Thank you." she said back.

"Well Goodnight My lady." I said a bit chummy perhaps.

I started to head for the door before feeling something come at me quickly aiming for my head. I caught the object between my two fingers. Turned out to be a letter opener. I turned back around to her, and saw a quite disappointed look on her face.

"Ah! I see you have out the letter opener my lady. Except you won't be receiving any letters for a long time." I smirked and put the letter opener in the secret pocket in my tailcoat.

I walked out of the room before saying "Goodnight Miss (L/N)." to her. I shut the door quietly. I started walking in the hallway to do my night duties to my lord.