The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

The things she had in mind were written all over her face as she continued staring at droplets of water streaming down the man’s sturdy pecs and abs.

“I-I’ll head over and take a shower as well!”

She rushed into the bathroom with the set of pajamas she had gotten herself and continued blushing throughout the way.

Sebastian thought he would feel a strong urge to engage himself with a raunchy activity with her after being apart for such a long time.

After all, he was head over heels in love with her. However, he was confused by the fact he wasn’t as enthusiastic to carry on with the session when he caught her lustful expression.

Is something wrong with me? Have I not gotten used to her being affectionate yet? Does it have something to do with the fact she’s no longer her timid self?

Creak!

After making her way out of the bathroom, Sasha, who had put on the nightgown he got her a long time ago, marched in his direction and greeted in a mellifluous tone, “Darling…”

No ordinary man could resist her seductive voice. However, Sebastian, who was reading a book, had no intention to carry on with the session.

In fact, he was overwhelmed by an odd sensation when she joined him in bed and continued sashaying her way to him.

Seconds after he snapped out of confusion, he jolted out from bed and said, “Why don’t you go ahead and sleep without me? There are still some things I need to tend to! I’ll be heading back to the study!”

his jacket and marched out of the room without any

the extent he’s willing to dismiss me and my

Nonetheless, she fell into a deep slumber and wasn’t aware if Sebastian had made his way back to the room in the

be seen next to her the moment she was roused from her sleep in

Hayes, are you guys heading out to pay tribute to Mr.

have you seen Sebastian?” Sasha asked in return the moment she

headed out for a follow-up session with his mother. I think he’ll be heading back soon since it won’t take

would be back soon as she thought Sasha was afraid he might not make it back

went dead silent and marched in the direction

her way down the stairs with a disheveled

“Are you a fake?”

eyes widened in disbelief. She stuttered in return,

“You know

her way down the stairs, leaving the startled

remarks. Glaring at Sabrina in the eyes, her face scrunched up in irritation as though she was up to

used to spend quite some time with

of thought, another unwanted guest

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