Page 114 of Drawn Together

I barely blinked. “I love seeing you like this.”

He pressed his lips together and took two long stridestoward me. He stopped briefly, looked deeply into my eyes, trying to transmit everything his mouth couldn’t say. Then, cupping my face, began to plant soft kisses along my lips. I panted as I felt his erection against my stomach, and smirked up at him. He didn’t say anything, simply sucked on my bottom lip, hard, and moved down to my neck.

“Sebastian…” I began.

“Don’t say anything,” he ordered me, pinning my wrists behind my back as his mouth kissed the spot where Liam had given me the hickey after I’d begged him to help me make Sebastian jealous.

Liam had refused at first, annoyed. Something had been up with him lately, but after pestering him for half an hour, he finally gave in just to shut me up.

That morning with Liam, I had laughed throughout the entire process, but the feel of Sebastian’s lips sucking at my skin instantly made me wet. I rubbed myself against his pants, desperate for any kind of friction to help me ease the pain I felt at not having him inside me, but Sebastian immobilized me.

“Tell your little friend that if he touches you again, I’ll kill him.” He released me when he saw that I was wriggling uncomfortably and took two steps back. “Don’t toy with me, Marfil,” he said as our chests rose and fell in unison.

“You started this game,” I answered, controlling the urge to throw myself back into his arms. I was still furious with him, and now disappointed, for more reasons than one. “Did you get a good night’s sleep?”

Sebastian shut me up with a glance. I was being a bitch, and we both knew it, but my pride was injured, and it made me want to provoke him. Because of him, a man who’d hurt me and tried to rape me now had the access codes to the cameras Sebastian had installed all over my apartment without my knowledge!

“As soon as I walk out that door, this little game of yours is over,” he said, stepping toward me again. “I’m your only ally here; don’t push me away.” He kissed me hard, then walked away.

Deep down I knew he was right.

I wiped away a single tear of rage from my cheek before he saw it on his computer screen, and picked up dancing where I’d left off, staring into the camera.

I decided I couldn’t keep crashing with my friends any longer, and the days in the apartment became unbearable. I now had three men built like refrigerators following me everywhere, including around campus. Egor and Jakov ignored my complaints about their wardrobe choices and continued to wear those black suits and ties, including those earpieces they used to communicate with each other and Sebastian.

Sebastian was… unrecognizable. If he’d been hermetic before, he was now cold as winter in the North Pole and much stricter with what he allowed me to do. He literally had his eyes on me at all times, and his habit of worriedly scanning every space we entered only increased, causing me to be suspicious of everything around me.

“Are you sad you can’t come in?” I said, closing the door to the women’s bathroom in his face.

I had gone to lunch with Tami and was trying to convince her to come out with me that night. My life had become a living hell, and I needed to go out drinking and dancing.

I touched up my red lipstick and ignored Sebastian entirely as I walked back to our table. We were at Catch, a restaurant Tami and I both loved.

“So, what do you say?” I asked her for the fourth time. “The plan is to go to PHD. We can have a glass of champagne or thedrink of your choice, some fried mozzarella, which I know you love, and then do some dancing.”

“I don’t know.” Tami sighed, putting a bite of maki in her mouth. “Is Liam going to be there?”

I rolled my eyes in response. “He’s the one putting us on the list. But don’t worry, he’s going to be working all the tables in the VIP section, so he’ll hardly be with us, I promise.”

“Why the hell does he still work as a club promoter?”

“Because he likes the nightlife, ladies, and alcohol,” I explained, shrugging as I took a sip of my drink. “And he gets paid to go out partying,” I added.

Tami’s expression made me laugh. I worried sometimes that Liam would get burnt out, working in the clubs at night in addition to his day job, but he seemed to enjoy it.

“I think I’ll pass tonight,” she answered, looking disgusted.

“Come on, Tami! Liam is great. You just need to loosen up around him. He can tell you’re judging him, and that makes him want to mess with you. Don’t play his game! Can’t you see that’s what he wants?”

“Why? Explain to me why he would enjoy harassing me?”

I thought about it for a few seconds.

“Maybe he likes you…” I had never considered the possibility before.

Did Liam like Tami? Wow. And what about her? No, that was impossible.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” she answered dryly.