On the other hand, Sabrina had been so understanding and embraced everything about him. She never asked for anything in return and every single thing she did was out of consideration for him. At that moment, Sebastian was at a loss of his words. He could only hold her close fiercely with his arms tightly around her. He was so afraid of losing her.
For over thirty years, he had always been alone.
Always. The Fords despised him, and he was exiled to foreign land, left to make ends meet with his mother. He was not born this way, but the environment he grew up in made him the vicious man that he had become, until he met Sabrina. He could still remember the electronic filter she gave him one night, the creamy lemon pasta she made for him before, and the smile as bright as the sun that blossomed on her face a t the smallest gesture of kindness she was shown. All those were proof as to how lonely Sabrina had been, and how much she longed for real love. He was lonely too. He also shared her longing for real love and now, i t was right there in his arms. 1
She followed him to Star Island fearlessly, and even went as far as to turning off her phone for two whole days with no regard for herself so as to prevent the enemies on Star Island from tracking him and to provide him with a chance to survive. Her tolerance and love toward him had long surpassed his to the
point that she could swallow her bitterness for her husband's sake at the fact that her enemies were still alive. To describe the overwhelming emotions he felt a t the moment as feeling moved would be an understatement. He held onto her for a long while before cupping her face in his hands and kissing the tears away. It took some time, but when he was done, h e stared into her eyes and, with the gentlest tone, he said, "Sabrina, I love you."
Sabrina was surprised. How rare! The man that ruled over South City, whose name only could frighten people; the man who took over Star Island in over one night; the same man who never said those three words to her, despite how much he cared for her, and here he was breaking all his rules by saying those words. What a wonder. Sabrina, who was previously crying, beamed. She reached up to brush a finger against the tip of his nose.
"To hear those three words coming out of your mouth,
I feel like the sun might just come out from the West tomorrow," she said, before reaching up on her toes and planting a kiss on his forehead.
"Are you trying to seduce me?" he asked in a hoarse voice.
"Do you have a problem with that?"
"What's wrong with seducing my own husband?"
He looked at her wordlessly until an attractive pink started creeping up her cheeks. He then scooped her u p and flung her toward the bed, before assaulting her with countless kisses that rained over her.
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