Sebastian
Devin trembles in my arms. Her bloodcurdling screams ripped me from a fitful sleep. God, I never want to hear that sound again. She was screaming as if she were being murdered.
All I want to do is rip this city apart until I find that bitch and tear her limb from limb for what she’s doing to Devin.
“It felt so real,” she says again, terror still plaguing her voice.
I squeeze her tighter. “Want to tell me about it?”
She shivers and sniffles. “She had me in a room, tied to a chair. I couldn’t control my body, and she had me in front of a window, and you two were fucking on the other side of it.”
Another round of sobs consumes her, and I want to hurt someone just from the thought of how she must have felt in the dream.
Before I can find the right words to say, Devin continues. “Then you both were in the room with me, naked and holding acid. She poured it on me and my face started melting off. You handed her another bottle....”
A sob of my own catches in my throat as guilt eats at me down to my core for bringing this shit into Devin’s life. I stuff it all down, knowing she needs my strength.
I tip her chin and stare at her. “I’m right here, princess.” I take her hand and place it on my chest. “I’m not with her. I’ll never be with her. I’ll never let anyone hurt you again so long as there is still air in my lungs.”
Her body still holds a tinge of tension and fear. If I had a say, I’d make sure Crystal fried in the chair. I don’t care what that says about me, but I’d flip the damn switch myself.
“Tell me what you need, princess.”
She peers up at me from under her wet lashes. “I need you.”
“You have me,” I reassure her. “I’m here, baby. I’m not going anywhere. I swear to you.”
The room is quiet, except the sounds of Devin’s breathing as it evens out.
“Make me forget,” she pleads as she looks up and into my eyes. “Make it just me and you here right now.”
“Devin, I don’t think that’s a good—”
Tears glisten as she begs and claws at my arms. “Please, Sebastian. I need you to make me forget.”
Conflicting emotions war inside me. I don’t think sex is the answer to her nightmare, but at the same time, denying her might just be worse as she stares at me with tears in her eyes begging me to have sex with her.
God, I have no idea what to do here, but I know I need to do something. Devin is in a precarious place. I don’t deserve her for bringing this to her life, but she deserves everything she needs and wants.
If this is what she wants....
“I love you.” Deep emotion laces my voice as the words catch in my throat. “Are you sure this is what you want right now?”
