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Chapter 7

HARPER POV

The dark spot on the lower lid of Sebastian’s eyes becomes more prominent. And his chuckles are darker now. He twitches and twists his lips as he steps closer to her.

Sebastian behaves like this when it’s up to something—obviously something really dirty.

I run my hand through my short and curly red hair, and the moment I notice she is about to have a meltdown because her fingers start clinking against each other, the boldness I saw a few minutes ago has disappeared into thin hair.

But there is something different about her; she’s not like other girls; she's unique in her ways, and it keeps getting interesting because we want to know everything she’s made of, and I trust she will never remain the same once we’re done with her.

Once we touch fragile things, they don’t remain the same again. Either it’s terribly damaged or a little bit broken; it’s never going back to its delicate nature, and that’s about to happen to our little mouse.

She continues to step back slowly, like a little drop of water that fills up an ocean with tiny drops over a period of time.

But she’s not aware that if she takes another two steps back, she will fall miserably on that hard-wooden seat and break some bones.

“And why should I be scared of you? Because of your fucking threat?” She gulps hardly, looking from Sebastian to Weaver, then to me. She's scared; we can see it, but she's doing her best to pretend she's not.

Sebastian proceeds to step forward toward her, and she doesn’t quit stepping back. I grin with the usual devilish and sexy stares in my tiny eyes, counting down till she takes the next step and falls hard to the seat.

“And aren’t you supposed to be scared because we know your fucking secret? You aren’t scared that we will let the whole school know how much of a fucking pretender you are? Will you be able to bear the weight of the entire school mocking you for your deeds?” Sebat speaks with desperation mixed with anger; for that reason, the color of his eyes immediately flickers golden. The sight of it shocked her because she took a deep breath, and her neck almost shrank.

She takes the last step back. And now she’s fucking falling.

But Sebastian catches her mid-air immediately, and then she gaps with terror. He has his hand wrapped tightly across her waist, and she can’t break free even if she wanted to.

Sebastian is taking it as an opportunity to trap her in his arms. That’s one thing about Sebastian: He finds opportunity in making you his prey in any given circumstance.

The same way he used the opportunity to find Diamond’s secret from her best friend, he knew she was being a bad friend to Diamond, but nevertheless, it was going to help him anyway—help him get our little mouse entrapped.

In the same way, he is doing it to his father. He caught him cheating with his secretary, and the father sent him away because he knows what he is capable of and wouldn’t want his career and status ruined.

And as typical Sebastian, he hasn’t said a word to anyone because he is using it as an opportunity to get an outrageous amount of money from his father aside from his monthly allowance.

He has her trapped in his arms, and she will never be able to break free from him unless he allows it, but today isn’t the day that Sebastian will ever allow it.

She finally breaks the tremendous eye contact with him and demands that he let go of her. But it is as though she is speaking to a non-living person because Sebastian will never listen to her, not when he is up to something dirty.

“Do not command me.” He commands with his dark sense of humor. A frown settles on her face with a hint of anger, as if she can just push him off or kick his balls.

“Don’t even think I will let you go now; don’t bother to fight because you will only hurt yourself, little mouse.” He trails off, and he brings his finger to caress the tiny strands of her blonde hair in front of her eyes.

She stares blankly at him; she looks like she wants to spit out a million words to him, but at the same time, they seem to have been trapped in her throat.

“Now answer me, little mouse.” His dominance hits her like a wave. I stride towards her when he still holds her across her waist. I’m tired of standing; it will be more pleasant to watch this amazing show while I sit down.

I walk behind them and fall onto the next seat, crossing my long legs.

“You are holding me against my will and...”

“And that is if you still have any will of yours. From henceforth, you are our little mouse, and you will do the fuck as we want!” He takes one of his free hands and grabs her neck. He doesn’t choke her but holds her neck to have total control of her body, as if he wants to bend her over, and runs his dick into her.

“Do you have proof? Did you see me fucking Mr. Feud?” I’m still surprised at her boldness, but it will soon be gone once we get started with her. We’re just at the tip, not even dreaming of getting started yet.

Sebastian hates that she still speaks with his hands wrapped around her neck. He wants to fucking seal up her lips or make her lips do some other meaningful things rather than talk.

“And you think we don’t have proof? It won’t take me a fucking effort to get your so-called bestie to repeat all she told me and make a record of it. Guess what? I will send the record to the entire school group platforms.” He threatens her, and her pulse starts beating fast as a full shudder goes through her.

“Fuck her; she’s no longer my best friend, not even a friend.” Her voice skips like she wants to cry, and I can see the way her eyes are flickering constantly; she’s fighting back the tears.

Little Mouse doesn’t want to cry in front of us.

And very soon she will begin to cry, but our fucking names.

“Fucking bastards!” She yells at his face, and that angers him even more. He takes her unaware. His hand tightens around her neck, still not choking her, but he pins her down to the nearest desk close to them.

The shock fills her entire blue eyes; she isn’t suspecting what is about to happen to her because Sebastian’s cock is about to rip off his fucking pants.

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