Chapter Fifty-Four.
SEBASTIANS POV.
“I can’t believe the nerve of that little prick,” Melina yelled as we finally got back home, she slammed her clutch on the island bench whilst I rounded it to the fridge.
I could see both my parents behind her staring at her surprised to hear words like that come out of her pretty mouth, she was always very polite and respectful around them.
“I’m so sorry,” she looked embarrassed when she finally realised they were watching her.
Dad laughed his silly laugh, “it’s fine, it’s quite refreshing.”
“well in that case it’s true, and he better stay away from my sister,” Melina’s anger rose again.
“Don’t worry, Melly, he will. Jessabelle would never go near him,” I placed a beer in front of her, “and seeing you like this is definitely hot.”
“Sebastian,”
