Trading Revenge For An Heir

Chapter 5

“Oh—oh yes, that’s right,” a red-haired woman squealed, clenching her teeth and twisting the white sheets underneath tightly in her fist. “Oh, my God, Seb, you know exactly how to make a woman go wild. s**t!”

“I try,” Sebastian panted, beads of sweat rolling off his back, as he pounded into her from behind. He held her still with his strong hands on her hips, making sure she was steady for him to drive right into her hole. “But you’re not so bad yourself—f**k!”

“Oh my God!” She couldn’t help but curse out loud, almost screaming, when the pleasure got too much, throwing her head back when he changed the position and started drilling her with new vigour. “Yes! Yes! I’m almost…almost there—ahhhhhh.”

Sebastian knew she had come. He could feel her warm walls clenching and tightening around his hard c**k, squeezing the life out of him and making him slick with her juices. He couldn’t help but shut his eyes and f**k her a little harder when his own release felt too close to impact, pushing her onto her stomach and grinding into her ass.

“f**k!” A feeling too good to be true fired through his c**k to his brain and for a moment all he felt was pure bliss. Sebastian fell on the bed next to the woman with red hair, his breath just as wild as her own. “s**t. That was good.”

“It was, wasn’t it?” She grinned at him, leaning in to kiss him on the lips.

However, Sebastian turned and welcomed the kiss on his cheek instead. He never liked kissing anyone on the lips; he couldn’t even remember the last time he did. A kiss to him was way too intimate, more so than the act of s*x itself.

The woman hid her disappointment with another of her wonderful smiles. “I suppose that’s my cue to grab clothes and leave,” she mumbled to herself.

Staying true to her words, she moved away from him.

Sebastian noticed the sarcasm in her tone, but instead of taking action to make things clear or explaining himself, he simply let her believe what she wanted. It was better that way.

Ten minutes later, they were both ready to leave the spare bedroom that Sebastian kept in his office. It used to be his go-to overnight stay when he was younger, back in the days when his father led the company and Sebastian still had something to prove. Now, it was just a place he used to fulfill his physical needs. Bringing a woman home with his daughter still so young never felt right.

“So, what is it this time?” The woman asked as if she had read something through his tough exterior, watching as he gently turned the door and held it open for her. She smiled at his gentlemanly self. The man had just f****d her brains out, but he still had the wits of being so innocently calm as if nothing had happened between them. “And you should stop being so cute, darling. My heart can barely take your perfect ass.”

Sebastian chuckled and closed the door on his way out, adjusting his tie. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

The woman turned on her heels and eyed him as he reached for his office desk, sifting through the papers already sprawled on top of it.

“It’s always something with you, Sebastian Harrison,” she said to him easily. “Besides, you forget that I’m a smart woman. I know my place and I understand my role in your life. Which is nothing more than a f**k-buddy whom you only seek under specific circumstances. One being when you’re too angry to take it out on innocent people. So, let’s just cut to the chase, shall we?” She grabbed a chair and sat down, signaling that until he spilled the beans, she wasn’t going anywhere.

Sebastian sighed. He had known Morwenna long enough to understand that she always meant her threats. And, as she said, she was a smart woman. Arguing with a smart woman wasn’t a wise thing to do, now was it?

He pulled his own office chair back and sat down himself. “It’s Harper.”

At first, Morwenna wasn’t sure if she had heard him correctly. But when he didn’t correct or repeat himself, her brows rose on her forehead, and her jaw dropped. “What the hell did she do this time?”

Sebastian didn’t know how to explain. Harper had been a schoolmate once upon a time. Then, she bumped into him at Harvard. He didn’t think much about it. She sent him friend requests on all his social media, and he didn’t think much about that either. It was all casual, right? Just the normal people stuff.

Every week, she’d find him in the library or some cafeteria, saying hi and asking about his days. Sebastian knew she liked him; it was clear from how she blushed at his jokes or got upset when he left after their unplanned hangouts. But he never imagined that what he saw as friendly interest was actually a crazy obsession.

Sebastian finished his studies—all the while ignoring Harper at every chance he could—thinking that once he was out of the uni, he wouldn’t have to deal with her crazy ass anymore. But my God, was he wrong.

He leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples, trying to find the right words. “She showed up out of nowhere, took Chloe hostage, and tried to force me to be with her while threatening to harm my daughter.”

The anger that surged through his veins at the mere thought of Chloe being in danger felt like hot lava coursing through him. He could have killed her, no doubt, if the guards hadn’t intervened, and the ambulance hadn’t taken her away after she was shot in the leg by one of his bodyguards.

To say Chloe was petrified would be an understatement. She trembled during the entire ride back home and even refused to let Sebastian leave her side until she fell asleep. Sebastian had seen his daughter at her weakest, but this fear in her tiny eyes made him feel like he was a parent incapable of protecting her.

If not for that unknown girl who showed up right on time and saved the day for the father-daughter duo, he wasn’t sure how he would have handled the situation.

Too bad, he never got the chance to thank her for the courage she showed that night. By the time he comforted his crying and terrified daughter, the girl had vanished, leaving no trace in the wind.

“Are you serious?” Morwenna gasped, unable to hide her shock. “Chloe must be traumatized.”

Sebastian’s gaze hardened. “I’ll never forgive that woman.”

“Neither can I,” she shook her head, standing up and pacing the room. “This is ridiculous. Why can’t her family handle her like she needs to be handled? She has some serious problems, but all her family does is make excuses for her behavior. I’m fed up with her madness, Seb. She has clearly crossed all lines this time. You can’t let her go. You just can’t.”

“Trust me, I’m not about to let it slide this time,” he leaned back in his chair, his dark-as-soot gaze determined. “Harper and her family’s gonna pay.” She should have known better than to lay her hands on his daughter.

Just then, his phone rang and broke the thick tension a little. Sebastian let out a sigh and answered. His brows furrowed as he leaned forward, carefully listening to what the person on the other side of the line had to say.

“Are you sure about that?” he asked, a slight lift at the corner of his mouth. “Good. This is good. Text me the details right away.”

He disconnected the call, only to find Morwenna leaning on the table, looking amused at his sudden relief. “Good news?”

He smiled handsomely. “Very.”

He stood up from the chair, all six feet and four inches of his height, and grabbed his suit jacket from the back. Morwenna followed him out of his office, stepping into the elevator and looking as curious as ever. When she couldn’t take his silence anymore, she ended up asking.

“Are you seriously going to make me beg?” She playfully rolled her eyes. “Just tell me already.”

Sebastian chuckled but kept his lips sealed. After hours of searching for that savior girl, his men had finally pinned down the diner where she worked. But as much as he trusted Morwenna, words still got around. And if there was anything he had learned from his past, it was to keep his mysteries close to his chest – well, until he was ready to share them with the world, that is.