Elizabeth’s POV
“f**k!" I cursed. " I’m almost late for class,” I added, springing up from bed.
I snatched my dress from the hanger. Sebastian had it dry-cleaned, and my bag was dried as well.
In no time I was done and ready to leave.
“Aren't you waiting for breakfast?” Sebastian inquired, his voice smooth and rich, the moment I stepped out of my room.
He stood there, impeccably dressed and exuding an air of confidence, ready to take on the day. I couldn’t help but take a moment to admire him; he looked utterly divine. The scent of his cologne wafted through the air, both intoxicating and inviting, as his neck seemed to beckon me to lean in closer and steal a kiss.
I shook my head firmly. “No, I don't have time.” With that, I turned on my heel and strode away, not daring to glance ba
