FORBIDDEN

Chapter four

Jasmine

I was so nervous and I didn’t know why. I only visited Sebastian twice and that’s because he always comes home during the weekends. So there was almost no need to go visit him.

His house was huge with just a few guards. He always mentioned that he didn’t have a live-in maid. They all came in the morning attended to their chores and left immediately. So I was all alone in the big house.

I took my things upstairs to the room he described as mine accompanied with an order not to enter his room via a text. It was a next to a room which I prayed earnestly not to be his room.

Our house was big and beautiful,but it was nothing compared to what I was seeing here.

The furnishing, interior, everything screamed luxury.

I texted Jake to tell him I had arrived, and he texted back. Although he was quite sad and disappointed about the distance between us, we promised to keep in touch and meet once weekly in school.

“I’ll have to come up with other opportunities for us to meet even here… probably when Sebastian is not around. Jake knows about the issues with Sebastian

and he supports it praising him for being a protective brother, always assuring me everything is going to be fine.

“I’m certain he wouldn’t always be at home. He should have parties, go on business trips, visit and so on.

I didn’t know when I slept off, but I woke up hungry. I hurried to the bathroom and freshened up. I quickly slid into my casual shorts and crop top and rushed to the kitchen.

It was already past seven in the evening and I knew Sebastian would be home at any moment. I don’t intend to see him when he returns.

Okay, okay, maybe I’ll just say a quick ‘hi’ to him as curtesy demands since I just arrived at his house but that would be all.

And I’d say ‘hi’ to him peeping from my room just before he enter his.

Perfect!!

‘Be fast, hurry up!’ I told myself as I prepared the quickest meal I could lay my hands on- omelette and toasted bread. I didn’t want to be caught by my step brother.

Just as I finished arranging my meal on a server, I hurried to the refrigerator to get some juice when the door to the kitchen opened revealing a certain tall, broad-shouldered, deep, green-eyed figure I didn’t wish to see just yet.

Sebastian.

A gasp escaped my lips as I flinched, making the juice I had poured into a glass drop from my hand with a shattering sound.

My heart raced uncontrollably when we locked gazes. My throat went instantly dry.

How did I go from loving my step brother to dreading him? I used to be so close to him but right now, it felt as if we were strangers.

“Hii…Sebastian?”