Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Sasha was stunned by the bombshell Solomon had just dropped regarding his past. It seemed like something straight out of a drama; a chance encounter had reunited two long-lost friends once more.

The evidence he had shown her made it nigh impossible to deny his words.

Sasha took a sip of coffee to calm herself down.

Just then, the doors to the café were slammed open. Shocked, Sasha turned around.

She had not even figured out what was going on when she found herself dragged roughly from her seat by a man.

“Ah!” She screamed in pain.

Solomon, who was seated opposite her, stood up immediately and confronted the man. “Sebastian, what the h*ll are you doing?”

“Shut the f*ck up! I’ll blow your brains out if you say one more word!”

Sebastian was the absolute picture of a madman. To the café-goers’ shock, he pulled out a gun and aimed it at Solomon’s head.

Everyone paled in fear, including Solomon, who stood stock-still, allowing Sebastian to lead Sasha away without further protest.

Well, other than Sasha herself. “What are you doing? Sebastian, let me go! You’re hurting me!” She pleaded frightfully.

seen him

this twice, though we were kids back then. Her memory of his monstrous behavior back then only added to her fear,

is he trying to do? Is

out. Listen

he dragged her to his car. Opening

she fell into

What on earth is

a sitting position, she banged on the car windows and shouted, “Sebastian, what are you doing?

captor boarded the car wordlessly

had a bad feeling about how things were about

hour later, the car stopped in front of their hotel. Sebastian dragged her out of the vehicle and took the lift to the top floor. Kicking open the door, he shoved her unceremoniously into the penthouse

ok?” Sasha was near-tears when she eked out her

her to the

overcome with pain and

was yet to

only watch as Sebastian ripped off his shirt and tie, approaching the bed like a predator

Is fooling around with two men the only way you’ll feel satisfied? Well, let’s see how

yanking on her blouse collar. His bloodshot eyes bored into Sasha, emanating a kaleidoscope of emotions ranging from lust to

by his actions, the