120 Second Chance

Sebastian’s POV

The shock in her eyes only tells me how much I have been ignoring her, how much I have taken her for granted, and how much she has been suffering for so long, that such a simple idea is surprising to her.

She glares at me, but her foggy eyes make her glare less fierce, more pitiful like a wronged kitten. Her fragile look tickles me, along with her steaming red cheeks.

I don’t want to see pain in her eyes, never again. I just want to wipe them off her eyes, in any way I can.

tilt my head, reaching for a kiss.

“If you dare–” Scar hisses at me angrily, her claw reaching for my face. I catch her tender wrist easily, whispering in her ear: “She’s watching, no?”

hesitates, her watery deer eyes dart to the door, and I take my chance and land my lips gently on her swan

kiss, yet the sweetest

a butterfly grabs on a flower. It’s stealing

enough!” Scar suddenly pushes me, and I have to

follow her push to give room between us, but not all the way. I search for her eyes and she dodges with frustration. Is it me

trying to get rid of me for

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her chin before her machine–gun–like lips can finish the

up outside of your office crying, and

you wanted me home?” Scar narrows her eyes, starting another

want to do is to stop her nasty little bullets with

like you have been there,” I curve my lips leisurely,

“This is your way of blackmailing another divorce out of me? Divorce or going home with you? Nice

yourself to the lair of your enemies all alone, with kicking the hornet’s nest being your first move?” I click my tongue, frowning at the

all the time, and when it comes to people who would really do her harm, her

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