Chapter 77
After confirming that Ash knew exactly where Darren's orphanage was, he dismissed everyone from his office.
"Zeno..." Sebastian called Zeno who was about to leave his office.
Nicholas was walking behind Zeno, and when Sebastian called him, he knew it was because of what he'd done earlier, he knew it was too good to be true that Sebastian would just let a disrespect slide like that.
Zeno heard Sebastian call his name and felt his heart skip a beat. He turned and saw Nicholas standing in his way.
Nicholas stared at Zeno and smiled. "I don't want to meddle, but if you don't want to speak with him, I can talk to him," Nicholas said with a smile.
Zeno looked over Nicholas' shoulder and found Sebastian's mysterious grey eyes staring deeply at him.
"No need, Nick, he's my boss, I have to listen to him," Zeno replied.
"Come here," Sebastian's deep voice rang out from behind his table.
Nicholas felt a cold, unfeeling vibe from Sebastian's order, while Zeno felt a hot and sexy domineering vibe from it.
Nicholas nodded, "I'll wait out, then. I have a present for you," He held Zeno's arm for a second before he sidestepped him and walked out the door.
"Lock the door, Zeno," Sebastian commanded from his chair.
Zeno couldn't help the tingly feeling that washed over his body by that single order from Sebastian.
He didn't turn away from Sebastian; he simply stepped backward and put his hand behind him, effortlessly finding the lock and locking it, his eyes still glued to Sebastian's.
After locking the door he stood there, unsure of what to do. He was also looking for an opportunity to thank Sebastian for taking care of him that night, but now that he was alone with him, he was lost for words.
Sebastian stood from his chair and started walking toward Zeno in slow but steady strides.
Each step made Zeno's heart skip uncontrollably, Sebastian's height towered over him as he neared him.
Sebastian reached Zeno's front, the front of their shoes touching, he placed one hand into his pocket and stared hard at Zeno.
"You're getting bolder..." Sebastian said in a quiet voice.
Zeno bit his lips and shook his head. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-"
"I liked it," Sebastian interrupted.
Zeno raised his brows, "You did?" He questioned.
Sebastian shrugged, "Never apologize for speaking your mind with me, Zeno," He stepped one of his legs between Zeno's feet, his face very close to Zeno's now, his shoulder touching his chest.
"I can't do that," Zeno replied.
Sebastian frowned, "Why?"
"You're my boss, it was wrong of me to speak out of place," He replied.
"So, you're free with Nicholas because he's not your boss?" Sebastian asked.
"He's a friend...what I have with him is different from what I have with you," Zeno said, moving back and pressing his back against the door.
"Explain," Sebastian demanded and still moved toward him; he wasn't feeling like giving Zeno any physical space; his jealousy was making him want to glue Zeno to his side for the rest of the day.
He knew Nicholas was out in the living room waiting for Zeno to walk out so that he'd continue his annoying PDA with him.
Zeno shrugged, "Well, you know how it is between us...it's different with Nicholas. We're not bound by any contract or duty, our friendship is real, no hatred between us." He looked up at Sebastian's face as he explained.
Sebastian clenched his fists beside him, "So that's it?" He raised a brow.
Zeno looked confused.
"That's what?" He questioned.
"That's what is between us? Just a contract? Duty? And hatred?" Sebastian's voice was low as he asked.
Zeno saw pain flash through Sebastian's eyes but he might have been wrong because it was gone the next second.
He sighed and shook his head, "Contract? Yes. Duty? Yes. Hatred?" He slowly raised his hand to Sebastian's face and palmed the side of his face.
"I don't hate you, Sebastian..." Zeno whispered.
Sebastian felt his heart thud heavily inside his chest.
He was lost for words for a few seconds; everything Zeno said faded away in his ears except the last words he'd said.
His eyes darkened as placed his hand over Zeno's own on the side of his face. "You don't hate me?" Sebastian placed his other hand on the door beside Zeno's head, leaning his face down to Zeno's.
"I did..." Zeno paused, seeing how Sebastian's face fell with his reply, but he wasn't done.
"But I came to realize that that's how you treat everyone around you. It's not my business, but I know you've been hurt before; we've all been hurt by something or someone in the past, but it's how we deal with the pain that matters. Yours made you cold and bitter to everyone and it's something I can't control...it's not even in my place to control. Even though you hate me and I hated you, I don't see a reason why I should keep hating you; as long as I do my part of the contract and you do yours; I don't see reasons for me to hate you..." Zeno explained quietly.
Sebastian leaned his forehead gently against Zeno's; his hand on the door was lowered and placed around Zeno's waist, drawing him plush against himself.
"You think I hate you?" Sebastian whispered against Zeno's lips.
Zeno was feeling tingles all over his body; Sebastian was doing it again, making him want to believe things that weren't real and could never be real; his heart was beating rapidly as he faced Sebastian's deep eyes, staring right into his soul to search for the truth.
"I don't think you hate me... I know you ha-mmph..." Sebastian's lips covered Zeno's, interrupting him from finishing his words.
He kissed Zeno slowly, tightening his arm around his waist.
He didn't want to hear it from Zeno because he didn't want to reply if he'd let him say what he wanted to say.
He was still at war with himself; he was trying to really understand what was going on within him; he needed to be in control of his emotions before he spoke to Zeno about what he'd been feeling.
For now, he was just going to follow his instinct, which was telling him to claim Zeno, to make him his, to tell everyone to back off from him and to show him off to the whole world.
He kissed Zeno, tilting his head to the side to deepen the kiss. His mind was replaying how Nicholas had kissed Zeno's cheeks again, and he suddenly moved away from Zeno, holding his jaw and making him look up to look into his eyes.
Zeno licked his lips as he stared right back at Sebastian.
He was no kid, and he could identify emotions even without the other person speaking. Even though in most cases it might be wrong, but not always.
And what he was feeling from Sebastian made his extremes turn cold.
It was a hard possibility but becoming a reality would make everything different between them.
"You love me," Zeno said in the quietest voice he's ever spoken with.
Sebastian was taken aback for a few seconds before he scoffed softly.
His mind stopped processing for a while as he tried to find an accurate reply for Zeno.
He's been cornered.
"Don't get ahead of yourself, Zeno," Sebastian blinked, removing his eyes from Zeno but not letting his waist go.
Zeno smiled self-deprecatingly, "Of course, I'm sorry, that was dumb; you hate me after all," He tried to remove Sebastian's hand from his waist, but it tightened around him.
"Is there something else?" Zeno asked, staring up at him.
Sebastian nodded, "Nicholas."
Zeno frowned, "What about him?" He questioned.
"Don't let him kiss you anymore, I don't like it," Sebastian stated in a serious tone.
Zeno shook his head at him, he chuckled dryly before he replied, "It's none of your business who I kiss, Boss," His tone was cold.
He hoped Sebastian was hurting as he was.
He wondered why he always allowed himself to get fooled by Sebastian's emotional games; it was about time he woke up from his unrealistic dreams.
"You have no right to ask that of me," Zeno added.
Sebastian sighed, he leaned down his face again and whispered.
"Is me not liking it not enough reason for you?" He traced his thumb across Zeno's lips.
Zeno removed Sebastian's hand from his lips, "What you think about it is none of my business, the fact remains that your opinion doesn't matter in my personal life."
"Then..." Sebastian wrapped his second hand around Zeno and squarely hugged him plush against himself.
"What do I do to make my opinion matter to your personal life?" Sebastian's voice was husky beisde Zeno's ear.
Zeno felt his ribcage vibrate violently from his increased heart rate.
Did Sebastian know what he was asking? Zeno wasn't going to get ahead of himself this time.
He was going to go slow.
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