#23 The ruthless billionaire

Sebastian's POV
I was called the ruthless, hurtless, billionaire playboy, but I didn't give a fuck about all these titles. I was the most eligible bachelor in New York; all men loathed me, and all women wanted to have sex with me. Yet, I didn't care for any of this.
No one seemed to remember that two years ago, I was happily engaged and madly in love. But that was for the best; I didn't want anyone's pity or sympathy. I had survived; I found a way to stand up when fate threw me to Hell. I managed to keep breathing despite the billion pieces my heart had broken into.
Because she left me.
Because she died.
Because I couldn't save her.
One moment, I had everything one could ask, and the next, I was left with nothing but pain, sorrow, and despair. That's why I made a promise to myself not to fall for another woman ever again. Love was for the fools, and I had been fooled once, but it was enough for a lifetime. I couldn't stand going through all this pain ever again...
That's why I vowed to myself not to let another woman into my heart.
Yet fate had different plans for me. And that plan was none other than Evelyn Russell. The sexy, blonde woman that burst into my office that day and took my breath away. I had never desired any other woman like her in my whole life. And that's what drove me crazy because I couldn't afford to fall for her…
I fucked all these women in a desperate attempt to forget her bright blue eyes, her plump lips, and her perfect curves. But nothing seemed to satisfy that need inside me, that burning desire that grew stronger every time I saw her.
I was furious when she started hanging out with my brother. That fucker had withheld so much precious information and now was taking Evelyn away from me. The woman who I wanted nothing more than to claim as mine, yet I wasn't ever going to. Because my heart was already shattered, and I couldn't afford another heartbreak.
However, I had to find a way to get that blonde beauty out of my brain. A plan formed on my mind the moment I learned he wasn't with Nickolas. I had to find a way to seduce her but judging from her independent and professional demeanor, that'd be hard. I knew the effect I had on ladies, and Evelyn wasn't completely immune to my charms. She was good at hiding it, but she was jealous of all the women I fucked at my office.
My plan was simple, a trip to Greece, a way to seduce her, and one night with her. One night should have been enough to get her out of my mind, or so I thought.
It was easier than I imagined having her agree on that night. But it was the hardest thing to stop after one single night. Two weeks in Greece full of sex and passion weren't enough for me to get bored with her sweet kisses and luscious body, to satisfy my need for her.
During our stay in that beautiful country, I wasn't myself. The bright sun and the endless blue had cracked my shell and managed to slightly mend my broken heart. Because that man back in Greece was the same crazy in love Sebastian I hadn't seen since Liv died. I hadn't smiled genuinely during the past two years, I hadn't loved, I hadn't slept in the same bed with a woman.
I wasn't sure whether it was Evelyn or the magical effect of the Aegean Sea. Whatever it was, it must end. Because love means pain, and I had felt so much pain for a lifetime…
Therefore, that little affair had to end. Going back to our usual routine would be best for us both. Evelyn agreed without any protest. It seemed like all this was just a good fuck for her. But then again, that's what I'd asked for, hadn't I?
If only I knew how hard it'd be to get her out of my mind. To forget the taste of her lips, the way my body felt under her fingers, her sexy voice as she screamed my name every time I made her cum. I thought screwing other women could help me forget her, but no one was like her…
Evelyn seemed unfazed by my whores' daily parade. She didn't even bat an eyelid every time she saw one of the many women pass by her office.
I wasn't sure why I wanted to hurt her. Maybe deep inside me, I hoped she'd quit and go away. Why didn't I just fire her to save us both the trouble, then? The answer was quite simple, yet selfish; I didn't want her to leave me…
However, she was slipping away from me. She even started dating a red-haired man and had the guts to bring him into her office and kiss him in front of me. To say I was mad it'd have been an understatement. I couldn't stop thinking about her, and she was happily dating other men…
It wasn't my intention to hurt her when she stepped into my office while that brunette woman was sucking my dick. I wasn't even paying attention to the woman bent between my legs. My mind was back at this island; I kept thinking that I was thrusting my cock into Evelyn's tight hole. No woman had managed to please me after I had sex with Evelyn.
I saw her broken expression between my half-closed eyelids. I was briefly relieved since I wasn't the only one hurt by this situation. I was far away from admitting something like that, though. My eyes burst open, and I gazed at her sad blue eyes. I hurt her like she had done when she kissed that Scotch guy.
"Two can play this game, love," my subconscious mussed, as a smirk plastered on my lips.
Evelyn ran away, banging the door behind her. That unfortunately scared the brunette woman that kept sucking and licking my cock, resulting in her almost biting me.
"That's enough," I hissed, pulling my cock out of her mouth.
"But…" she complained, her lipstick smeared, and her hair dissolved.
"You may leave," I ordered her dismissively as I rushed to the joined bathroom to take care of my throbbing erection before attending the next meeting.
After the earlier incident, I was sure that Evelyn would hate my guts, yet, she was at the meeting standing tall and proud. Nickolas was sitting across her and sent a glare my way once I entered the room. I ignored them and focused on the presentation.
The idea was indeed lame, but I didn't expect Evelyn to laugh at them so openly. She practically ruined all their plans with just a few words, and she was damn right about every single thing she uttered. She was smart and had the guts to say her thoughts without any hesitation.
I fired these men, and I was that close to punching the bastard who had the audacity to insult Evelyn. She deserved more, and I was just holding her back. I could give her another position in the company and keep her close yet far from me. Maybe this would be the best solution for both of us.
I heard Nickolas calling Evelyn's name and turned around to look at her slim figure falling on the ground. I knew she had a heart condition, but I hadn't realized that something was wrong with her health. A pang of guilty pierced my chest; I was mainly accountable for her current state, considering how many things I'd ordered her to do.
I rushed to her side and kneeled beside her, trying to find her pulse.
"What on earth, Sebastian? Just stay away from her!" my brother scolded me.
"Seriously, Nick, she's unconscious, and you yell at me?" I retorted, glaring at him.
"She's pregnant, you idiot. Call an ambulance!" Nickolas exclaimed, and I turned to look at him with wide eyes.
"She's what?" I stammered, looking at him in shock.
"Evelyn is pregnant. She just told me…" Nickolas trailed off, trying to splash some water on her face.
She was pale and cold; her chest was barely moving up and down, and her pulse was weak.
"Did she tell you who the father is?" I managed to whisper.
My brother turned to look at me. He was the one shocked this time.
"Why do you care?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"Just answer me, dammit!"
"A man she met in Greece," Nickolas said, confirming my suspicions.
She was pregnant with my child, and I treated her like an asshole all this time.
"We have to move her. We can't just wait for the paramedics…" I ordered, trying to shut all the other thoughts out of my mind.
"Move her where, Sebastian? What's wrong with you?" my brother tried to reason with me.
I ignored him and lifted the unconscious woman in my arms, bridal style. Nick followed me closely as he pressed the elevator button repeatedly. I hadn't been in such agony for a long time. The ride in the elevator seemed unbearable to me. Thankfully the paramedics had arrived when we exited the building.
Nickolas briefed them on what happened as I tried to step into the ambulance with her.
"Sir, we'd rather come with your own car," one of the paramedics said, stopping me.
"I'm the father of her child. You can't just forbid me from…"
"Are you her husband?" the man cut me off.
"No, but…"
"Just follow us with your car," the man said dismissively, and Nic dragged me away from the scene.
I followed my brother to one of our company's cars. Nickolas put the alarm lights on, trying to keep up with the ambulance. We passed some traffic lights with red and violated the speed limit more than once.
"Evelyn is pregnant with your child?" Nick finally asked the question that had been troubling him for so long.
"Just drive faster…" I ordered him.
"Sebastian, for once, talk to me! Do you know how crucial this is?" the man yelled at me.
"You're the one not talking to me, brother," I hissed.
"What happened in Greece?"
"It's not your fucking business!"
"It will be if something bad happens to her…" the man threatened me.
I rolled my eyes at him and focused my attention on the road.
When we reached the hospital, Evelyn had already been taken into the examination room. We had no other choice than wait...
I was pacing back and forth, trying to find a solution to this situation. How could Evelyn not tell me the truth? Despite everything that happened between us, this baby was mine too. And most probably the only heir I'd ever have.
A tall woman with tan skin and almond-shaped brown eyes walked towards Nickolas and me.
"How is she, doctor?" Nick asked, his worry evident in his voice.
"I'm Dr. Sloan, Evelyn's cardiologist. Her blood pressure dropped. She must eat and rest properly. However, I doubt she followed our instructions…" the woman said, darting her eyes between my brother and me accusingly.
"Will she be okay? And what about the baby?" Nick kept shooting his questions.
"The obstetricians are still with her."
"Thank you, Dr. Sloan. Can we see her?"
"Only her relatives can. She needs to rest," the woman replied, giving us a professional smile.
The door opened once again, and a red-haired doctor came outside. I recognized him, as he was the same man that Evelyn kissed that day. He frowned upon seeing me, and I glared at him.
"Why is this man anywhere near Evelyn?" I asked, barely containing my temper.
"Dr. McWaters is one of Evelyn's obstetricians," the brown-haired woman replied, eyeing me perplexed.
"I don't think doctors are allowed to have romantic relationships with their patients," I hissed.
"Is there a problem, Mr. Leclair," the redhead asked, cocking an eyebrow at me.
"I don't want you anywhere near Evelyn Russell," I ordered, my voice void of any emotion.
"I'm afraid you don't have any right to decide this, Mr. Leclair. The last time I checked, you're not her husband, nor her relative. So, leave us to do our jobs," the man chuckled.
"I'm her baby's father," I shrugged, and I enjoyed the surprised expression plastered on his face.
"Mr. Leclair, Evelyn never mentioned something like this. Even if this is true, we must wait and have her consent," Dr. Sloan said, breaking the awkward silence.
"Dr. McWaters, is everything okay with the baby?" Nick asked impatiently.
"I'm not obliged to inform you," the man replied, still glaring at me. However, he earned a scowl from Dr. Sloan, so he was forced to continue. "The baby is fine, but the pregnancy won't be easy for her."
"Where is she now?" I asked through gritted teeth.
"She's been taken to one of the rooms in the clinic. We want to keep her under surveillance for the next twenty-four hours," Dr. Sloan replied.
"I want to see her," I demanded, turning to look at the cardiologist.
I'd do anything in my power to see her, and at that moment, no one could stop me…

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A.N. Thanks for reading! We finally have a glimpse into Sebastian's thoughts... Let me know your thoughts in the comments. Have a lovely weekend!!