30- Important Talks

'He heard my voice. He heard it for the first time…" ****** The next day, I felt heavy breaths on my neck. My small body was clasped in large arms, holding me near his heart. Opening my eyes slowly, I looked up at the man who embraced me all night to dispel my fear. Knowing all too well that he is my greatest fear. I don't know if he will be the same as last night or not. Though I wanted him too and I don't know myself. What took over me that I blurted those nonsense talks? But it feels light after taking out the talks that were crushing me constantly. I felt relieved. Him being a light sleep, woke up when I shifted a little to leave his arms and sit up. I gasped and moved back when he groaned and opened his eyes slowly. I was afraid that he might have forgotten what happened and now nothing but his amusement matters anymore and we were back to the point I tried to run from. 'What?" He asked, looking at me with his sleepy eyes, exhausted clearly. 'D-Did I wake you up?" I asked, maintaining a fair distance from him as he didn't respond and looked at the time. 'It's too early, let's go back to sleep." He yawned, opening his arm again for me to lay down again. I was hesitant, I felt frozen to sleep in his arms in all my senses. He noticed my hesitation and thankfully didn't force me to lay and removed it, shifted to his side and covered his face with his hands. Not making a further talk, I climbed under the covers and moved to my side, clutching the sheet, feeling my heartbeats becoming wild. The more I thought about last night, the more it was perturbing me. I was worried. I was distressed. 'Did I make the right choice? He won't take advantage of my vulnerable state, right?' But thankfully to drag me out from those thoughts, tiredness washed over me and I fell asleep again. I finally woke up after sinking into the momentary tranquility and stretched my arms when the bright light of our room was on. Yawning, I looked on the other side and it was empty. Looking up, I saw Sebastian getting ready for work. He was buttoning his usual black shirt, wearing his waistcoat and rolled his sleeves to the elbow until he noticed me being awake. Stopping for a second, he turned to me. Making my breath hitch, 'M-Morning.." Stammering, I clutched the sheets as my heart thumped when he walked up to me, standing right in front of me with his dominant posture. He contemplated my form and sighed, asking nonchalantly, 'How are you feeling?" 'F-Fine." I stuttered, curling my toes by anxiety under his piercingly mysterious gaze. 'Hmm. I am going to work. You and I need to talk when I will be back, okay?" His strict tone came, drying my throat to think what it would be. 'Okay…" I replied innocently, making a disquiet face but he ignored it and left me all alone in my worrisome thoughts. After he left, I relaxed myself, pushing my hairs back, 'What the hell was I thinking?" Whispering, I put my hand on my heart, sensing how rapidly it was beating. I don't know what I ended up doing but I must not tangle myself with his darkness. It's dangerous and I doubt I could bear the weight of it. I can't do this. Taking a deep breath, I got out of the bed, freshened up, hoping to empty my mind from those unwanted and terrible thoughts, walking out of the room. With a tired face, I was waiting for my breakfast in the dining hall until Mrs Stellios came, rushing to my side. 'Oh, Eileen, I am so sorry, I took sleeping pills. I-I don't know when you left. Are you okay, Dear?" She asked hastily, checking if I had any bruises or not. 'I am fine. We just talked." I whispered, stopping her from checking my body to which she blinked, confused. 'What?" 'Nothing happened." I sighed, turning my attention to my food which was served. She thought she heard wrong, she was flabbergasted but I expected this reason. He is not like this with anyone else too. In fact, I am the first person whose voice he was able to hear. 'You do realize you are the first person who fought with him and still unharmed, right?" She asked, checking me out from top to bottom, stunned. 'I do. I guess my dread compensates for any physical abuse." I mumbled, having no other explanation for it. My fright was enough to satisfy him. But, for how long will it? 'Anyways, I am relieved that you are okay." She sighed, patting my head. 'Can I ask you something?" I asked, glancing from my shoulder. 'Yes?" She smiled, motioning me to continue. 'Why do you want to help me? Why are you so good to me?" I asked as I stopped eating and turned to her. 'Because we don't involve ourselves with innocents and he trapped one. I know my son and I only feel sympathy for being tied with him." She sighed, lowering her gaze sadly. 'Why didn't you stop the wedding then?" I asked exasperatedly. 'Because we weren't allowed to enter. He didn't let anyone from his family come so they won't tell you who he is." She spoke, astonishing me. My eyes widened, realizing he lied that they were busy and out of the country. That's why he kept the news about the wedding minimum. I remained silent, unable to keep the conversation and focused on the food. Not wanting to talk and know something unbearable too. 'Anyways, we are leaving. You take care of yourself." She blessed me and left with Mr Stellios, leaving me alone in this gigantic palace to ponder what possibly Sebastian wanted to talk about. My throat dried by thinking but shutting my eyes, I tried to divert my mind by calling Papa and talking with him. Also, telling Sofia to not bring the pills anymore. I buried this matter by my mental breakdown somehow or else Sebastian would have ripped the answer from my throat to know who dared to help me in this matter. I wouldn't be able to see her again. Time passed painfully slow, I was anxiously waiting, pacing around the room back and forth. 'How could you be so stupid, mate? Why do you have to do what pisses him off? Why do you love bringing yourself troubles?" I was scolding myself for my actions. Holding my forehead, pacing hurriedly as Sebastian entered nonchalantly and I stumbled on my steps when he entered the room out of nowhere. I was almost fell by his sudden presence which amplified my heart rates immensely. I tripped but he held my arm, preventing me from falling, making me stand. 'What?" He asked, furrowing his brows, oblivious. 'N-Nothing." Shaking my head instantly, I moved back, keeping my distance. If he had forgotten then I am not going to remind him. He gave me a weird look, bewildered at my demeanor but sliding it, he didn't pay attention to it and went to the bathroom to freshen up. We had dinner, I could feel my sensations overflowing with apprehension, drying my throat but he kept his usual stoic expression plastered on his face. After dinner, I deliberately took time, had tea, watched TV to divert my thoughts before going back to the room, hoping he'd be asleep by now. But, when I entered, I saw him sitting on the couch, using his phone casually but stopped when he saw me entering. I don't know why but I cannot relax in his presence anymore. Nothing feels safe.. Nothing feels beautiful.