Kylie’s P. O. V
I was anticipating the boiling soup to burn my face but it never touched me. When I opened my eyes I met with the dazzling eyes of Sebastian. He was standing in front of me using his broad back as a shield. I could see smoke rising from his back. Oh no! The soup might have burnt his back, it was boiling hot.
“Are you hurt?” he asked through his gritting teeth. I nodded my head but was concerned for him. So I couldn’t stop myself from asking.
“Your back, you should go to the hospital before it gets blisters,” I said and walked over to him to take a look but my eyes met with Samantha’s who was standing there dumbfounded. Seeing me unharmed, she came back to her senses and rushed to Sebastian.
“Sebastian, honey, I’m so sorry the soup bowl was so hot that it slipped my hand. Are you okay? Let me take you to the hospital,” she said in panic. I just scoffed at her drama. Even in this situation, she wasn’t ready to show her true self to Sebastian.
“No need, my secretary will take me there but before that, make sure to test the soup temperature,” he said looking at Paul. There was something amiss in his order.
“Will be taken care of boss,” Paul replied as if they were talking in some code language.
“Miss Johnsons, shall we?” Sebastian indicated the exit, I nodded and followed behind him. His suit jacket was a total mess and wet from behind.
“Sh-shouldn’t you take off your jacket?” I blurted out when we reached his car. He paused for a moment, then removed his jacket and threw it in the nearby trashcan. We got inside the car. As soon as we settled down inside the car, the driver passed me a first aid box. At first, I was lost as to why would he give me the first aid box but then I saw Sebastian removing his shirt. Then it struck me, and I hastily opened the box.
I picked up a cotton swab and burn cream; by then Sebastian was already half-naked without his shirt, showing his perfectly sculpted body. He turned over revealing his back to me. I inhaled a sharp breath seeing the red marks. Though his suit jacket and shirt prevented the hot soup a lot it still burned a big area of his back. Small blisters were forming there.
With shaky hands, I finished applying the cream and covered the wounds with bandages. The he put on a brand new white shirt. I guess he had a spare shirt and jacket in his car beforehand. I wanted to ask him to see a doctor when my phone rang. It was a call from Peter. So I picked it up.
“Hello, Kylie, do you know where Mr. Smith is? The executives from the Muller group had been waiting for him for one hour and left. I don’t know what to do. They seemed very offended. What should I do now?” he kept talking without giving me any chance to talk. I watched Sebastian from the corner of my eyes. He should be in his meeting now but why was he in the restaurant?
“Call them and apologize on behalf of the company. Inform them that Mr. Smith had an accident so couldn’t reach in the meeting. Reschedule the meeting for next week,” I instructed him on details about how to reschedule the other meetings then ended the call.
“You didn’t attend the meeting, the executives left offended,” I told him but he was unaffected. So I gathered all my courage and asked him the questions that were running in my head.
“Why were you in the restaurant? You didn’t have any appointments there. And why did you save me from Samantha’s attack? The burn could be bad,” I watched him turning his gaze towards me. His eyes were blood red. He pulled my hand hard and made me sit in his lap with force. I wanted to yell at him but all my words were sucked out by him. He kissed me hungrily, placing his left hand behind my head so that I couldn’t move my head. His other hand was forcefully holding me in place. I kept pushing him but it was to no avail. He was way stronger than me.
Slowly my body gave up at his tempting kiss and I started to kiss him back. I don’t know how much time had passed but I was out of breath. He then stopped kissing and placed his lips on the crook of my neck.
“No one has the authority to hurt my woman but me. So next time when someone bullies you, hurt them back. Don’t let anyone hurt you. Or you can call me and I will take care of it for you,” he whispered against my skin. Sending chills down my spine. I felt butterflies flying inside my belly.
“Are you saying I could fight back to Samantha? Didn’t you punish me last time for slapping her?” I asked raising a brow. I was a bit moved by his words earlier. Was he so concerned for me because he had feelings for me?
“You weren’t my woman before but now, you are my property. So you cannot let anyone bully you. That’s offensive to me. And don’t overthink that I have feelings for you. You are my pet, I paid ten million dollars for your pretty face. If it is burned then I won’t be enjoying my sex with you. It will be a bad investment for me,” he said with his sinister smirk making all my fantasies disappear. I wanted to get down from his lap but his hands on my waist were holding me in my place.
“Leave the car,” he commanded his hungry eyes never leaving mine. The car came to a halt abruptly. I heard the sound of the driver’s side door opening and then closing. So he ordered the driver but not me? He pushed my skirt up to my waist urgently and made me straddle him in a swift flip. Was he going to do it in the car?