Page 110 of Wild Tangled Hearts

I take a step back, my body trembling, and then another. My head spins, and I can’t make sense of the scene before me. I feel like a fool, a pawn in some messed-up game.

He calls after me, but I can’t bear to hear his excuses or explanations. I turn and flee, the weight of my emotions too much to bear.

Reaching the elevator, I jab at the button frantically. It opens and I step inside, my chest constricting as I see Sebastian racing towards me as the doors slide shut. I struggle to breathe, feeling my world crumbling around me.

When it finally reaches the lobby, I burst out and sprint towards the exit. The cool air outside hits me like a slap in the face, my breaths coming in ragged gasps.

I fumble with my keys, trembling hands making it difficult to unlock my car.

From the corner of my eye, I see Sebastian, shirt unbuttoned and barefoot, desperation in his eyes.

“Bella, stop,” his voice is rough.

As I open the car door, he reaches me, pushing it shut. He places his hands on either side of me, his breathing harsh, nostrils flaring, eyes frantically searching my face. “Listen to me—”

“No. No more lies, Sebastian.” I shake my head, my voice trembling, as tears blur my vision, threatening to spill over. “Just let me go.”

Sebastian’s grip loosens, but he doesn’t release me. “I know how bad this looks, but I promise you, it isn’t what you think. Come back to the apartment and let me explain.”

My heart aches, torn between the love I feel for him and the overwhelming sense of betrayal. And I don’t know what to do. I’m not sure I can survive any more lies.

Reader’s Choice:

What should Bella do next?

Hope that maybe there’s a reasonable explanation. Go back to his apartment and let him explain. Turn to this page.

There’s nothing he can say to justify him being shirtless with another woman. It’s over! Leave and go home. Turn to this page.

Chapter48

Sebastian

A SUITE ESCAPE

The moment the plane touches down at JFK Airport, I can barely contain my excitement.

We grab our luggage and then step into a waiting limousine. It's hard for me to tear my eyes away from the window as we drive through the bustling streets of the city, taking in the iconic skyline and the sea of yellow and green taxis.

When we arrive at the hotel, I’m blown away by the grandeur. It’s like stepping into a fairytale.

“Welcome to The Ritz-Carlton,” a receptionist greets us at the front desk.

As Sebastian completes the check-in process, I glance around at the walls decorated with elegant and timeless artwork, the luxurious seating areas, and the gleaming marble floors.

“Ready?” he asks, smiling down at me.

“This place is incredible.”

He leans in and whispers, “Wait until you see the bedroom.”

I grin, my heart fluttering with a mixture of anticipation and delight. Sebastian’s teasing only adds to my excitement.

The Suite is even more magnificent than I could have ever imagined. It’s as if we’ve stepped into a world of lavish comfort and timeless elegance. My eyes dart around the room, taking in every exquisite detail. It’s a symphony of luxury, with tasteful furnishings and elegant decor.

Overwhelmed with emotion, I turn to Sebastian. “This is beyond anything I could have imagined.”

He chuckles softly. “I’m glad you’re with me.”

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