Billionaire Temptations: Rich, Ruthless & Obsessed

Chapter 30

Chapter Thirty

THREE MONTHS LATER

Sebastian

The past three months with Chloe had been the best three months of my entire life. I took her to Hawaii for a week to celebrate her birthday properly. It was just the two of us sipping drinks, lying on the beach, having sinful amounts of sex, and exploring the beautiful sights Hawaii had to offer. We took turns staying at each other’s apartments. I had some of my things at her place, and she had some of her things at mine. Life couldn’t be better. When she wasn’t around, I felt empty inside. I missed her every single minute of the day she wasn’t with me.

While I was sitting in my office, Damien walked in.

“Take a look at this and tell me if you think this would be a wise investment.” He handed me a manila folder and took a seat across from me.

As I was reviewing the contents inside, Damien spoke, “Things seem to be going pretty good with you and Chloe.”

“Yeah. They are.” I smiled as I looked up at him.

“Have you told her that you love her yet?”

I arched my brow at him, wondering why he was asking.

“No. Why?”

“Just wondering.” He shrugged. “Has she told you?”

“Yeah. She’s said it a few times.”

“And how do you respond?”

“I give her a smile and say, ‘me too.’”

He rolled his eyes. “Come on, Sebastian. Really?”

“I don’t need to say it. She knows I do.”

“Obviously, you need a lesson in Romance 101. If you love someone, you want to tell her every day. I tell Lina that I love her all the time. Women need to hear those words. It validates the relationship.”

“That’s you. I’m just not comfortable saying it, and our relationship doesn’t need validation.”

“And how long do you think Chloe will accept that? What if something happened to her, and you never told her you loved her?”

I sighed. “Enough talk about Chloe and me, Damien. This company has potential, but I need more information.” I handed him back the file.

He took it from me and got up from his seat. “Sorry, Sebastian. I just think Chloe is the best thing that’s happened to you, and you need to make sure you hang on to her.” He walked out of my office.

I did love her, and she knew it, or at least I thought she did, but I found it hard to say the words. Not because I didn’t love her but because I had never spoken those words to anyone before. Were they really necessary? Just like having a piece of paper to validate your relationship or commitment to each other? Picking up my phone, I sent her a text message.

“Hi. I was just sitting here thinking about you.”

“Hey, you. I’m thinking about you too. I miss you.”

“I miss you more, baby. I’ll see you later.”

“Can’t wait. I love you.”

“Me too.”

I sighed as I stared at the last words I sent her. Why was it so hard for me to tell her?

Chloe

“Is that Loverboy?” Sienna asked as we sat and ate lunch.

“Yes.” I grinned.

“Has he said the big ‘L’ word yet?”

“No. Whenever I tell him that I love him, he always replies with ‘me too.’ It’s really starting to bother me a little.”

“Tell his dumb ass that.” She took a bite of her salad.

Waving my hand in front of my face, I spoke, “Nah. I don’t want to start a fight or anything. He’ll eventually come around and tell me.”

“What? Did you just hear yourself? The two of you are in a hot and heavy relationship. He’s taken you on trips, given you expensive jewelry, and you have sex twice a day.”

“Sometimes three.” I held up three fingers.

“The point is, Chloe, he should have said it by now.”

“He will.” I smiled. “When the time is right.”

“You are too forgiving of a person.”

After finishing lunch, Sienna went back to work, and I headed to the art gallery. Climbing out of the cab, I saw Willie walking down the street.

“Hey, Willie,” I yelled and gave him a wave.

He stopped and waited for me.

“Hey, Chloe.” He coughed.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah. Just a little cold, nothing to worry about.” He coughed again.

“Okay. You better take care of yourself. I’ll stop by and see you soon. I have to get back to work.” I smiled.

I couldn’t stop thinking about Willie and how he didn’t look so good. After work, I ran to the drugstore and picked up some cough drops, a few bottles of water, and some cold medicine.

“I bought you some medicine, Willie.” I held up the plastic bag as he sat up against the brick wall in the alley.

“Chloe, you didn’t have to do that.”

“Don’t be silly. You’re not feeling well and need to take care of yourself. I also picked up your favorite candy bar.”

“You’re too good to me. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. I have to go. Sebastian and I are going out, and I have to get home and change.”

“It makes me happy to see you so happy.” He smiled.

“I am happy. See you later, Willie.” I waved.

Eli pulled up, and Sebastian climbed out of the limo as I walked up to my building.

“Are you just getting home?” he asked as he gave me a kiss.

“Yeah. After work, I stopped by the drugstore and picked up some cold medicine for Willie. He’s not feeling well.”

“Ah. That was nice of you.”

“It won’t take me long to change. If you can behave yourself, I may even let you watch.” I grinned as I grabbed his tie, and he followed behind.

“Oh, I’m going to watch, but I can’t guarantee that I’ll behave. I can’t seem to do that when I’m around you.”

After a nice dinner and a bottle of wine, we headed back to Sebastian’s penthouse. Lying in bed, his arms held me as my head lay on his muscular chest. This was where I belonged.

“Hey, Sebastian,” I spoke as I stroked his chest.

“Hmm?” he spoke.

“I love you.”

There was silence for a moment, and I thought he was surely mustering up the courage to say it back.

“Me too, baby.” He kissed the top of my head. “Now get some sleep.”

A tiny piece of my heart broke when I heard him say that. Was I expecting too much from him too soon? Maybe I shouldn’t have been so free to tell him that I loved him when I did. I’d never forget the look on his face. We were in Hawaii, and we had dinner on the beach. The sun was setting, and it was a magical moment, one of those moments that take your breath away. It was romantic, and I got caught up in the scenery. But it was a moment that I would never regret. Telling him that I loved him made me incredibly happy. I wanted him to know because he had never been loved his whole life. But the more I said it, the deeper the cut in my soul became because he couldn’t bring himself to say it back. Closing my eyes, I tried to push it out of my mind. Tomorrow was a new day, and maybe, just maybe, it would be the day that he would tell me that he loved me too.