Just a Simple Love Story by Kimberley Nunes (best historical fiction books of all time TXT) 📖

his mother hosted this charity ball every year in the Benz Company's name. The entire family, including all their extensions, friends and business partners were invited. I had swallowed hard thinking about the dimension of the entire event. My date had also informed me that it was held in a mansion on one of the Benz's private properties one hour away from here.

My doorbell resounded suddenly. I checked the time on my phone: it was 11:30 pm. Who is it at this time? I wrapped my bathrobe tighter around as I had just been wearing scarce shorts and a loosely fitting nightshirt. Pressing the intercom my jaw dropped. I simply opened the main door and stood there, while resting my hand on the doorknob. As soon as I heard a soft, but firm knock I swung my apartment door wide open catching sight of a bewildered Sebastian in mid-action. We stood there in silence before the raven-haired god entered my home, shutting the door behind him. It all seemed to take place in slow motion. He finally faced me cracking one of his signature smirks. The young Benz eyed me from head to toe and nodded.

"I surely approve of this getup" he mused waving his hand in front of me.

Not sure how to response to this I shook my head: "What are you doing here?"

"Wow," he pursed his lips, "and I thought you would be happy to see me."

"No, I don't mean it like that" I tried to rearrange my words. "What I meant is, weren't you supposed to return tomorrow morning?"

He shrugged once walking off to my living room.

"I wrapped up the deal earlier" Sebastian said while sitting himself down.

Was it my imagination, or did that guy turn even more attractive over this past week? He looked around the room lifting the book I had been reading before. I stood in the doorway for a while, devouring his beautiful sight. He had been wearing blue sneakers, a tight blue jeans, a white shirt and a black leather jacket to top it all. It's surely the leather jacket that's making him look so... so what? I tried thinking about a fitting word.

"Are you planning on standing there forever?" his stern voice asked, pulling me out of my daze.

"Well, I was just wondering..." I didn't finish my sentence.

"About?" he persisted.

"Forget it" I shook my head.

He frowned for a second before sighing: "Where's the tea you offered me the last time?"

My cheeks turned red at his question, which amused him. I turned on my heel heading for the kitchen. Putting on the water kettle I prepared two cups, the sugar and milk, different tealeaves and two teaspoons. I carried the tray and the hot water to the living room onto the low coffee table in front of my guest, making sure my loose nightshirt didn't slip out of position.

"Rose tea?" I asked kneeling down opposite him preparing the tea.

Sebastian's intense gaze focused thoroughly on me: "Sure."

"Sugar?"

"Two spoons."

"Milk?"

"Hm" I looked up.

"Does it taste better with or without milk?" his voice turned smooth and as sweet as honey.

Unintentionally, I licked my lips: "I... I prefer it... without... without milk."

I felt this sensation all over again deep in my lower body, while my lips went dry. His devilish smile didn't make it any better.

"Then, no milk for me" his silky voice decided.

I nodded with a pouncing heart. Before preparing my own share I handed him his cup. Our hands brushed lightly. But even this was enough to send sparks through my entire body. Shit, this isn't good. Why did I act like some teenager driven by her hormones? I picked my cup from the table and went over to the sofa Sebastian was sitting, taking a seat next to him, turning around, so I could face him and pulling my knees to my chest, while resting the hot cup on my kneecap. My opposite faced me by tucking one leg under the other and resting his arm along the backrest, playing with my hair. I took the hot tea in both my hands, warming them.

"Sebastian?" I finally broke the silence.

His eyes locked onto mine.

"Hmm?"

"Can I ask you something?" my voice was low, as I averted my eyes and started picking imaginary fluffs from my bare legs.

"Spit it out" the Benz demanded while cautiously sipping the steaming hot tea.

"Um... there's this one thing... or rather someone" I stuttered not knowing how to phrase my sentence.

"Someone?" he arched a brow when I swiftly glanced at him.

"Well, on Friday" I started, "when you took me out for dinner. There was this couple. And that woman..."

The hand playing with my hair froze in its motion and his flirty and easy expression turned into stone. I swallowed hard. Acting as if I hadn't noticed the change in his body language I went on: "Sylvia was her name... You guys seemed to know each other."

The clear surface of my tea looked way more interesting at this second, I couldn't take my eyes off it. Seconds and minutes ticked by, the silence making me feel more and more nervous.

"You don't need to... to explain, I mean" I couldn't bare it.

"I know her since primary school" Sebastian's monotone and lifeless voice suddenly stated. "She and Neil were my best friends. We did everything together through to high school."

He paused and his knuckles turned white as he gripped the cup tighter. I noted the 'were my best friends'. So something happened.

"What happened in high school?" I whispered.

"I started dating her" he coldly exclaimed.

My eyes widened. Of course, both of us were old enough to have had previous relationships. I did as well. The young Benz's eyes seemed far away. I wasn't sure whether he would keep going on.

"Things seemed to be going well" his voice was ice cold. "At least at that time. Even when in university we remained together. During my fifth semester I decided on studying abroad for six months."

His brows furrowed.

"After returning everything seemed the way it used to be. She was still my girlfriend, Neil still my best friend. Things went smoothly and after graduation I proposed to her."

Wow! I hadn't expected this! Anger crossed Sebastian's face.

"Did she... reject your proposal?" I inquired carefully.

He shook his head: "No, of course not. We officially announced our engagement before I left for some special training, as I could only join the Benz Company after finishing it. I returned home two days earlier without informing her, planning on making it a surprise. Well, guess what. Rather than me surprising her, I was blown off my feet."

He ground his teeth and his eyes snapped from their daze. They were filled with hatred as he starred right at me. The hot tea didn't feel warm anymore.

"What happened?" I dared to ask quietly.

"She sat on top of Neil. Naked. Riding him thoroughly and exchanging whatever liquids possible!"

Ouch! This explains why Ian wouldn't say anything. He let go of my hair and pressed his index finger and thumb against his closed eyes.

"I'm sorry, Sebastian" I apologized feeling guilty. "I shouldn't have brought it up."

He sighed before turning away and resting his head against the backrest. I put my cup back down on the coffee table and closed the distance between us. Sebastian slung his arm around me pulling me closer to him. I rested my head on his chest hearing his heartbeat.

"Sebastian?" I muttered, dreading the next question I wanted to ask. But it was something I had to know before it was too late. I had realized by now, what feelings I was harboring.

As he didn't answer I took that as my cue: "Do you still love her?"

After a seemingly eternal silence he replied: "No, I don't."

I breathed in deeply as I was holding my breath.

"Are you sure?" I just had to affirm.

The Benz's entire body moved as he set the cup on the coffee table before grabbing my chin and ultimately forcing me to look into his now warm and deep eyes.

"Yes, I'm sure" his voice was soft.

He shut his eyes and planted a loving kiss on my lips.

"After all, I found someone. Someone, I felt like trusting from the first instant I saw."

I turned red and heat rushed to my face. Sebastian shot one of his Benz smirks before pulling me onto his lap, wrapping his arms tightly around me and planting an even more mind-blowing kiss than the last time.

Truly Beautiful, Madam

 

I snatched my phone trying to turn off my alarm, while still in a half-sleep. Before I was able to press any button though, the annoying beeping quieted down. I turned around and cuddled up close to a warm and firm body. Strong arms wrapped around me while I was showered with light kisses trailing down my temple.

"Mmmh Sebastian," I relished every single lip contact, "you need to get up."

"Hn" was his reply, while he kept going on.

"C'mon, Benz" I groaned, trying to put a minimal distance between us, but giving up right away, as I was no match to his strength.

Without a warning he suddenly crouched on top of me smirking devilishly.

"What were you saying, Doc?" he asked insolently.

Sebastian's face inched closer, his signature grin never leaving his beautiful face.

I slung my arms around his neck and pressed my lips onto his.

"I was saying you need to move your arse out of my bed and then get ready for work, Mr. Benz" I explained smiling widely.

He sighed shaking his head, kissed me once and abruptly climbed off me, making his way to the shower. I wound around settling my eyes on Sebastian's bare back, plain black boxer shorts hugging his hips. Oh gosh, that body! By no means was this the first time seeing him like this, after all, the younger Benz brother had spent most of his nights at my place, as we were not able to meet each other during the day anymore. There were a few occasions on which I had stayed over at his spacious penthouse. But no matter how often I saw his well-toned and fair stature, a clenching sensation would form in my lower body.

"Kaity" Sebastian called from the shower.

"Hmm?" I groaned."When are you meeting mom?" he asked.

"Twelve" was my sluggish response, as I actually never was a morning person.

"You're going to have lunch first and then shop for a dress?"

"Mmmh" I idled around, my eyes feeling heavy.

"Hey, you lazy bum" something cold and wet tickled my cheek. "I'll be late today."

Wrapped in a towel around his hips, he walked over to the walk-in closet taking out his grey business suit and a light blue shirt. I had learnt that Sebastian would meticulously choose his wardrobe and keep everything ready for the next day. Dressed in his trousers and buttoning up his shirt he came back to the bedroom and sat on the bed next to me, stroking away some loose strands from my face. I wriggled around and finally decided on facing him, opening my eyes.

"You're lucky," he smiled, "what would I give to stay at home."

"Too bad you're the CEO's son and next in line to receive that title" I stroked his hand and admired his long fingers.

"Yeah, if Ian hadn't launched his own company he would be in my position and I could live happily as chief