Day Out With Sebastian


    Elena


    “If those reports are not on my desk by the time I get to the office, we will have to rethink your


    position, Agatha.” I listen to Sebastian as his phone rings for the millionth time. They needed him in


    every aspect of his job as a CEO, and he made it look so easy. I never realised it before, but my


    husband was an incredibly busy man. And yet, somehow, he always made time for me. Not just today,


    but before when he would pop home to bicker with me for some unknown reason.


    The thought alone makes me smile and I move over to his side of the car, straddling him. There


    was no other way to cuddle in the Phantom because of the middle barrier, so I took advantage of this.


    Sebastian looks up at me with wide eyes and I lean down to nuzzle him while nting gentle


    kisses on his neck. He stifled a groan, and I smiled against his skin. “Thank you, I will see you then,”


    He says ending the call, and I knew I was going to get it.


    He pushes the button to block the partition ss and pulls my head up. “Are you trying to distract


    me while I am working, petite paquerette?” He asks me in a low voice that went straight to my core.


    “Maybe…” I start, “I truly hate being ignored.” Batting my eyes at him, but all he does is spank my


    bottom and move me over to my seat. I look at him with a wounded expression, but he just chuckles. “I


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    would love nothing more than to take you in this car, Elena. But you have to heal. I promise tonight I will


    show you exactly what your bratty behaviour almost made me do.” He says and winks at me, then his


    cell phone rings again, but before he answers it, he gives me a hungry kiss that satisfies me for the


    moment.


    30 minutester, we reach Camden and arrive outside a high-end restaurant. Wow, gourmet for


    breakfast? I was just in the mood for a yummy omelette.


    The chauffeur opens my door while Sebastian gets out from the other side and takes my hand in


    his. I hear a camera click and only just noticed the three paparazzi in their cars. Did they follow us?


    “You’ll have to get used to it now, my love. They’re relentless when ites to our family.”


    Sebastian says and brings my hand up to his lips to kiss it.


    The paps never bothered me when I was with Nichs, but Sebastian had a bigger social


    presence, so it was to be expected. Not to mention that he was a billionaire who owned half of London.


    “This is one of my favourite ces to get breakfast when I have a little time in the morning,” he


    tells me as we enter. Sebastian leads me to a private table at the back and I realise that this was a


    table marked specifically for him. “Do you actually have time to have breakfast in the morning?” I asked


    him in an amused tone, to which he chuckles. “I always have time for my lovely wife,” he responds with


    a wink that has my heart singing.


    He really has a way with words.


    We order our breakfasts, then Sebastian turns to me. “You know, Elena, we could always get you


    into Oxford ifw is what you really want to study. Of course, that would mean you would get in with


    influence, but does that all matter now that you’re married to me?” He says, but I look over at Sebastian


    with my mind made up. I had thought about it on my way here and wondered if he would think it a crazy


    idea.


    “I’ve been thinking,” I start and see I had hisplete attention. “I noticed how you were handling


    your staff over the phone on our way here, so I was wondering if I would be able to sort of shadow you


    for the day to see how you run things?” I ask him, uncertain of what his answer would be, but I see a


    big smile spreading over his face. “You would want to spend the entire day with me in a corporate


    environment? I thought you found the business world boring.” He says with a chuckle, recalling what I


    had said at the masquerade ball.


    I roll my eyes at him. “Yes, I would. On the surface it seems boring, I must admit. But from what


    I’ve gathered, you run your business with an iron fist and I would love to take a peek on the inside if I


    may.”


    Sebastian regards me with… awe? “By all means, love. It would mean I get to see you all day, so


    why not? You won’t intrude.” He answers me, and I immediately perk up. I would get to see my


    husband as he slips into his CEO persona and couldn’t wait!


    “You know, Social Season is almost upon us as well, so everyone would expect us to attend all the


    parties.” He adds and looks at me with amusement.


    Ugh, Social Season. I hated it because of my mother’s constant faffing when April came around.


    She used to put us all on strict diets straight after Christmastime. Eliana took it all in her stride, but my


    mother was never happy with me.


    “I don’t hate Social Season for the parties,” I say and look down at my hands in myp, “My mother


    would stuff me into corsets from February because I was ‘too curvy’ and hoped the other families


    wouldn’t notice I was ‘fat.’” Shame washes over me as I remember all her insults and reprimanding as if


    it was my fault God made me curvy.


    Mother of the year.


    Sebastian gets up and walks over to me. He goes down on his haunches and lifts my chin to face


    him. “I would never force you to attend these events if you did not want to. We can rescind all our


    RSVP’s.” He says and I smile at his thoughtfulness. “There is nothing wrong with your body, Elena. You


    are perfect to me, inside and out. Your mother wasn’t raising children, she was grooming brides and


    heirs.”


    Hisst line really surprised me; I never thought of it that way.


    I shake my head. “Thank you, love. But I am a Dumont now. I will need to keep up my public


    appearance and I am looking forward to it for a change; because I will have you by my side.” I say, and


    he lifts his head up to kiss me.


    It was true. I was looking forward to stepping out as a Dumont this year with Sebastian and


    Mirabelle’s support. They were more my family now than my own, and they treated me as if I was a


    human, not just an heir.


    Sebastian walks over to his seat again and takes my hand in his as our breakfast arrives, and we


    eat in silence. “Wow! This is delicious!” I exim as the silky smooth omelette hits my tongue. Now I


    know why he makes time toe here. The food was amazing!


    Before Sebastian could answer, his cell phone rang again, and he rolled his eyes. Oh, my! Was I


    rubbing off on him?


    I giggle but then feel a shiver up my spine and a pair of eyes on me so I scan the restaurant. Being


    out with Sebastian meant eyes would always be on me, but this felt different, and I knew why.


    Nichs was sitting across the way with his fiancee, and he looked peeved off.