Deal With The Devil - S01 E22

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Deal With The Devil - S01 E22

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 22

❝A fancy restaurant❞ 1

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Sebastian finally comes home and he tells me to join him in the elevator down. It has been hours since I made myself ready and in that time I did nothing but sit by the table and wait. Wait for him to come back home. There was neither anything I could do not if I wanted to. It is like I've lost interested in so many things. Maybe it is because I've begun to realize that I'm just someone's property now and not myself. Or maybe it is because I don't have a life any more even when I breathe and my heart beats, this isn't life, not for me at least. This is survival. There is a difference. 6

No one says anything as I follow him into a car which has a driver. I've learned that he always has a driver wherever he goes, I wonder if he can drive a car himself. Though I know I should not ask. "You look ravishing tonight" Sebastian says after a moment. I've been looking down at my hands while the car had been driving and just tracing my finger nails with my fingers.

"Thank you" I quietly whisper, not knowing what else to say. My heart is beating faster in my chest and I feel the butterflies flutter all around my stomach. I don't know why I'm feeling this way and I can't decide if I want it to stop or continue, it's a mixed battle between the two. Even when speaking I don't look up from my fingers but I can feel his stare on me which makes me even more nervous than before. I'm not quite comfortable with him around me. I haven't known this man for long and I'm married to him. 30

Silence fell upon us once more and it stayed that way until the car stops. Only then I look up from my hands and out the window to see that we are parked in front of a restaurant I would assume. The name is in French so I don't know what it means, I wouldn't even know how to pronounce it. I open the door to the car and get out and Sebastian soon follows me. Many people are walking inside, all dressed in their finest. We are too. I, in this dress and he, in a tuxedo but that is normal for him. 2

It takes me a minute to realize that this restaurant is a five star one as it is so fancy. Together we walk inside and I feel like we should be holding each other's hands and act like we are in love... love... that word is so foreign to me yet I understand what it means. The two of us could never act as if we were in love for he doesn't know what love is and I can't feel love for the Devil. We might have made that deal but I can never love a man that forced me to marry him. I belong to him but he will never have my love. 35

There is a long line of people but he ignores that and walks past them. I give him a confused look but I still follow behind him and not beside him as I did before. Once we make it to the counter where there is a man that books you a table I believe, Sebastian starts speaking to him in French while I just stand beside him confused and trying to act like I'm interested in this whole thing when in reality all I want to do is go back to the hotel, bury myself under the blankets of the bed and sleep, that's all.

They spoke for a minute or two, as I did not keep track of it before a woman came and Sebastian followed her as did I. The woman led us to a staircase nearby the entrance and we walked up it, the stairs were wooden and quite beautiful too. Though this whole restaurant is beautiful too. In another world and time I would've found this romantic and to most it is, but not now, not when I'm about to dine with a man I do not love. 30

The woman then leads us to a table for two and we take our seats on either end. Then she says something in French before she leaves. Somehow I found it nice having her there because I realize that there are about a dozen table up here but we are alone, and I'm alone with him. I hear her walk down as my back is facing the stairs that we came up from. In front of us are menus and I open mine but everything is in French. Why don't they have a English menu alongside it? 9

I give my menu confused look before I close it and I look up to see that his emerald green eyes are staring me, waiting for me to ask him. "What do you recommend?" I ask him. My voice feels strange to listen to now, as I've not spoken that much and I'm nervous around him. "I am having the steak yet I believe there is a lobster soup that I think you might enjoy" He says and from the moment he uttered 'lobster' I make a gag face. I don't like sea food, never have and never will.

"All right, then I would recommend the tomato soup. I hear it's excellent here" He tells me and winks at me but I furrow my eyebrows at him, not understanding why. "All right" I tell him, I didn't know what else to say to him. I'm nervous because we have nothing to talk about. We can't go down memory lane of our marriage because we've literally only been married for a couple of days, weeks at most and most of that time we've not even spent together. He sets down his menu and rings a bell that was on the middle of the table. I believe it's time to order our food.