Devilish secretary - Chapter 78

Chapter 78: Chapter 78 Dissociative Identity Disorder Chapter 78: Chapter 78 Dissociative Identity Disorder Lilith’s eyes fluttered open the moment she heard the muffled shout echo down the hall.

Her senses sharpened instantly.

Sitting up, she listened carefully, the faint sound of heavy breathing and the storm outside mingling together.

Another pained shout followed.

Without wasting a second, she pushed the blanket off her body, grabbed her phone from the nightstand, and slipped out of bed as quietly as she could.

Rose stirred slightly but didn’t wake.

Lilith’s bare feet padded softly across the floor as she hurried toward the guest room.

The door was closed, but even through it, she could hear Sebastian’s uneven breathing because of her sharp senses.

She knocked loudly, her knuckles rapping against the wood.

“Sir?!” No response.

Lilith frowned, knocking harder.

“Sir?

Can you hear me?” Still nothing.

Her fingers tightened around the phone as she leaned closer to the door.

“Sir, open the door.

It’s me.” Her tone softened, but it held firm urgency.

The only reply was the sound of thunder rumbling outside.

Lilith’s gaze darkened slightly as she placed her hand against the door, debating whether she should wait or let herself in.

Without hesitating any longer, Lilith twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open slowly.

The dim room was illuminated by flashes of lightning cutting through the rain-soaked window.

Her sharp eyes immediately landed on Sebastian, who was sitting at the edge of the bed, his broad shoulders rising and falling heavily as he struggled for breath.

His dark hair was damp with sweat, strands sticking to his forehead.

His normally cold, controlled expression was twisted in pain, his fists clenched tightly against his knees as if anchoring himself.

“Sir,” Lilith’s voice softened as she stepped inside, closing the door behind her.

His head jerked slightly at the sound of her voice, but his eyes stayed shut, brows furrowed.

He was trembling.

“Sir, it’s me,” Lilith repeated, kneeling in front of him so she could meet his gaze.

“You’re not alone.” A flash of lightning lit up the room, illuminating his face.

His jaw was tight, and his lips parted slightly as if he was fighting for air.

His grip on his knees tightened until his knuckles turned white.

“Don’t…” he muttered hoarsely, shaking his head.

His voice barely escaped his throat.

“Don’t look at me.” Lilith ignored his words, her hands resting lightly on his.

His skin felt ice-cold beneath her touch.

“You’re not scaring me,” she whispered, her piercing blue eyes locking onto his closed lids.

His breathing hitched at her closeness, and slowly his eyes opened.

Stormy, dark, and scared.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

The room was filled only with the patter of rain against the glass and the faint hum of electricity in the air.

Ray looked exhausted, his gaze flickering between hers and the space between them, as if unsure of how to react.

“It’s okay… everything is fine,” Lilith said softly, her voice gentle in a way that made Sebastian feel calm.

The tension in his body faded, and his sharp eyes slowly relaxed as sleep crept in.

He looked at her, hesitation in his eyes.

For a moment, it seemed like he wasn’t sure if he should speak.

Finally, his voice soft and unsure, he asked, “Can you… sleep with me?” His eyes flickered away as if embarrassed by the request.

Lilith met his eyes, noticing the tiredness hidden behind them.

She didn’t usually give in to softness, but something about this moment made it hard to refuse.

Without saying much, she nodded.

Sebastian visibly relaxed, though he didn’t say anything more.

Lilith walked quietly to the side of the bed, sitting down beside him.

She patted her lap gently.

He hesitated for only a second before shifting, resting his head against her legs without a word.

His eyes closed almost instantly, and Lilith could feel the heaviness of his exhaustion settle against her.

Her fingers naturally found their way to his hair, gently running through the soft strands in slow, comforting strokes.

Sebastian’s breathing grew even, his hold on her hand tightening slightly as if afraid she’d disappear if he let go.

Lilith watched him in silence, her hand continuing its gentle rhythm.

Lilith’s phone dinged softly, the glow of the screen breaking the stillness of the room.

She glanced down, her hand briefly pausing in Sebastian’s hair as she opened the notification.

The forum thread she had posted earlier had finally received some responses.

Her Question: “What’s wrong with my boss if he sometimes behaves rude and cold but other times becomes entirely different-cheerful and warm?

It’s like he’s two different people.” Answers She Received: 1.

[ Sounds like mood swings.

Maybe he’s stressed or going through personal issues.

Some people can’t separate work from their emotions.] 2.

[ Could be burnout.

When someone is overworked, their personality can shift depending on their energy levels.

I’ve seen it happen in high-pressure jobs.] 3.

[Honestly, this sounds like more than just stress.

It might be something psychological, like Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID).

People with DID can show very different personalities at times.] 4.

[Or maybe he’s just messing with you?

Some bosses are weird like that.

Keep an eye out, but don’t overthink it.] 5.

[I agree with the third comment.

DID can cause shifts in personality that seem like two completely different people.

If he doesn’t seem aware of the change, that could be a sign.] Lilith’s eyes narrowed slightly at the third and fifth responses.

Her gaze flickered down at Sebastian, his face relaxed in sleep, his grip still firm on her hand.

“DID… huh.” She didn’t know much about it, but something about the description stayed in her mind.

She remembered the changes in his behavior, how his whole personality could suddenly change without warning.

Her fingers absentmindedly resumed running through his hair as she stared at the screen, thoughts swirling.

“I guess I’ll have to look into this more.” Her fingers gently ran through his hair without her even noticing as she stared at the screen, her thoughts drifting.

Her curiosity wouldn’t let her leave it alone.

With one hand still gently stroking Sebastian’s hair, she opened the search engine and typed: Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID) €“ symptoms and causes.

The results loaded instantly.

Top Results: 1.

What is Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID)?

DID is a mental health condition where a person develops two or more distinct identities or personality states.

These identities may have their own names, characteristics, voices, and mannerisms.

2.

Symptoms of DID: Sudden mood or personality shifts Memory gaps or blackouts Feeling detached from reality Different handwriting or speaking styles Unexplained items or actions the individual doesn’t recall Varying physical abilities or preferences between identities 3.

Causes of DID: DID often stems from severe trauma during early childhood, usually extreme, repetitive physical, sexual, or emotional abuse.

It’s believed to be a coping mechanism where the mind splits to protect itself from overwhelming experiences.

4.

How to Recognize DID: Sudden, unexplained changes in behavior Conflicting memories or emotions about the same event People describing the individual differently at various times Occasional loss of control over actions or speech Lilith’s eyes skimmed over the details, her gaze narrowing as the pieces began to align in her mind.

“Severe trauma… different personalities…” Her fingers tightened slightly around the phone.

The cold, ruthless side of Sebastian she’d come to know-the one that fired secretaries without blinking-was completely at odds with the softer, scared man sleeping beside her now.

Lilith glanced down at him, her eyes lingering on the faint crease between his brows even in sleep.

How much have you been through, Human doll?

She continued scrolling through the articles, saving a few to read later.

For now, she’d learned enough to know one thing, this wasn’t just stress or simple mood swings.

Lilith set her phone aside, ready to gently move Sebastian off her lap.

But as she shifted, his hand tightened around hers, holding on even in his sleep.

But then he mumbled softly, his voice barely audible over the faint patter of rain against the window.

“¿Por qué huyes de mí, mi consuelo…?

No te vayas… ummm…” (Why are you running away from me, my comfort…?

Don’t go…) Lilith’s brow arched slightly, a flicker of amusement crossing her face.

But as he shifted slightly, his grip unconsciously tightening around her wrist, the next words caught her attention.

“Don’t go, Miss Mystery…” Lilith tilted her head, watching the faint creases in his brow as he sank deeper into sleep.

His breathing had steadied, but there was something fragile in the way he clung to her, like a drowning man reaching for anything that could keep him afloat.

Miss Mystery, huh?

Lilith leaned back against the headboard, letting out a soft sigh.

Carefully, she shifted her hand to rest over his, Her thumb brushed softly over his knuckles, and with each gentle stroke, she let her calming energy flow into him, easing the tension in his body.

“I’m not going anywhere,” she whisperd.

Lilith’s gaze drifted to the floor, her eyes unfocused as the fingers of her other hand absentmindedly ran through Sebastian’s hair.

Human doll… what are you doing with me?

She didn’t understand it.

This wasn’t like her, sitting here quietly, letting someone lean on her like this.

She had ruled over demons, commanded armies, and crushed anyone who dared to challenge her.

Compassion wasn’t part of who she was supposed to be.

And yet, here she was.

CREATORS’ THOUGHTS dYdairy_002 I hope you guys have a better understanding of DID now.

Let me know if you prefer reading one chapter a day or two!