Devilish secretary - Chapter 97

Chapter 97: Chapter 97 Nightmare Chapter 97: Chapter 97 Nightmare Sebastian strode into his room, the door closing softly behind him.

The space was dimly lit, the faint glow of the city lights filtering through the floor-length windows.

He moved toward the large desk at the corner of the room, settling into the chair with a quiet sigh.

His MacBook blinked to life as he opened it, the screen illuminating his face.

His fingers hovered over the keyboard, but he couldn’t focus.

No matter how much he tried, his mind drifted.

Lilith.

Her smirk.

Her laugh.

Everything.

It was ridiculous-she’d only been in the guest room for maybe an hour and a half, but he already missed her.

Sebastian ran a hand through his hair, leaning back in his chair with a frustrated sigh.

With a flick of his wrist, he grabbed his phone, unlocking it swiftly.

His thumb hovered over his gallery before he stopped.

Not there.

Instead, he opened a hidden folder.

Inside, an unmarked app sat discreetly.

He tapped it, entering a passcode that only he knew by heart.

The app opened to reveal a private journal.

He didn’t trust physical journals.

If someone ever found it, the things he wrote-the memories he kept-could be dangerous.

But here, hidden behind layers of encryption, his thoughts were safe.

Sebastian exhaled slowly and began typing.

“I proposed to Lilith today.

I asked her to be my girlfriend… and she said yes.” He stared at the words for a moment, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

Sometimes, he couldn’t share memories with the others personality.

Alexander and Ray didn’t always remember everything and there were nights when the three of them blurred together.

So, Sebastian wrote.

To remember.

To hold onto the things that mattered.

His gaze softened as he re-read the line, letting it settle into his heart.

Lilith… is mine now.

And he wasn’t about to let anyone take that away.

*** Lilith stirred awake in the middle of the night, her throat dry and scratchy.

She reached toward the bedside table, searching for a glass of water, but found nothing.

With a soft sigh, she slid out of bed, slipping on the nearby slippers that had been left for her.

Running a hand through her hair, she quietly opened the door and stepped into the dimly lit hallway.

The manor was silent, save for the faint patter of rain against the windows.

As she made her way toward the kitchen, she paused suddenly.

A faint, muffled sound drifted from down the hall.

Lilith’s brows furrowed.

Is that… crying?

She took a step closer, straining to hear.

“No… no, Grandma… don’t take me…” The small, trembling voice pierced through the quiet.

Lilith’s heart dropped as she realized it was Rose.

Without hesitation, she turned toward the room two doors down, quietly pushing it open.

The sight made her chest tighten-Rose was curled up beneath her blanket, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks.

Her tiny body trembled as she sobbed in her sleep.

Lilith didn’t think twice.

She crossed the room swiftly and lowered herself onto the edge of the bed, gently pulling Rose into her arms.

“Rose…” she called softly, tapping her cheeks lightly.

“Wake up, sweetheart.” But Rose whimpered louder, shaking her head as if trying to escape.

“No… no… Noo… Grandma… don’t take me… ahhh…” Her little hands clutched the blanket tightly, trembling against Lilith’s chest.

Lilith’s heart twisted painfully.

“Rose, it’s me… it’s Lilith.

Look at me, I’m here.” Gently, Lilith wrapped her arms more securely around the child, allowing warmth and soothing energy to radiate from her fingertips.

Rose’s breathing slowly steadied, the tension leaving her small frame as her sobs quieted.

After a few moments, her big, teary eyes fluttered open.

She blinked up at Lilith, confused but comforted, her cheeks still flushed red.

Lilith smiled softly, brushing Rose’s damp hair away from her forehead.

“It’s okay now… I’m here for you.” Rose’s small hands clung tightly to Lilith’s shirt as she nestled closer.

“Sister…” she mumbled sleepily, her voice still trembling, “water…” Lilith glanced to the bedside table and spotted a jug and glass.

Without letting Rose go, she carefully leaned forward and poured the water, holding the glass steady.

Rose adjusted in her lap, her arms still loosely hugging Lilith, as she took small sips from the glass.

Lilith gently stroked her hair, waiting patiently until Rose finished.

After setting the glass aside, she shifted Rose in her arms and hugged her close, resting her chin on top of Rose’s head.

“You’re safe now, Rose,” Lilith whispered.

Rose nodded her little head, her wide eyes still glistening from the tears.

She looked up at Lilith again, tilting her head slightly.

“Sister… your hand,” Rose whispered softly.

Lilith raised a brow in curiosity but held out her hand without question.

Rose quickly took it, holding onto her fingers tightly, as if afraid she’d disappear if she let go.

Lilith’s expression softened as she watched the small girl carefully.

Rose met her gaze again, but instead of speaking, she quietly shook her head.

Without another word, she pulled the blanket up, gently covering Lilith as well.

Lilith blinked in surprise.

Rose’s tiny hands tugged the blanket over both of them until she seemed satisfied, then she looked back at Lilith with the same big, trusting eyes.

“Sister, sleep,” Rose mumbled, her voice barely above a whisper.

Lilith felt something tug at her heart, a warmth spreading through her chest she hadn’t felt in a long time.

She didn’t hesitate.

Sliding down beside Rose, Lilith tucked herself under the blanket.

As soon as she lay down, Rose quickly adjusted, curling up close to her and resting her head on Lilith’s chest.

Her small arms wrapped around Lilith’s side, hugging her tightly as if she belonged there.

The soft rhythm of Rose’s breathing steadied as she relaxed completely in Lilith’s embrace.

Lilith gently brushed her fingers through Rose’s hair, pressing a light kiss to the top of her head.

Rose didn’t know why Sister Lilith was here… But as she clung to her warmth, listening to the soft, steady rhythm of Lilith’s heartbeat, she felt safe-safer than she had in a long time.

Her little fingers curled tighter around Lilith’s hand, afraid to let go.

Maybe Sister Lilith wouldn’t always be here… But tonight, she was.

And somehow, that was all Rose needed.

**** The next morning, Sebastian made his way to the guest room, his footsteps quiet as he approached Lilith’s door.

He knocked softly, waiting for a response.

Silence.

His brows furrowed slightly.  Curious, he pushed the door open, only to find the room… empty.

Sebastian’s frown deepened as his gaze swept across the space.

The bed was empty too.

His eyes flickered toward the bathroom door.

He stepped inside, knocking lightly once more before pushing it open.

Empty.

A strange, unfamiliar sensation crept into his chest-panic.

Did she leave?

The thought tightened his grip around the doorknob as his mind raced.

No… He forced himself to take a breath.

Lilith wasn’t someone who regretted her decisions.

She wouldn’t just walk away without saying something-not after last night.

Sebastian’s jaw clenched as he stepped back into the hallway, his heart pounding a little harder than he wanted to admit.

“Where are you, Lili…” he muttered under his breath, already turning to check the rest of the manor.

His calmness began to crack as he searched the entire manor, room by room.

The guest room-empty.

The kitchen-empty.

The study-empty.

With every space he checked, the panic inside him grew stronger.

His steps quickened, no longer composed as he moved down the hall, pulling open doors with a sharpness that startled the nearby staff.

“Sir?” Maria called softly from the end of the corridor, watching him with concern.

Sebastian didn’t respond.

Where is she?

His mind raced, heart pounding in his chest.

Did she leave me?

The thought struck hard, a cold weight settling in his stomach.

No.

Lilith wouldn’t just disappear.

She wasn’t the type to regret.

She wasn’t the type to run.

But… what if something happened?

Sebastian’s hands curled into fists as he stormed back toward the staircase, ready to check outside- Until he passed by Rose’s room.

The door was slightly ajar.

Sebastian paused, his breath catching for just a moment.

Slowly, he pushed the door open.

And there curled up on the bed with Rose tucked tightly in her arms was Lilith.

The panic evaporated instantly, replaced by a warmth he couldn’t explain.

Sebastian exhaled softly, leaning against the doorway as the tension in his shoulders eased.

So that’s where you were… His gaze softened as he watched her sleep, Rose clinging to her as if she’d never let go.

And Sebastian realized-neither would he.

Sebastian sighed in quiet relief, his back pressing against the wall as he leaned there for a moment, letting his panic slowly fade.

He closed his eyes with relief, feeling the tightness in his chest slowly fade.

Just as he started to relax, Lilith stirred.

Her eyes fluttered open, and almost instantly, she turned her head slightly-her gaze locking onto him standing by the door.

Even half-asleep, it was as if she sensed him.

But just as he began to settle, Lilith stirred.

Her eyes fluttered open, and almost instantly, she turned her head slightly-her gaze locking onto him standing by the door.

Even half-asleep, it was as if she sensed him.