It was far too late for you. Once Sebastian set his sights on someone, that was it.

Love? It was complicated. Sebastian was controlling. He knew who you were inside and out, deeply attached to you. Anyone who disturbed that garnered no forgiveness. Men who cat called you would disappear, people who upset you would never be seen again.

He'd take care of them silently, but he knows protection of you extends past his expertise.

"Mimick me," his voice is gruff as he guides your hands around the weapon, "Steady, Mäuschen..."