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As much as I hated to admit it, I was actually considering her plan.
No one controlled Sebastian Villin.
No one decided where he could go, or what he could do.
No one trapped him in his home or stopped him from finding someone to hook up with if or when he was horny.
No one… except maybe his potential mate.
Me.
And if no one could control him but me, he sure as hell wouldn’t let anyone but himself control me. He was obviously too possessive for that.
Being bonded to himwouldbe a loss of some aspects of control.
I still wouldn’t be able to go to a club, flirt up a storm, and spend a night with someone. I would have to bring him with me when I went anywhere for the first few years, because the demon version of a mate bond would cause psychosis for both of us otherwise.
But we would need to feed on each other’s lust after the bond was sealed, so there would be regular sex. Regularhotsex, if that kiss was anything to go off of.
And if I was officially a member of the family, my friends and their mates, his brothers, would prevent him from locking me up anywhere fortoolong.
Plus, he traveled a lot for work. That meant I’d get to travel too.
“This is insane,” I whispered to myself.
More insane than my plan to get turned into a vampire.
A lot more insane than my plan to sneak away and start a new life for as long as I could hide from my brothers.
But Anastasia was right.
Ididwant freedom.
And I could get it… if I could seduce Sebastian Villin into taking me as his mate.
five
BRYNN
I wasn’tone for wasting time, so the next morning, I set my new plan into action.
Braless and wearing nothing but my black Coffee & Toffee tee, and a pink lace thong, I padded down into the kitchen. My shoulder still hurt like hell, so I would definitely need to look for medical supplies after the plan was a go.
As expected, Sebastian was there, making breakfast. He was a bastard, but he loved to cook. So hey, he had at least one redeeming quality other than his face.
Well… and probably his dick, if the feel of it I’d gotten last night said anything.
So, three redeeming qualities. Cooking, his face, and his cock.
I had toactlike I was still pissed at him, though, so he wouldn’t figure out my plan.
He glanced over his shoulder at me for a moment before his head jerked back to the food he was cooking.
Victory.
I shuffled into the kitchen, brushing my side against his as I started going through cupboards, checking for what I needed.
“What are you looking for?” His voice was lower than its usual emotionless neutral.
