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padfootagain · 8 months

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The Moustache

Hello! Today, we’re answering an anonymous request: “Helloooo! You see I woke up from my nap thinking about this… You see how Ben had a mustache in the cabinet of curiosities when he played old william? I don’t really know if it was fake or he had to grow it, but for the shake of this idea lets gonna pretend he had to grow it. I remember years ago reading a Sebastian Stan fic where he also had to grow the mustache for the I, Tonya film and reader be like “I’m not kissing you until you shave that thing off your face” and I thought it would be fun reading something like that Ben? If you’re down for it. Reader being playful and turning her face when he tries to kiss her or something like that🙈 I’m not really fan of guy’s with mustaches but I guess we always can make exceptions….”

I have no idea what the fanfic the anon is referring to, but the idea is absolutely adorable, so let’s goooo!

Thank you for your request, anon! I hope you enjoy your fic!

I hope you all like this cute little fic! Tell me what you think of it!

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Pairing: Ben Barnes x reader

Warnings: absolute fluffiness that will leave your teeth rotten

Summary: Ben needs to grow a moustache for his role in Guillermo del Toro’s Cabinet of Curiosity. You’re not a fan, although… perhaps you don’t hate it as much as pretend you do.

Word count: 1611

Ben Barnes’s Masterlist – Main Masterlist

You’ve never liked moustaches.

It’s simply not your thing. You don’t find it aesthetically pleasing, it tickles when you kiss…

Still, as Ben is getting ready to work for his next Netflix show and he has to grow a moustache… you don’t mind it that much.

You would be lying if you claimed that you didn’t prefer him with a full beard or a clean-shaven face, still… it must be Ben’s magic playing with your head cause you still find him dashing this morning, as you see him shaving his cheeks, shaping his moustache with care.

It’s rather late in the morning, but it’s Sunday and you both enjoy these days slow-paced and lazy, filled with blankets, cuddles and cups of tea.

You have lingered in bed for a long while with Ben this morning, taking your time to wake up under his kisses, holding onto him tight as he whispered sweet nothings in your ear. The sun was fully risen when you summoned enough strength to get up and prepare a breakfast for two, Ben making his famous pancakes and you cutting fruits and preparing your favourite beverages and stealing touches as you walked by him.

Now, you’re coming out of the shower that you shared with Ben. The habit domestic and loving, of hands running through hair, and palms massaging tired shoulders, and fingers rubbing soft caresses as well as soap on the other’s skin.

Ben’s hair is still a wet mess, dark strands falling before his eyes. He’s wearing nothing but a towel hanging low on his hips, and you can’t help but stare at him as he gets ready.

You put on your underwear while stealing glances, but Ben is too focused to notice the way you gawk at him, admiring the few droplets lingering over the small of his back and along his spine.

He frowns after a while though, staring at his own reflection scrunching his nose in focus.

He turns to you, a slight tilt of the head as he asks you a question.

“Did I make my moustache even? I can’t tell anymore, I’ve been staring at it for too long…”

You chuckle at that, but examine his work all the same, taking the scissors he offers to make the shape perfect.

“Will no one make sure you’ve done a good job on set anyway?”

“At make-up? Of course. But I still have to live for a whole week without any professional help and still try my best to not look ridiculous.”

“But you have my help!” you chime.

“Yeah… that’s what I’m saying.”

You swat his upper arm playfully as you protest, making him laugh.

“I’m kidding! I’m kidding!”

“You shouldn’t play that game with me when I’m holding the scissors. The fate of your facial hair is in my hands, after all.”

He fakes fear, in a not-so-convincing way, especially for a talented actor…

“Please, have mercy, don’t take it out on the moustache!”

“Stop talking, you’re moving your lips.”

“Sorry.”

It’s quiet for a few minutes while you shape his moustache the best you can, and you have a proud smile as you put down the scissors.

“Done! Look! What do you think?”

He smiles as he looks at his reflection once more.

“Quite good! Well done!” Ben leans to give you a kiss, but he frowns hard when you scrunch your nose as you pull away.

“This thing tickles. When are you getting rid of it?”

He laughs at that.

“In a couple of months, I would say.”

“Two months?! Wow… that’s a lot…”

“You hate it that much?”

His tone is playful still, and yet you don’t fail to recognize the hesitation in his gaze.

You roll your eyes.

“You’re always gorgeous, baby,” you reassure him, and it earns you a bright grin.

“But?” he adds, raising a brow.

“But… I’m not a fan of the moustache.”

“Really?” he asks, touching the hair above his lip. “I thought it gave me some… mature charm.”

“You don’t need a moustache to look mature.”

“Are you implying that I’m old?”

“Of course!”

“Hey!”

You can’t refrain your laughter this time, shaking your head at the outrage in his eyes.

“No, you’re not old! Besides, you’re aging gracefully.”

“Getting better, like a fine wine?” he teases, and you nod.

“Absolutely.”

“So, if I wanted to keep my moustache after the movie was done…?”

“Well, you’re free to do whatever you want with your facial hair,” you answer cautiously.

“But you won’t like it.”

You know he’s teasing, not being truly serious.

“I might refuse to kiss you as often as I do now.”

He looks at you with shock, a hand on his heart.

“That would be awfully cruel of you, love!”

“But it tickles! And it’s…”

You merely shake your head.

“Actually, I’m not sure I want to kiss you anymore, now that you have that thing on your face,” you tease him, and Ben knows what you’re doing. He still plays along, gasping.

“No kisses! That would be too cruel. Besides, we both know you wouldn’t hold for more than five minutes! You love my kisses too much for that.”

As if to prove a point, he drops a couple of pecks on your shoulder, wrapping his arms around you to pull you close. When you feel him tugging at the clasp of your bra, you pull away though.

“Is that a challenge? Cause I can totally resist the urge of kissing you for a whole day. Especially when you’re sporting that thing.”

“Thing? It’s not alive, you know?”

“Are you sure?”

You both laugh at that while you put on a shirt and some jeans, and Ben gets dressed as well.

“I bet you can last an hour, and then you’ll give up and come cuddle and steal kisses,” he challenges you, and you raise an eyebrow, meeting his confident gaze.

“You think you’re this charming, huh?”

“I am. To you, at least.”

“Cocky!”

He rolls his eyes, but when he answers, the words are more genuine, less playful.

“I simply assume that you’re as obsessed with me as I am with you.”

You grin at that, and you lean to kiss him, before you remember his challenge. You shake yourself out of your urge, and narrow your eyes at him.

“Hmmm… Almost fell for this one,” you admit, making him laugh.

“You would have held on for a grand thirty seconds, then. That would have been a record, you’re all over me all the time when we’re alone.”

“That’s not true!”

“Yes, it is. And I’m all over you as well, and I like it that way.”

It’s his time to lean closer, but you turn your head away, his lips landing on your cheek instead of your lips, making you giggle as he gives you a big smooch anyway.

“No! No kisses!”

You both laugh at that as you walk out of the bathroom.

It turns out it’s easy to last for an hour without kissing him, because Ben spends some time working and you spend some time reading. Even if you’ve both settled in the living room, you’re both busy with your own tasks, and merely hold hands from time to time.

The real struggle comes after this quiet time, when Ben starts seriously losing focus and sets himself on a cuddling mission, lying down and resting his head on your laps so you can run your fingers through his dark hair. He heaves a content sigh at the feeling.

But the moment lasts just a few minutes as Ben grows restless and is soon playing with your hand, then lifting the hem of your shirt to kiss your stomach.

“Stop! It tickles!” you complain in a laughter you can’t hold back, pushing him off of you and almost making him fall off the couch.

He rolls his eyes.

“I usually have a beard and you’re perfectly fine with that!”

“But it doesn’t feel the same.”

He gives you a look and scoffs.

“You’re being dramatic.”

“And you’re irritating.”

He scrunches his nose, moving his moustache in the process, and you can’t help but laugh at him for it. It earns you another dramatic eye-roll.

“Come on, I want kisses,” he complains, leaning closer, but you turn away, laughing.

“No! No kisses while you have that moustache!”

“I’ll have it for two months, you can’t hold that promise, love.”

“I can! I will!”

But Ben grows annoyed now, because, after all, he does want his kisses. His tone is less humorous when he speaks again.

“Love, please. Darling, I want to kiss you. I’m not joking now.”

You pout.

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

You nod, and he smiles again as he leans closer…

…for his lips to meet the cover of your book.

You explode in laughter, and if he didn’t love this sound so much, he would be mad at you right now.

“You’re so cruel…”

But you take his face in your hands in a tender hold, and he can’t keep scowling.

“Sorry, baby. That’s enough teasing. And I need more than you having a stupid moustache to not want to kiss you anymore.”

“Good to know.”

And you yield. You kiss him, forgetting about this challenge of his, and it’s worth it. Despite the moustache, you adore his kisses more than anything in this world.

He chuckles against your lips as you melt into his arms.

“So much for holding on for a whole day…”

“You were getting too needy and moody.”

“Was not.”

“Was too.”

“Let me kiss you again…”

You smile, nodding, bumping your nose into his in the process.

“Please, do.”

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averyfromzero · 1 year

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Friends with Benefits

pairing: sebastian stan x male reader

summary: reader is an actor in his early 20s who plays one of the super-heroes in the Avengers and is really close to most of his castmates. in Atlanta to film the upcoming "Infinity War" movie, Sebastian and reader share a room in the hotel they're staying at and, upon discovering the other had just broken up with his boyfriend, Sebastian proposes they satisfy each other's "needs" (you know, as friends!)

notes: smut, bottom reader, friends with benefits, age gap, no romantic feelings

words: 2430

"Got the key?", y/n asks the other as they get out of the elevator, strawberry banana smoothie in hand.

Sebastian no more than hums as he fishes the keycard out of his pocket while they walk to their hotel room.

The view from the hall window captivates the younger as he looks down at the busy streets of Atlanta while slurping on his drink, ever so appreciative of the night view of a big city.

It's been a regularly busy day for the two actors as they spent most of it preparing for the new movie filmings, having discussed schedules and participated in a script reading with the rest of the cast.

As usual, the cast members were booked in the same hotel together, with some sharing rooms with others, which was the case of Sebastian and y/n.

y/n is brought back from his thoughts as the beep of their room's door is heard after Sebastian used the keycard to open it.

The two enter in silence as the older sits on his bed to take off his shoes, sighing in relief after having worn them the whole day. Not yet sit, y/n does the same, never letting go of his now almost finished smoothie.

Sebastian lays back on his pillow and puts his arms behind his head with eyes closed, resting a little as he finds the strength to get up and change clothes.

His eyes open back up as the sound of y/n's slurping noises is heard one last time before the younger finishes the drink and heads to the bathroom to throw it in the trash.

Sebastian watches as the other comes back, walking past him to sit on the bed right beside his own.

"Hey, how's your boyfriend? Been a while since I heard you talking about him", the older man asks, still in the same position on his bed.

y/n looks up as he takes his socks off. "Oh," he starts while laying on his side, facing the other, "we broke up actually."

Sebastian is surprised by the other's nonchalant tone, given that last he saw him the boy seemed madly in love. "What, really? Why?", he asks, mimicking the other's pose, turning to lay on his side.

"Well, I think we just got to a point where it felt like we were more friends than boyfriends, you know?"

"I'm sorry."

"Nah, it's fine. It was a mutual decision anyway, he felt the same way I did. We're still friends though, so it's okay."

"Oh, that's cool," Sebastian looks at the floor for a moment as if thinking of what to say next. "When did that happen?"

"Two months ago, I think?" y/n scrunches his nose cutely, trying to remember. "Wait, no, three!"

The older man hums in response. "So, no action since then?"

The two have built such a close friendship since they first met a few years ago when y/n was first introduced into the MCU that no topic would ever feel like crossing the line, which is why y/n wasn't at all phased by the other's intimate question.

"Yeah...Kinda miss it, to be honest," he responds with that cute nose scrunch again.

Sebastian chuckles before laying on his back again, facing the ceiling. "Same, man. Haven't had sex in months," he sighs.

y/n nods to himself as he also lays on his back.

Silence is installed for a few seconds before both men lay on their side again.

"Hey-"

They both chuckle.

"You go first," y/n says.

"Well," Sebastian starts, a little hesitant to continue. "Was just thinking...you haven't had it in a while. I haven't had it in a while. We both want it," he pauses for a moment. "Why don't we help each other out?"

"Oh," y/n has a slightly surprised look on his face. "I was also gonna say that," he laughs.

Sebastian chuckles a little. "That's great then! You up for the full thing or..?"

"Yeah, of course!" y/n says while moving to the other bed.

As the younger man sits beside the other, Sebastian asks, putting his hands on y/n's hips. "Anything I should know beforehand?"

"Mmm...I'm a bottom, don't like spanking or choking, and I prefer condoms."

"Ok, awesome! I think I have a couple condoms in my bag," y/n raises a brow at that. "You know, just in case," Sebastian completes before getting up to get the condoms.

y/n watches as the other comes back and puts the condom on the bedside table.

Sebastian removes his socks as he sits back on his bed, facing y/n. He places his hands on the other's hips again and moves closer before stopping to ask, "is kissing okay?"

"Yeah," y/n answers briefly before the older man kisses him.

Sebastian's lips are soft, and it's not until he starts using his tongue that y/n realizes how much he missed making out with someone.

y/n lets the other man take the upper hand and gives passage to Sebastian's warm tongue, that touches his own, cold from the smoothie he was drinking earlier.

Both of them moan as the kiss deepens and they actually start to makeout intensely.

The sound of their moist lips moving against each other fills their ears as y/n starts to unbuckle the other's belt.

Sebastian moves his hands to the younger’s butt, feeling it over his jeans, while y/n stops his attempt to remove the other’s pants and tugs on his sweater instead.

On cue, the older man breaks their kiss and grabs the collar of his sweater, moving it over his head and exposing his defined but soft abs and plump pecs. y/n stops to admire the other’s body, moving his hand to feel his warm skin and squeeze at his chest.

Sebastian lets the younger feel him up for a moment before removing y/n’s shirt himself.

The two then connect their lips again and continue their makeout session, hands now roaming each other’s bodies.

y/n moves his hands back to the other’s pants, now free from the belt, and unzips it. Sebastian’s bulge hidden behind only the thin layer of his boxers fabric, strained from how hard his penis is under it.

Both men moaned when the younger one palms at the other’s member, feeling how big it is.

y/n breaks their kiss and says, panting, “let’s take off our clothes,” and gets off the bed to remove his pants and underwear.

Sebastian sits back and lifts his hips, removing his pants and boxers without leaving the bed.

y/n can’t help but marvel at the sight before him. Sebastian is naked, hot body on display, gorgeous face, clearly panting from their makeout session, and 7-inch uncut cock standing straight with its tip glistening from precum. y/n was uncontrollably horny.

The younger man sat on the other’s lap and kissed him fiercely, nibbling at his lower lip before moving to his neck and collarbone. Sebastian did nothing but pant while his hands went from y/n’s back to his ass, where he squeezed.

y/n kept moving down, kissing and licking at the other’s chest and nipples before moving to the big shaft waiting for him inches away.

Sebastian looked as the younger wrapped his fingers around his thick veiny cock and slowly stroked it.

y/n moved his hand up and down the shaft for a while before licking the tip, tasting the precum, and finally wrapping his lips around the head, where he sucked like it was the sweetest lollipop.

Sebastian moaned loudly at that, tilting his head back in pleasure. He felt the warmth and wetness of y/n’s mouth engulf his dick further down until he touched the back of the younger’s throat.

y/n started bobbing his head up and down slowly, taking in the taste and fullness of Sebastian’s manhood inside his mouth. With his right hand around the member’s base, y/n felt the other’s pubic hair tickle his fingers.

After a couple minutes sucking Sebastian’s cock, y/n moved his mouth away, a string of spit and precum connecting his lips to the tip while he started stroking the shaft again.

y/n looked at the older man’s dick closely, noticing every vein that traced it from base to tip, admiring the black set of hair at the base and observing as the extra skin slid up and down the head as his hands moved. The romanian man’s cock was truly a sight to be seen.

After a few seconds, y/n dove in again, wrapping his lips around Sebastian’s dick one more time and bobbing his head even faster as he felt the other put his hand on the back of his head.

y/n kept sucking for a few more minutes before deciding it was time to move on. The young man gave one last suck at Sebastian’s cock and sat back up, panting from the long blowjob.

Sebastian grabbed the condom from the bedside table and opened the package, quickly rolling it over his dick right after. “Do you have any lube?”

y/n was still catching his breath when he nodded and got up the bed to look for the lube in his bag.

Coming back with a bottle on his hand, y/n kneeled down on the mattress and poured a good amount of lube onto his palm. He slicked Sebastian’s cock up and stroked it a few times before using some more lube to lather his own hole.

As y/n was about to enter his finger in his hole, Sebastian brought his own hand up to the other’s ass, silently asking for permission to finger him instead. y/n then removed his hand and let Sebastian do it.

The romanian man rubbed his index and middle finger around y/n’s entrance to gather as much lube as he could from there before slowly entering one of the fingers in the other’s awaiting hole.

Sebastian pushed his index finger in y/n’s tight entrance, pushing back the resistance until he popped in. y/n moaned at the feeling of his friend’s finger inside him.

Slowly, Sebastian pushed his finger deeper, feeling y/n’s tight walls warm around him. He pumped in and out a few times before inserting his middle finger in, scissoring y/n’s hole to loosen it.

He kept fingering y/n for a few minutes, the younger man kneeling in front of him on the mattress and rocking his hips a little to feel more of the addicting friction of the other’s fingers.

Sebastian slowly removed his fingers from y/n’s hole and motioned him to lay back on the bed. y/n let his back hit the mattress below him and kept his legs spread apart as Sebastian positioned himself.

Kneeling in front of y/n, Sebastian took his lubed up cock and moved it until the other felt the tip of the condom tickle at his entrance. Carefully, the older man pushed the head in until it was being wrapped by y/n’s warm walls. The two moaned at the feeling.

Slowly, Sebastian pushed his cock further, letting y/n get used to the size in between movements.

Once fully inside, the two stayed still for a moment before Sebastian started to move his hips at a slow pace.

y/n started moaning at the feeling of the other’s girthy dick sliding in and out of his hole. Sebastian was no different, letting out moans as he sped up his motions.

Soon enough, the two were a moaning mess, and the sound of Sebastian’s balls hitting y/n’s ass filled the room, the skin-to-skin noise turning them on even more.

As they became frantic with pleasure, y/n roamed his hands on Sebastian’s sweaty chest and shoulders, taking in the erotic view before him as the other did the same with him.

“I’m gonna cum,” y/n said, feeling his climax nearing as he held onto the older man’s shoulders.

Sebastian sped up his pace as if it was even possible, turning the younger man below him into an even bigger moaning mess. “Cum for me,” he said with an extremely sexy low voice.

Second later, y/n was spurting cum all over his stomach and chest, moaning as his orgasm took over him. It had been ages since he had cum this hard.

As Sebastian slowed down his pace, y/n managed to speak up. “Cum on my face,” he puffed.

Those words made the other man even hornier. Sebastian took his dick out of y/n’s ass and quickly threw away the condom.

y/n sat up and Sebastian moved closer to his face, masturbating his cock frantically as the younger man opened his mouth, waiting.

The sound of Sebastian’s strokes was incredibly arousing, and the view of the man jerking off right above him made y/n’s dick grow hard again.

Seconds later, Sebastian was moaning as endless ropes of cum gushed out of his cock and onto y/n’s face and tongue. The man didn’t stop releasing his seed for many seconds before the other decided to wrap his lips around him again, drawing yet another moan from the man.

y/n sucked Sebastian’s cock clean before detaching his lips and laying back down.

Panting, the young man noticed as the other leaned down until they were face to face. Sebastian looked at y/n and started to sensually lick his own cum off the other’s face, stopping only when there was nothing left to lick.

y/n already had his lips parted when Sebastian kissed him, immediately inserting his tongue in the other’s mouth, sharing the taste of his cum with him as they made out.

They kept kissing for a few minutes before Sebastian stopped and laid beside y/n, leaving both men catching their breath after their unbelievably amazing sex.

“Fuck,” Sebastian spoke up. “That was…”

“Incredible,” y/n completed.

The two kept reaching for air for a moment before the romanian man spoke up again.

“We should do that more often.”

“Oh, don’t worry,” y/n said. “We’ll be stuck here together for a few months, we have plenty of time to do that.”

Both men chuckled at the thought.

The next few filming months would be a fun ride with these two friends fucking like rabbits in heat. What’s better than friends who help each other out?

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ladydarksbane · 10 months

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#sebastian stan #sebastian's smile #nose scrunch #smiling #happy sebby #his smile can light up the world #in sebastian we stan #sebastianstanedit #sebstanedit #meme

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sebstanaddict · 5 months

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Too Good To Be True

Sebastian Stan x Reader Story

Summary: A romantic comedy story where Sebastian Stan falls in love with reader but she is not who he thinks she is.

Horrified that she let Sebastian’s girlfriend’s dog, ruin Sebastian's girlfriend's shoes, she tried to find a way to fix it so Aurora wouldn’t find out. Will she succeed and save Aurora’s two thousand dollars shoes? Or will Aurora find out and fire her?

Pairings : Sebastian Stan x Female!Reader

Chapters : 8/20 (Might add more)

Chapter List >

Warning : none - let me know if you find anything

Word count : 7.3k words

This story is inspired loosely by Sebastian's love life so it will have characters from his real life but I will not name their real names. I will only use Sebastian's real name in the story.

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Chapter 8 - Hola

13320 Mulholland Drive, Los Angeles, California - Wednesday, July 5th 2023 - 9 am

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Y/n's heart dropped to her stomach as she caught sight of the cream Chihuahua chewing on Aurora's new Jimmy Choo shoes. She became even more horrified as the crystals on the strap started to fall off and dropped onto the floor.

"Paris! No.. no.. no..!' She immediately ran towards the Chihuahua and pulled the shoe off from her mouth. But Paris held onto it tight and wouldn't let go. Her heart sank as the top part of the shoe started to rip and even more crystals fell off from it.

"Paris! Let it go! Let it go!" She demanded but it was no use. Paris growled and continued to pull the shoe.

She had no choice but to let it go so that it didn't become ruined even further. Once she let it go Paris was jolted back from the sudden release and finally released the shoe. She immediately picked it up and put it high above her head so Paris couldn't take it again.

"Bad dog! Bad dog!" She scolded as Paris barked loudly at her.

She shook her head in disbelief as she studied the shoe, wondering if she could still fix it. But the crystals on the strap were all gone and the top part had been ripped. There was no way she could repair it.

She looked around, realizing she needed to find the other pair and found it lying on the floor not far from Paris, the condition even worse than the one in her hand. Paris was about to bite the other shoe again but she picked it up before she got the chance.

"Bad dog! Bad dog!" She yelled in frustration as she picked up an empty shoe box near her and put the shoes in it. She wasn't sure what to do but at that moment all she could think about was to pick up all the crystals and clean up the room from any evidence. She could think about what to do later on.

One by one she started to pick up the crystals and dropped them into the box while Paris stood near her and continued to bark.

"Shut up Paris! This is all your fault!" She scolded her. Miraculously Paris stopped barking, as if she knew what she was saying. She paused and looked up and saw Paris looking serious, her eyes furrowed in concentration. Then she heard the most disgusting sound ever, Paris had just pooped onto the floor! Leaving a wet brown stinky mess onto the floor.

"Paris! Oh my God! Seriously?!" She scrunched her nose in disgust as the foul smell wafted into her nose.

Paris just looked at her innocently then ran away from her out of the room. She sighed as she stood up and decided to clean the mess first before continuing to gather the rest of the crystals.

Once the floor was clean from Paris' liquid poop she continued to gather the crystals into the shoe box as her mind thought of what to do. Fixing the shoes was impossible. Even if she could glue back all the crystals, the satin part of the shoes were already ripped. She contemplated buying a new pair but realized she didn't have enough money to buy a new one. The shoe cost two thousand dollars and she didn't have that much in her possession. She literally only had the money Sebastian had given her when she was still working at Go Get 'Em Tiger and two hundred dollars she got from Sebastian the other day minus the price of the waffles she bought at the cafe. She realized she only had about nine hundred dollars, and she needed it for the rest of the month.

She contemplated asking for Sebastian's help but then decided against it. He had helped her so much and she really didn't want to bother him again. Besides, she would be too embarrassed to tell him. It would just show how incompetent she was. She wondered if she could probably borrow some money from Lara or her roommates. She hated to ask for their help but she didn't have a choice. Of course, she could always confess to Aurora about what happened but she was afraid Aurora would fire her.

After a while she finally decided to ask her friends for help. Aurora was going to pay her six grand anyway by the end of the month, so she could pay them back by then.

Relieved that she had a plan, she finished gathering all the crystals into the shoe box and brought it out of the room.

She walked downstairs to hide the shoe box in her room but her worst nightmare happened. She was only several steps away from the ground floor when two things happened at the same time. The front door suddenly opened and Aurora entered the room. Paris ran downstairs and slipped in front of her, startling her that she tripped on the stairs and fell onto the floor, the shoe box flew away from her hand and dropped onto the floor. The cover of the box opened, revealing the ruined shoes and crystals scattered all over the floor.

"Y/n!!!" Aurora's high pitched scream entered her ears and her heart dropped to her stomach.

"What the hell is this?!" Aurora yelled.

She looked up and grunted, feeling pain on several parts of her body. She slowly stood up, noticing that thankfully she just seemed to be bruised, no sprain, no broken bones.

"I.. I'm sorry, Miss Watson." She stammered as she fixed the position of her glasses which had skewed a little when she fell down, her heart beating fast in fear.

"Is this my new Jimmy Choo shoes?!" Aurora asked, picking up the shoe box from the floor.

"Y.. yes. I'm sorry Miss Watson. Paris chewed it. I.. I didn't see when she entered your room. I was busy cleaning her room. I'm sorry." She said, her head hung and she looked down, afraid to look into Aurora's eyes.

"I told you not to let her enter my room! I told you she likes shoes!" Aurora yelled.

"I'm sorry.." she said again as she cowered in fear.

"This is the worst day of my life! First, my mother ditched me! Saying she forgot about meeting me today, preferring to meet up with that bitch cousin of mine! And then this?! Ugh! Why is this happening to me?! Aaaargh!!!" Aurora screamed, startling her.

"I.. I'm sorry, Miss Watson." She stammered again.

"You! You are responsible for this!" She said, shaking the shoe box in her hands.

"I need this for the gala this Saturday. You have to buy me a new one!" Aurora demanded.

"But.. but I don't have that much money, Aurora." She protested.

"It's Miss Watson to you!" Aurora protested.

"Yes, Miss Watson. I.. I'm sorry." She stammered yet again.

"How much money do you have?" She asked.

"I.. umm.. about nine hundred dollars." She replied.

"Fine, give me the money and I'll cut the rest from your pay." Aurora demanded.

"But.. I need it for the rest of the month. For food and things. I have nothing else." She protested.

"Well, you live here, you can just eat whatever is in the employee kitchen. I doubt you will need anything else." Aurora stated and she sighed in defeat.

"Go and get your money. I'm going to Jimmy Choo now and you're coming with me!" Aurora demanded and she didn't have a choice but to obey.

She sighed as she trudged slowly to her room and picked up her wallet. She counted the bills in it and indeed, she only had nine hundred and sixty five dollars. She was about to keep the sixty five dollars in her pocket when Aurora suddenly entered her room and snatched her wallet from her hand, startling her.

"Nine hundred and sixty five dollars. I'm taking all of this. I knew you had more, you lying bitch." Aurora snapped and she felt like her words had stabbed her heart. How dare she talked to her like that?!

Aurora threw the empty wallet back into her hand and she turned around, leaving her seething with anger.

For a split second she felt like running, just running away from that awful place and going back to her apartment and just find another job. She couldn't stand being yelled and cursed at like that. But then she realized she didn't have any money at all except maybe ten dollars in her savings account. If she left, she wouldn't have any money to buy food for the rest of the month. If she stayed, she could at least eat from the employee's kitchen until the end of the month when Aurora hopefully would pay her the rest of her salary.

She sighed then took a deep breath as she finally decided to stay, at most until the end of the month. After that she would definitely resign.

"Y/n! Come here!" Just then Aurora's loud yelling could be heard. She sighed then went out of her cell, trying hard to contain her anger.

"Come with me. We're going to Jimmy Choo and then to the vet. I think Paris' diarrhea got worse. Her room is full of her poop. You were supposed to tell me and clean up her room! What an incompetent assistant you are!" Aurora protested, shaking her head as she gave her a small dog crate with Paris barking in it.

"But I cleaned her room already! She must have pooped again when we were talking." She defended herself as she carried Paris' crate.

"Well clearly her diarrhea hasn't gotten any better then. So come. Don't you dare protest again or I'll fire you! Got that?!" Aurora threatened and she nodded, gritting her teeth.

"Good. Now come on!" Aurora demanded and she turned around and walked towards the front door. She sighed and reluctantly started to follow her out of the house.

—

"Have you come up with the Spanish sentence I can say tomorrow at the interview?" Aurora asked her later on when they were in the vet's waiting room, waiting for the vet to see them. They already bought a new pair of Jimmy Choo shoes earlier.

"Oh, I haven't. Sorry." she replied.

"You really are an incompetent assistant. You're so useless. If Seb didn't promise me the role in Pumping Black I would never have hired you." Aurora complained and once again she felt like her heart had been stabbed.

"I'm sorry. I'll try and come up with something." She said, trying hard not to lose her temper.

"Well you better." Aurora huffed.

That night Aurora asked her to watch over Paris again while she went out with her friends. Paris apparently caught some kind of stomach bug and the vet had given her some medicines, which she was supposed to give Paris twice a day.

Paris still had diarrhea after they came back from the vet so she ended up having to clean her liquid poop multiple times, much to her disgust. She locked herself in Paris' room with Paris that night so that she didn't leave liquid poop all over the house. She sat on a sofa by the window with the window open so that she didn't suffocate in the room. Despite having cleaned all the poop in the room, there was still some residual smell that just didn't go away and if she didn't open the window she might just throw up.

She glanced at the golden castle, no sound or movement could be heard from it. It seemed Paris had fallen asleep, much to her relief. She opened her cellphone and started to type up some sentences in both English and Spanish for Aurora's interview the next day. She wondered why Aurora didn't just use Google translate or something. She realized that she might be that stupid. She chuckled internally.

¿Hola, cómo estás? Mi nombre es Aurora y estoy feliz de estar aquí hoy.

(Hello, how are you? My name is Aurora and I'm happy to be here today.)

She stared at the sentence on her cellphone screen and suddenly an idea popped into her head. She started typing and couldn't help but laugh as she typed.

¿Hola, cómo estás? Mi nombre es Aurora y soy una perra narcisista a la que le encanta acosar a la gente.

(Hello, how are you? My name is Aurora and I'm a narcissistic bitch who loves to harass people.)

She laughed again as she said the sentence out loud. After all the things Aurora had done to her, she seriously contemplated on giving her the second sentence to say. It would be very interesting and rewarding to see her humiliate herself. She imagined seeing the interviewer's reaction when Aurora said that and how awkward it must be after that. Especially if Aurora didn't realize what she just said.

Her happiness imagining the situation was short lived however as a sadness crept into her heart. No, she wasn't that kind of person. She imagined if the situation was reversed. How embarrassed she would feel. Not to mention Aurora would most likely fire her over that. She sighed as she decided to just give her the first sentence.

As if on cue Aurora crashed the door open and walked in.

"Y/n.. there you are. My little Cinderella." Aurora said, giggling as she walked closer to her. She seemed to be drunk as she couldn't even walk straight.

"How is Paris? Is she still pooping?" Aurora asked, stopping in front of her. She scrunched up her nose as the smell of alcohol wafted into her nose.

"Umm.. the last time she pooped was two hours ago." She replied as she put her cellphone back in her pocket and stood up.

"Okay... okay. That's.. that's good, right?" Aurora asked, her speech a little slurred.

"Well, I think. She's sleeping now so hopefully it is a good sign." She replied, stepping back a little.

"Okay. Good." Aurora nodded then she suddenly keeled over to the front and put her arm around her shoulder, startling her.

"I don't feel so good." Aurora mumbled.

"You're drunk. Come on, let's go and get to your room." She replied as she started to help Aurora walk to her room.

Aurora was quiet and let her drag her to her room. She placed her gently on the bed and helped to remove her shoes. Aurora immediately closed her eyes and seemed to have fallen asleep. She shook her head as she set her shoes away. She was about to leave the room when Aurora suddenly croaked.

"Thanks mom."

She paused and turned around but Aurora already had her eyes closed. She wondered if she was hearing things. She sighed then decided to just leave as she started to feel sorry for Aurora. It seemed being ditched by her mother really affected her.

She went back to Paris' room and was relieved to see she was still sleeping so she went back to her cell.

She stared at the ceiling of her cell again that night wondering how things could even get worse for her today. She was officially broke. She was poor and had no money. Something she never thought she would experience. She missed having enough money so that she could have any breakfast she wanted from any cafe she wanted without thinking whether she would get broke after that. She missed having more than ten dollars in her savings account and not worrying whether she had enough money to survive until the end of the month. Heck, she missed just having control of her own life and not becoming someone else's slave!

She sighed and contemplated trying to get another IT job. Clearly her acting career was going bad. She had tried audition after audition but had not received any call back yet. Even though Sebastian said she was good but apparently not good enough for people to cast her into anything, she thought sadly. But she remembered Sebastian's Japanese co-star and Sebastian himself. How long it took for them to succeed. She had only tried actively auditioning for a month, surely she could try again. If she truly wanted an acting career she should be patient and keep on trying, no matter how hard it was. Besides, she already paid to enroll in a part time acting class at her conservatory for that whole month. It would be a waste of money if she stopped trying in her acting career.

Yes, she shouldn't be too impatient. She could at least give acting a year to try and maybe after a year she could see what happens next. In the meantime, her main concern was to find another job after she resigns as Aurora's PA at the end of the month. She decided to ask her roommates tomorrow and also Google some job vacancies tomorrow. Hopefully she will have some free time tomorrow.

Unfortunately her wish didn't come true yet again. From early in the morning she was already busy. She forgot to close her bedroom door and forgot to lock Paris' room so that Paris ended up in her room that morning.

She woke up with a start as she heard Paris' barks. She grabbed her glasses from the nightstand and put it on. She looked down and saw Paris looking up at her and then she barked and started walking around her room. Then she barked again and went out of her room. It seemed she wanted her to follow her. So she got out of the bed reluctantly and followed Paris out of her room.

Apparently Paris waited at the kitchen door then continued to run inside.

"Paris! Hold on! Wait!" She called out as she started to run after her.

She got inside the house and saw Paris sprinting up onto the second floor. She sprinted up as well, her heart beating fast in her chest, wondering if something had happened to Aurora.

Paris slipped into Aurora's room and she followed her inside. The first thing she saw was a huge puddle of vomit in the middle of the bed and then she heard the sound of Aurora, vomiting in the bathroom.

Of course, Aurora had a hangover. She sighed. She should have realized. She glanced at the clock on the wall and it was 6 in the morning. Rosa or Gabriella had not arrived yet. She needed to deal with this by herself, much to her disgust.

She decided to check on Aurora first before dealing with the vomit on the bed.

She went to the bathroom and saw Aurora hunched over above the toilet, her chest heaving. She looked absolutely awful.

"Excuse me, Miss Watson. I'm sorry. Do you need any help?" She asked slowly.

Aurora jumped in surprise then stared at her angrily.

"Never ever come into my room uninvited!" Aurora croaked.

"I.. I'm sorry Miss Watson. Paris woke up and led me here. I thought you might need some help." She explained.

"Fine." She sighed and held the side of her head. "My head hurts so much. And I puked on my bed." Aurora said.

"I'll clean your bed Miss Watson. But is there anything I can help you with before I do that? Do you need any help getting back into bed?" She asked in concern.

"I can't go back into bed unless it's clean, you idiot!" Aurora yelled and she sighed.

"Okay, I'll clean it now, Miss Watson." She nodded.

"Wait! Help me up and help me get to the kitchen. I'm thirsty." Aurora said, extending her hand up to her.

She nodded and immediately helped Aurora up from the bathroom floor.

She ended up making Aurora a ginseng drink and some toast to help her deal with the hangover. By the time she was done, Rosa came and took over taking care of Aurora while she cleaned up the bed.

She scrunched her nose as the smell of vomit wafted into her nose. She already wore a mask but she could still smell the vomit, making her gag and wanted to vomit herself. She decided to breathe through her mouth as she continued to clean the sheet and eventually changed it with a new one.

She was putting the sheet in the washing machine when Rosa came in and looked for her.

"Y/n? Aurora is looking for you. She's in the living room by the kitchen." Rosa said.

"Oh okay. Could you continue with this for me?" She asked as she gestured at the sheets in the washing machine.

"Oh sure. Just leave it." Rosa nodded.

"Thank you Rosa." She smiled and Rosa smiled back.

"No problem Y/n. Good luck." Rosa replied and she sighed as she heard her. Luck. She definitely needed that since six months ago, and more.

"Miss Watson? Is there anything I can do for you?" She asked as she arrived in the living room. Aurora was lying down on the sofa, her hand massaging her head and her eyes were closed.

Aurora opened her eyes and squinted as she continued to massage her head.

"Yes, a lot. The interview with the Spanish magazine is scheduled this afternoon at two, here. I need you to set up the place for the interview and then prepare my outfit for it. I also need you to order the food and drink for the people from the magazine and my team. I also need you to watch over Paris again. Make sure she has her medicine and monitor whether she still has diarrhea or not. And then clean her room." Aurora replied.

"Oh okay." She nodded.

"Are you taking notes? I don't want you to mess up again. Take notes!" Aurora commanded.

"Y.. yes Miss Watson, let me get a pen and paper." She nodded and immediately went to her room to grab some.

Aurora's instructions for the day were four pages long. She had a headache already just writing them. Aurora definitely was a perfectionist.

"Did you get all that?" Aurora asked once she was done writing the last instruction.

"Yes, Miss Watson." She nodded.

"Good. I need some aspirin. Go and get me some." Aurora commanded.

"Right away, Miss Watson." She nodded.

After taking the aspirin Aurora went back to sleep while she went to work. So much for taking the time to look for a job vacancy. She sighed as she went up to the second floor to check on Paris.

—

"So, does she get drunk often?" She asked Gabriella later on in the kitchen.

She was studying the instructions Aurora gave her earlier after ordering through DoorDash the food and drink for the magazine crew. The papers which were filled with instructions laid on the table. Gabriella was having some breakfast in front of her. A cup of coffee and a piece of toast were on the table in front of her.

"Well, if she doesn't get what she wants, usually." Gabriella shrugged as she bit the last piece of her toast.

"It's hard to imagine her not getting what she wants with all of these facilities, riches and connections she has." She commented.

"Yeah, it is for people like us. But I guess it's true that no amount of money can buy happiness." Gabriella responded.

"Yeah, you're right. Although having any money at all right now would make me very happy." She commented as she started to feel her eyes start to water.

"Oh.. Y/n.. I know what you mean. Don't worry, you'll get through this. And, I know I barely have enough money myself, but if you need to borrow some, just let me know, okay?" Gabriella said, smiling at her.

"Thanks Gabriella. I appreciate it." She smiled back.

"Of course." Gabriella smiled.

"By the way, for someone like Aurora, don't you think it's weird that she asked me to come up with a Spanish sentence to say for today's interview? I mean, I would have thought, with all the money she has, she could learn Spanish or German or whatever. Or she could just consult Google translate!" She commented.

"Y/n, she's a spoiled brat who doesn't need to do anything. Her whole life is already guaranteed. And she doesn't like to work hard. She just likes doing the easy work but gets paid a lot which is why she is more focused on the modeling part and influencer part rather than the acting part. There's no way she has the patience to learn another language. She doesn't even want to take up acting lessons and she believes herself to be good enough as it is." Gabriella explained.

"Hmm.. I see." She said as she sipped her milk tea.

"What sentence did you come up with by the way?" Gabriella asked.

"Oh, just a general sentence." She said as she picked up an empty paper and started writing down the sentence.

"I just came up with this." She said as she showed the sentence to Gabriella.

"Hmm.. yeah. That could work. You know what would be hilarious though is if you get her to say this." Gabriella said with a twinkle in her eyes.

"¿Hola, cómo estás? Mi nombre es Aurora y soy una perra vaga a la que no le gusta trabajar pero ama el dinero, así que haré cualquier cosa fácil para conseguirlo. Incluyendo convertirse en una novia falsa."

("Hello, how are you? My name is Aurora and I'm a lazy bitch who doesn't like to work but loves money so I'll do anything easy to get some. Including becoming a fake girlfriend.")

Gabriella said and she laughed out loud.

"Wait! Fake girlfriend? What do you mean?" She asked, her eyes widened.

"Oh.. It's just a rumor but.. I think we can see that Sebastian and her are not in a real relationship." Gabriella shrugged.

"Really?!" She asked in disbelief. Somehow a glimmer of hope entered her heart, as much as she hated it because she was sure Sebastian would never fall for someone like her.

"I mean, Sebastian never stayed here long. He never stayed overnight. At least, that's what I can gather. I do leave at seven at night but in the morning when I cleaned up Aurora's room I never found it to be.. umm.. you know. There was just no evidence of any activity during the night involving two people who are supposed to be a couple." Gabriella said, blushing a little.

She was speechless when she heard it. "That's.. wow."

"Yeah.. I don't know if they probably go to his place or whatever. You know. But he rarely comes here. Which is just weird, isn't it?" Gabriella continued.

"It is weird." She said as her mind went to Lara and the Sebastian Stan fandom, thinking of giving them the tea to one of Sebastian's gossip blogs. But then she quickly decided against it. She would probably just tell Lara and ask her to keep it a secret. Knowing Sebastian personally, she didn't want to spread private information about him, especially something controversial like this.

"Yeah. Anyway, it would be hilarious to see her say that to the interviewer." Gabriella laughed.

"Oh I'm sure it would be." She chuckled.

"I actually came up with another sentence." She said mischievously as she started to write down the second sentence on a different paper and showed it to Gabriella.

Gabriella laughed upon seeing it. "Now that is the truth."

"I know, right?" She chuckled.

"Anyway, I have to prepare the living room for the interview." She said as she folded both papers with the sentences on them and put them in her pocket.

"Alright. Come on. I'll help you." Gabriella said as she stood up.

She spent the rest of the morning until lunch time doing all that Aurora asked so that by the time Aurora woke up again, everything was ready. She even skipped lunch because she was so busy.

"Y/n! Have you thought of the Spanish sentence I can say during the interview?" Aurora asked while her hair was being styled by her hair stylist, Jenny, the woman with long brunette hair and glasses. They were in Aurora's room helping Aurora get ready for the interview which was scheduled in an hour.

"Yes, I have." She said as she pulled out a piece of paper where she had written the sentence earlier.

"Here it is." She said as she gave the folded paper to Aurora.

"What does it mean?" Aurora asked, as she opened the paper and studied it.

"It means: Hello, how are you? My name is Aurora and I'm happy to be here today." she replied.

"Okay." Aurora nodded as she looked at the paper and started to say them out loud.

Her cellphone buzzed just then, the food and drink had arrived so she excused herself to take care of them, leaving Aurora to practice saying the sentence by herself.

An hour later she stood behind the camera crew as she watched Aurora sitting on the sofa while Jenny, her hair stylist fixed her hair and Jo, the Asian man who was apparently her stylist, fixed her clothes. The interviewer, who was a Spanish woman, sat on a sofa across from her. She had her own stylist fixing her look.

"Alright, can we start now?" The Spanish woman asked as soon as her stylists were done.

"Yes, of course." Aurora nodded and smiled as her stylists finally finished and stepped away from her.

"One.. two.. three.. rolling." One of the crew members clapped a clapperboard, signaling the start of the interview.

"Welcome to Hola special segment. We are here at one of Hollywood's most popular actress, model and influencer, Aurora Watson's home. Thank you for welcoming us here, Aurora." The Spanish woman said, smiling.

"¿Hola, cómo estás? Mi nombre es Aurora y soy una perra narcisista a la que le encanta acosar a la gente." Aurora said and her heart dropped to her stomach. Aurora said the second sentence! She must have given her the wrong paper!

There was silence in the room after Aurora said it then the interviewer laughed. "That's.. uh.. very interesting thing to say about yourself, Aurora."

"Oh.. uh.. yeah. Is it?" She asked in confusion.

"Yes, of course. I'm sure you meant that as a joke. I mean, no one would call themselves narcissistic and love to harass people deliberately unless it's a joke. Right?" The interviewer asked, raising her eyebrows.

Slowly understanding dawned on Aurora's face and she glanced at Y/n, giving her a murderous look for a split second then her face changed completely and she laughed.

"Of course it was a joke." Aurora said and the interviewer seemed to exhale in relief and she continued the interview.

She looked down in defeat a couple of hours later, once the interview was over and all the magazine crew and Aurora's stylists were gone. She was in the living room with Aurora, being scolded on like a school child being scolded on by her teacher.

"Are you happy? Having humiliated me like that?!" Aurora scolded her and she cowered in fear.

"Answer me!" Aurora yelled, startling her.

"N.. no.. Miss Watson." She shook her head vigorously.

"Liar! I bet you loved seeing it! You know, I thought you were a nice girl who would just obey me and ask no questions. Apparently you have a dark side don't you?" Aurora snarled.

"It was a mistake, Miss Watson! I.. I didn't mean to give you that paper. I gave you the wrong paper!" She defended herself.

"Well.. even if you did, you still took the time to write that sentence in that paper. Meaning you fully intended to humiliate me!" Aurora stated and she knew she lost the debate.

"Thankfully I wasn't that stupid and could still pull it off as a joke. So your attempt at humiliating me failed miserably. I know you think I'm going to fire you over this. But no. Firing you will just make you happy. Wouldn't it?" Aurora hissed and she just stayed quiet, knowing whatever she said would be futile.

"I'm not gonna fire you and give you the satisfaction. No. Instead.. I'm going to make your life.. a living hell." Aurora threatened and gave her an evil smile, striking fear in her heart.

—

True to her promise, for the rest of the day and the day after, Aurora made sure she was in living hell. Aurora asked her to replace Gabriella and Rosa and do all their tasks, from cleaning, cooking, ironing clothes and doing the laundry, taking care of Paris too, cleaning her room and taking her out for a walk. Aurora even asked her to wash her car and clean the pool and the garden. She barely had time for herself.

On Friday Aurora went even further by asking her to move furniture around in the house as she said she suddenly had an inspiration to change the decor in her house. Nelson, Rosa and Gabriella thankfully helped her move the heavy furniture but Aurora asked her to do the finishing touches even down to changing the light bulbs of the chandelier in the living room.

She was kind of afraid of heights so she took the time to get up on the ladder. She finally reached the topmost ladder and started to change the lightbulb when someone called out to her.

"Y/n! What are you doing?!" Sebastian's voice traveled to her ears, startling her and her feet slipped on the ladder. One moment she was up on the ladder, reaching out to change a light bulb and the next she felt herself falling down the ladder. She closed her eyes, fully expecting to hit the floor hard but when she opened her eyes, somehow she was in Sebastian's arms.

"Ooof! I got you there." Sebastian said, swaying a little as he caught her in his arms.

She immediately blushed upon seeing his face being so close to her. He gazed at her warmly and once again she felt like he was seeing into her soul, making her heart beat so fast in her chest.

"Thank you, Sebastian. For saving my life." She finally said after a while and he laughed as he set her down on the floor.

"Oh no problem, Y/n. It was my fault anyway. I shouldn't have surprised you like that." He chuckled.

"Yeah, you did scare me." She protested and he laughed again.

"Anyway, let me help you change the lightbulbs. You just stay down here where it's safe." He said as he snatched the lightbulb from her hand.

"Thanks. You really are a lifesaver. I don't really like heights." She said, feeling so grateful for him as she picked up a box with new lightbulbs in it. The chandelier had ten lightbulbs in it and Aurora wanted her to change them all.

"Me neither." Sebastian said as he slowly took step by step up the ladder. "I'm always nervous in airplanes."

"Yeah, me too. I mean, with airplanes it's even worse. There is nothing holding us to earth except gravity and at any moment something can go wrong and we could fall twenty thousand feet to the ground to our deaths." She shuddered and Sebastian laughed.

"Well I'm gonna remember that line now every time I go on a flight." He commented.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." She said as she gave him the second lightbulb.

"It's okay, Y/n." He chuckled.

"So, how is everything?" Sebastian asked as he finished changing the second lightbulb.

"Umm.. good.. everything is.. good." She said slowly, not willing to share that she had screwed up twice and almost got herself fired and that she was basically broke.

"Good to hear that. You know, I thought you would have asked to resign by now. Apparently you're more resilient than that." He chuckled.

"Well, at this moment I feel I have no option. Besides, I owe you Sebastian. You made me get this job and I don't want to disappoint you." She said as she gave him the third lightbulb and blushed as Sebastian smiled at her warmly.

"You remember on your first day I said that it's okay if you want to resign? No need to think about me? Right? So, just remember that. Okay?" He said and she nodded.

"So, how are you, Sebastian? What brings you here, if you don't mind me asking?" She asked as she was suddenly reminded of Gabriella's comment of Aurora being his fake girlfriend.

"I'm good, thanks. I'm here because Aurora asked me to come for a fitting with her stylist. We're going to this gala event hosted by Amore tomorrow night and she wants our outfit to match." He explained.

"Oh I see." She nodded.

So, he came for work purposes. She mentally noted. She just realized that ever since she started working with Aurora, he really never came to visit her. He only came early that week to drive her here. He did meet with Aurora on her second day but that was because they had a photoshoot together. But he didn't come to visit on Wednesday or Thursday. She couldn't help but feel that it was really weird but then there was always the possibility that he was just too busy on those days. Still, her gut feeling said that he really was faking it with Aurora. Especially with the way he behaved around her, like he couldn't stand her. She couldn't believe that those Sebastian fans who thought Sebastian and Aurora were a PR couple was true. Lara was apparently right. She thought in disbelief.

"Seb?! What are you doing?" Aurora's voice could be heard and her heart dropped to her stomach.

"Hey Aurora. I'm just helping Y/n out, changing the lightbulbs." Sebastian said, waving a little at her.

"Seb! Get down here now! I asked her and not you to change the lightbulbs. I need you for the fitting right now!" Aurora commanded.

"Alright, okay. Calm down." Sebastian sighed as he started to go down the ladder.

"Sorry." He whispered to her as he walked past and she just nodded.

"Y/n! As soon as you're done changing the lightbulbs, come to my room. I need you for a fitting too!" Aurora demanded.

"Oh! A fitting?" She asked in confusion.

"Yes, I need you to come to the gala tomorrow. I need someone to carry the trail of my dress." Aurora replied and her heart dropped to her stomach.

The day of the gala was a Saturday, she had an acting class she was supposed to attend. She thought she would have weekends off but she forgot to ask specifically whether she would get weekends off. She knew she was in a really bad position to ask Aurora about it, but she had to ask for her own good.

"Miss Watson, I'm really sorry. Do you think you can give me a day off every Saturday? Because I have an acting class every Saturday. And I'm afraid I can't come with you to the gala." She slowly said.

"What makes you think that I can give you Saturdays off? Especially after what you did! No! You are coming with me tomorrow! And you will be working for me every weekend, Saturday and Sunday. No days off for you!" Aurora spat.

"Aurora.. " Sebastian started but he was cut off.

"Seb! She's my assistant, stay out of it! You don't know the mess she had made and how she had humiliated me the other day. She doesn't deserve a day off!" Aurora yelled.

"Look, whatever she did, she still has the right for a day off every week. Maybe you can at least give her one day off every Sunday." Sebastian protested.

Aurora didn't respond immediately, her eyebrows furrowed in anger, her chest heaving.

"Fine. Sunday. I can give you Sundays off." Aurora finally said. "Now come on, Seb. Jo is waiting." Aurora said as she dragged Sebastian by the arm. Sebastian didn't have a choice but to follow her. He glanced back at her and she mouthed a thank you at him. He smiled and nodded a little at her then continued to follow Aurora out of the living room.

She sighed as she continued to climb up the ladder and changed the remaining lightbulbs. There goes the money she had paid for the acting class. She thought sadly. The part time acting class was only held every Saturday as the conservatory was closed every Sunday. She wondered if she could ask her acting teacher Miss Davidson to give her private acting lessons every Sunday instead. But then again, she was broke. How was she supposed to pay Miss Davidson? She sighed. There was no other option but to stay working for Aurora until the end of the month. After that she would find another job and enroll again into the part time acting class. She hoped the conservatory would allow all the tuition she had paid to roll over for another month so she wouldn't lose her money for nothing.

Despite all the positivity she tried to inject into her mind to make her stay and work for Aurora, something happened that afternoon that made her change her mind.

After she was finished changing all the lightbulbs, she went upstairs into Aurora's room. Aurora's stylist Jo was putting a light blue suit onto Sebastian. He looked extremely handsome with white buttoned up shirt, light blue pants and light blue suit jacket. His hair was pulled back slickly into a neat man bun.

Meanwhile Aurora wore a white embroidered dress with a plunging neckline and mermaid skirt and tons of crystal applique on the bodice and skirt. She couldn't help but think as if they were preparing for a wedding with what they were wearing. And as much as she hated it, she could feel the heaviness of jealousy again in her heart. She stared at them both and saw how amazing they looked together. She could never look like that, she thought sadly.

"Excuse me." She called out.

"Oh, there you are." Aurora said, looking at her from where she was standing near the walk in closet.

"Jo, once you're done with Seb, could you help find something for her? Even though I doubt you can find anything good for her with her looking like that." Aurora chuckled.

"Aurora.." Sebastian warned her and Aurora shrugged.

"What? I was just saying the obvious." Aurora protested.

"You don't need to mock her like that. Honestly." Sebastian shook his head.

"Oh shut up, Seb. I'm tired of you defending her all the time." Aurora protested.

"I wouldn't need to defend her if only you could behave yourself." Sebastian protested and an awkward silence fell on the room.

"Behave myself!? She was the one that started it! She is an incompetent bitch who ruined my shoes and deliberately humiliated me during the interview yesterday!" Aurora finally broke the silence.

"What?" Sebastian asked, dumbfounded.

Aurora proceeded to explain what happened. Sebastian looked baffled as Aurora explained everything, from her point of view, of course. At the end of her tirade Sebastian glanced at her and she could see a look of disappointment on his face.

"Aurora, despite everything she did, you don't have the right to mock her like that." Sebastian finally said, turning to look at Aurora.

"Oh please!" Aurora scoffed.

"Aurora, enough. I'm done. I think the suit fits. I have to go." Sebastian said as he started to take off his suit jacket, gave it to Jo and then he went to the bathroom. He glanced at her as he passed but the warm look in his eyes that he usually gave her was gone, replaced by disappointment. She felt like her heart broke as she looked at how he looked at her. She looked down as he continued to walk past her. Her heart shattered as she felt immense guilt for disappointing him.

Sebastian left without saying a word to her when she was busy with Jo picking a dress for herself, making her feel even more guilty.

"Alright, with a body like yours it's really hard to find anything that fits!" Jo announced in frustration.

Once again she felt like her heart had been stabbed.

"And this face. I don't think any hairstyle would fit either." Jenny complained as she grabbed her chin with her fingers and moved it to face her.

She felt like crying as she heard both stylists mocked her. She now knew why Aurora seemed to get along with them. They had equally rotten hearts.

In that moment she realized she didn't want anything else to do with them anymore. Not with Aurora, Jo, Jenny, not even Sebastian. He was already disappointed in her. She felt it was better that she just resign. She could just borrow some money from Lara or her roommates for the rest of the month until she gets a new job.

Yes, after the gala was done she would resign. For her own good she would resign and there was nothing in the world that could stop her from resigning.

Except, there was.

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