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    “I swear, Sebastian Sorenson.  If I ever see that bitch again, I’ll…”
    Venom rose to his throat as Sebastian turned and grabbed Willow by the throat, pushing her back until she almost toppled over her lounge chair.  “Are you uttering a threat, dear Willow?”
    Her eyes widened with fear, but her hardened determination remained.
    “Well, then, how’s this for a threat?” he whispered as he came within inches of her face.  “If you so much as get within ten yards of Serena, I’ll make sure it’s an encounter you’ll remember and regret the rest of your life.  You got me?”
    Willow’s eyes bulged out from her face, registering understanding and fear. She nodded.
    Sebastian had had enough of this bitch’s games, and took his hands off her, before he storm out of the Brooke’s pretentious over-entitled mansion.
     
     

 
    Chapter 5
     
     
    As the days passed, Sebastian tried desperately to contact Serena. Over and over again he rehearsed every word he’d say to her; how he’d explain Willow and how he’d convince her to be with him. His rehearsals were in vain as every attempt proved futile.  His texts went unanswered and her phone rang incessantly when he called.
    “Your line is probably bugged anyway,” he muttered as he stared down at his phone.  He’d have to find another way of contacting her. 
    He was left with no other option than to go to Price’s penthouse.  He dreaded the thought of finding her there, with him.  The images that passed through his head were enough to drive him crazy.  It was painful to imagine her in his arms, her beautiful and firm breasts wrapped in his dirty little hands.  As he set out to the new high-rise that looked out over the harbor, he hoped to find her alone.  His mind was set on sweeping Serena off her feet, releasing her from her master’s hold and loving her like she deserved. 
    A part of him longed to show Price what he really thought of his ways, in business and in bed, but as angry as he was with the ruthless businessman, he had no desire to fight him.  It wasn’t the right time.
    The tall glass building gleamed and sparkled as the rays of the late afternoon sun shined on it like a beacon.  Sebastian had to admit the building was impressive.  Modern in every way, it had every technological advance money could buy, but the austere décor left him cold… much as Price did.
    He rang the elevator for the penthouse, but was quickly informed that neither Mr. Turnsby nor his lovely lady friend were home.  While the doorman refused to divulge the whereabouts of the happy couple, Sebastian found the answer when he turned away and spotted a society magazine on a table in the foyer.  Price’s arrogant grin was plastered across the cover as the headline announced the opening of his new private club.
    Sebastian would have liked nothing more than to wipe Price’s arrogant grin off the page. No doubt this new club would be filled with the elite who had a need to show themselves.  As he flipped through the pages hoping to find the address or name, he spotted a car through the large window that overlooked the waterfront visitor parking lot.
    Her hair, her eyes, her sad smile; he knew it was Serena.  It had to be, though he realized his imagination had been playing tricks on him lately.  He seemed to see her everywhere, but this time he was sure it wasn’t an illusion but the real thing.  Dropping the magazine, he hurried out to his car and sped out of the parking lot to follow the sporty car that carried away the love of his life.  Not surprisingly, the exclusive silver sports car stopped in front of one of the most talked about buildings in Newport.
    With a sizable and much talked about price tag, the building outshined the architectural wonder he’d just left behind.  Sebastian had to hand it to Price.  The man had an eye for beauty and style.
    Sebastian pulled up to the valet parking as Price and Serena entered the building.  He ran