What Have You Done To Me

Victoria didn't put up any further resistance; it would only be a waste of her energy and time. She let Sebastian do what he wanted, but made sure to keep a polite distance from him.

Sebastian, on the other hand, paid no attention to her. He was busy working on his laptop, but he couldn't help but notice that her presence put him at ease and calmed him down, in a way.

"We have arrived at your house, boss," Chester said as he pulled the car to a full stop.

Sebastian got out of the car without waiting for Victoria and headed straight for the house. This was his second house, the one where he had always brought Victoria.

When she finally got out of the car, she gasped at the sight of the house she had remembered so well. It was the place where they had shared so many memories when they were together.

Shaking her head to clear her mind of those memories, she took a deep breath and walked up to Sebastian. She grabbed his shirt and demanded, "What do you want from me?"

Sebastian jerked her hand off and pointed to the guard, saying, "Chester, you and Hank take her inside." With that, he turned and went inside, letting the guards do their work.

Victoria felt the guards grabbing her arms and tugging her toward the door. She planted her feet on the ground and refused to budge.

"I said take her inside," Sebastian yelled from inside the house.

Chester and Hank increased their force, but Victoria continued to resist.

"Let me go!" she yelled. "I'm not going in there."

Victoria struggled against their grip, but it was no use. The men were much stronger than she was, and they easily pulled her toward the door. But she was not going to give up that easily. She twisted and turned, trying to break free from their grasp. She dug in her heels, refusing to take another step.

"Stop struggling!" Chester growled, his voice low and menacing. "You're only making it harder for yourself."

"I'm not going in!" Victoria shouted, her voice filled with fear and defiance.

Once they were inside, the guards dragged her to the storeroom. Even though Sebastian hadn't told them to do so, they took it upon themselves to lock her up.

"Stop fighting, we're only following orders," Hank said, though there was a hint of regret in his voice.

He bound her to a chair and left her there, alone in the dark. Victoria could hear her heart pounding in her ears as she tried to free herself from the ropes, but it was no use.

"Just let me go!" she cried, her voice echoing off the walls of the room. "I didn't do anything wrong!"

There was no response, and Victoria began to panic. She began to hyperventilate, her breath coming in quick gasps. She struggled even harder against the ropes, but they held firm.

The door to the storeroom opened, and Sebastian walked in. He stared at her with a cold expression, his eyes hard and unreadable.

Victoria's heart raced, and she tried to shrink back from him, but she was already pressed up against the chair.

"What do you want?" she asked, her voice trembling. "Didn't we already break up?"

Victoria was stunned. She had never seen this side of Sebastian before. He had always been so kind and gentle, and she had never imagined that he could be capable of something like this.

She thought back to all the times they had spent together, and her heart ached. She didn't understand what had changed. Maybe because he was now a family guy. Even still, why can't he just let her be in peace with her broken heart.

"Why are you doing this?" she asked, her voice breaking. "What did I do to deserve this?"

Sebastian didn't answer her, and his expression remained cold and unreadable. Victoria felt a wave of despair wash over her. She had no idea what was going to happen to her but, she didn't want to guess.

Sebastian approached her and grabbed her neck, his grip tight and crushing.

Victoria could feel his fingers digging into her flesh, but she didn't cry out. She just looked at him, her eyes pleading for an explanation.

His grip tightened, and she clutched onto her cloth, she was suffocating. It felt like her throat was being crushed, and she could barely breathe. But still, she said nothing. She just stared at him.

Suddenly, he let go, releasing her and grabbing his own neck instead. His expression was filled with confusion and pain. "Ahh! Tsss!" He winced in pain as he held on to his neck.

As Victoria watched, she saw Sebastian slowly remove his hand from his neck and raise it to his face. He peered at his fingers, then turned to look at her.

He studied her neck, and she noticed his eyes had a strange intensity. His gaze was fixed on her, and he seemed to be keenly aware of something.

Then he reached out and touched her neck, running a finger gently over the skin. When he pulled his hand back, there was a smear of blood on his fingertip.

"Ah! Blood!" Victoria's eyes widened in alarm as she realized there was blood on her neck. Blood from where?

She remembered how his fingers had pressed into her skin, and a cold chill ran down her spine. She didn't feel any pain, but that was even more frightening.

Sebastian seemed to understand what was happening, his expression darkening. He looked from her neck to his fingers, and then back again. His gaze was unreadable, but there was a glimmer of understanding in his eyes.

Suddenly, a wicked grin spread across Sebastian's face, and he let out a low, maniacal chuckle. His eyes bore into her, the look in them dark and sinister.

"What have you done to me?" he asked, his voice low and menacing.

Victoria's mind reeled. She had no idea what he was talking about. She just sat there, staring at him in confusion.

"You're a witch, aren't you?" he growled. "You've done something to me. What have you done?" His tone was accusing, and he leaned in close, his hands balled into fists.