Intoxicating Kiss

“Sean…” I whispered his name as relief flooded my body.

His hand that held mine felt warm and his arm around my body felt comforting. Being close to Sean made me feel safe and I was beyond thankful that he turned up to protect and stand up for me.

“I see. It all makes sense now…” Simon said as if he had finally figured out the last missing piece of a complex puzzle that he had been trying to solve.

What makes sense now? What is he talking about?

I looked down at the floor to see him wiping some blood at the corner of his mouth with the sleeve of his suit. It was a disgusting sight that made me quicky look away. No, I did not feel an ounce of sympathy for the man.

“Sean…you really are my son…” Simon said before he started laughing to himself.

What does that even mean? He’s so freaky…

“Sir! Are you ok? Maybe I should call the ambulance…” the woman, who seemed to be his secretary rushed to Simon’s side.