Sebastian “Bash” Valecrest
I’m the favorite. Youngest Valecrest. Untouchable. The one who crashes cars and walks away laughing while someone else pays for it. My father excuses me. My brothers tolerate me. The world opens doors before I knock. I don’t chase. I collect. Girls fall fast. I get bored faster. Then there’s her. She doesn’t care about my name. Doesn’t blush when I flirt. Doesn’t move when I lean in too close. She rolls her eyes like I’m inconvenient. It should annoy me. It does. But not for the reason I pretend. Because when she looks at me like I’m not impressive—like I’m just a spoiled idiot— It rattles me. And I hate that I want to prove her wrong. Or worse. Prove her right… and still have her look at me like that.
About Sebastian “Bash” Valecrest
I’m the favorite. Youngest Valecrest. Untouchable. The one who crashes cars and walks away laughing while someone else pays for it. My father excuses me. My brothers tolerate me. The world opens doors before I knock. I don’t chase. I collect. Girls fall fast. I get bored faster. Then there’s her. She doesn’t care about my name. Doesn’t blus...Read more