Part 1/3
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from Cruel Intentions, I just borrow them.
Rating: R
Summary: A prequel. Sebastian is pissed his father has gotten married until he meets his new step sister. Sebastian's POV
I knew I should of stayed in Tahiti.
Those were my first thoughts when my father told me, "Son I have some big news." From our many years together I have come to realize that this in never a good sign. When I was twelve my father brought big news home in the form of Tammy a twenty one year old, bulimic, super model who was to be my new mommy. That lasted barely through memorial day weekend. The following year I was told he had some big news right before he shipped me off to stay with my Aunt Rosemond a women who's favorite activities consist of visiting nursing homes and sipping tea in the garden.
Meanwhile my father was off marrying wife number three Erica. Oh she was a winner, the best thing I could day about her was at least she came with her own trust fund. That marriage lasted longer than the previous though, a whole six months. It ended when I came home and found the slut fucking her masseur on the living room couch. Needless to say my father got rid of both the couch and Erica. The only women my father has ever managed to stay married to for long was my mother, but that ended when she got sick of him fucking around so she decided to take half his money and move to L.A. I hate California so I opted to live with my dad. But if I keep coming home to my fathers supposed big news I might have to make a move.
I sat in our living room updating my journal when he gave me this information. Without looking up I asked "when's the wedding?"
"Well...it's sort of already happened."
I look up at him slightly appalled. Not because I missed it, which frankly I probably would of tried to find a way out of any way, no I was just shocked at the man's blatant stupidity. "Excuse me? Christ do you ever learn?"
"Now look here son, I am an adult and I can do as I please." Oh Jesus he was going into his adult lecture. The truth of the matter was my father was stuck in some sort of life long mid life crisis. It was a wonder he managed to stay on top of his game at work what with the way he ran his personal life. Yes I definitely should have stayed it Tahiti.
Although I was only sixteen my father allowed me to spend my summers any way I want to. Because the city's usually to stuffy and bare of people who are all flocking to the Hamptoms, I generally like to spend my time abroad. This year it was Greece and Tahiti. A little culture mixed with some nude beaches was my idea of a vacation. It was too bad I had to return for this bullshit.
I finally interrupted his ramblings "what's her name?" The truth was I didn't care but anything to shut him up.
He smiled all proudly "Tiffani Merteuil."
"Tiffani? That's her name are you serious?"
"Of course"
I shake my head in disgust "well do I know her? Is she in any of my classes?"
My father does not find this humorous "no she is a respectable lady and I will not have you embarrassing me. You will be on your best behavior when Tiffani and her daughter arrive, understand?"
You got to hand it to the man he is good. Sneaking the daughter comment in there hoping I won't notice. "Wait a minute she has kids?"
"Yes a daughter Kathryn and you will treat her with respect."
At this I'm curious, he's leaving something out. "Why are you worried I won't treat some little kid nicely?"
"Well she's not a little kid, she's your age."
Oh this should be interesting. None of the previous wives came with children (that we know of) which tells me this women must be something. I'm also amused at the fact that my father tried to hide this from me. He's worried I'll hit on her. I have to admit it's not out of the question. I smile cunningly "oh she's my age? Does she go to Manchester?"
"No" he says sternly "she went to St. Ann's in England but she'll be starting Manchester this fall."
Catholic school girl? This is my lucky day. "Well I can't wait to meet her."
"Sebastian don't even think about it. The Merteiul's are a very respected family and from what I understand Kathryn's is a very sweet young women."
Oh I certainly hope so. "Is she hot?"
"I don't know I haven't met her yet. She was away at school when we married but Tiffani speaks very highly of her. Straight A student, president of many clubs, and active in many charities. You will not hit on her she's your step sister. There on there way to meet you and should be here any minute"
I hold my hands up innocently "ok, ok I understand." Already the wheels in my head are turning. Even if she is a dog it will be fun to corrupt someone so innocent. I've built my reputation of destroying girls just like her. My own sister? Well that will defiantly be one of my greatest victories.
As I am plotting my plan in my head one of our maids tells my father that there here. I sit up expectantly as a little Vietnamese women walks in. At first I am shocked, my father married a foreigner? Then she greets my father as Mr. Valmont and tells him in very bad English that Ms. Mertueil is on her way.
"They travel with there own maid? They must have money, that's a first." My father shoots me one last warning look before greeting his new wife.
Well what can I say about Tiffani? My father got one thing right the women had class on the outside anyway. You could tell as soon as she walked in that she knew how to work a room. I generally consider myself a pretty good judge of character and I could easily say that Tiffani had none. Oh she was beautiful all right. You could tell she probably grew up in Manhattan society, she had that well bred look about her. Also it was safe to say that if she had work done on her it was well hidden.
But I could tell as soon as she greeted me that she was a class A bitch. From the way she ordered the maid around in bad Vietnamese, to the way she examined the living room as if she was already thinking of decoraters to call. She was complete ice all the way through. As she greets me I can see her give me the once over and I can tell she likes what she sees. "Hello Sebastian it's so nice to finally meet you. I'm so sorry you couldn't be at the wedding."
I bet you are. "The pleasures all mine" I say shaking her hand like the gentleman I am. "Congratulations I hope you and my father will be very happy together.'
"I second that" purrs the voice behind me.
In life there are very few moments that you can look back at and say 'my life was never the same after that'. I guess you could say this was one of mine. It was the day Kathryn Merteuil walked into my life and I would never be the same.
I turn around and there she is. Now in my short life time I have slept with many women. Women so beautiful that most men wouldn't have the balls to talk to them let alone fuck them. No women has ever had the power to intimidate me until her. I can't explain it exactly. It wasn't that she was just beautiful, there was something else I couldn't put my finger on.
But god was she gorgeous. As she walked into the large living room I was completely captivated. She wasn't a tall, leggy, blond but rather a petite brunette. She wore a small slinky black dress that hugged her in all the right places but looked classy. And her body well that was perfection if I ever saw it. Beautiful shapely legs, tiny waist, nice tight ass, and a pair of oh so supple breasts. But her face is what I really loved. Soft skin, dark green eyes and a smile that I'm sure got her a lot in life. Yes she was everything I wanted.
Like I said I am a pretty good judge of character but not even I could figure her out. She wore this sweet as apple pie smile yet I couldn't help but feel there was more underneath it. As she approached my father she said sweetly "Its so great to meet you I've heard so many wonderful things about you." She hugged him and I could tell he enjoyed it. I caught a quick glance at Tiffani and saw a look on anger flicker across her face, but it quickly vanished.
Then she turned to me and I wondered if I would get a hug also. "You must be Sebastian" she said as she stuck out a perfectly manicured hand at me. I was tempted to hug her but I remembered what my father said so I just shook I gently.
"It's so very nice to meet you Kathryn" I say as I hold her hand longer than necessary. I want to see if she notices but she doesn't and just smiles politely.
"Well Sebastian why don't you show your sister, her new room while I give Tiffani a tour of the place?"
"Of course, this way" I say as I take her to the room directly opposite mine. I throw open the doors to find the room newly redecorated. I see Tiffani has already started. What was once a wood finished room like mine is now painted a dark blue. Its actually quit exquisite much like my new sister.
"Its very lovely" she says as she slowly examines the room. I watch her ass as she walks and wonder if she's a virgin. If she is she won't be for long.
"Yes it is" I tell her staring her dead in the eye. "Tell me Kathryn do you have a boyfriend?"
She turns around never losing that sweet smile and says "not currently. Boyfriends were frown upon at my school."
"Oh were they lesbians?" I am dying to see her reaction.
She turns around her face serious "Sebastian I really want us to be a close family and I'm going to try my best to make that happen, I hope you will do the same."
For once in my life I don't know what to say. Its the tone she used, it wasn't threatening but it was. It was then I knew there was more to this girl then met the eye and I was dying to find out exactly what that was.
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