Just Him ❤

42. It all comes out.

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The, thankfully, short car ride back was almost silent. Chloe was driving, after offering to now that she could fully remember the route back, and the silence was only broken once by Antti telling Seb he'd be in their hotel room by 7.30am to go through his race morning routine. That meant they actually had a small chance to lay in, a rare thing since they'd been here. Seb sat gazing ahead into space, going through today in his head, his hand in Chloe's lap like he normally did. It had been great having her there in the garage for him as his girlfriend as well as his PA, his ex very rarely used to travel with him and if she did she remained at the hotel as they'd bought their girls with them. Britta had always been there, of course, but it wasn't the same as having a loved one there supporting you. The only other times he had someone there was if his dad and brother came. He was feeling quite relaxed about tomorrow even though third on the grid wasn't quite what he was aiming for. She parked the car and they all climbed out, Antti got their things from the boot and they walked together up to the lobby. Once inside the lift she felt Seb take her hand, she looked at him and he gave her hand a squeeze once they'd made eye contact. Antti got out on the floor below theirs and they said goodnight to him. Once inside their room Seb went straight to the bedroom, dropping his rucksack on the floor. She followed and watched as he stripped off, getting ready to have a shower. His body never failed to amaze her, or turn her on.
"When you've finished eye fucking me, you can call room service and order us some food if you like." He grinned, catching her out again.

"Oh, yeah sure." She shook her head, bringing herself out of her Seb induced haze.

"Maybe, then we can talk?" He leant his head to one side. She knew what he was getting at. After falling asleep quickly on Thursday night and having a hectic day yesterday they'd not really had the chance for her to tell him about Stephen. Seb now being on a sex ban until after the race meant that tonight they had some time to kill. "That's if you want to?" He added.

"I'll order the food." Chloe smiled and left Seb to have his shower. She hadn't had much of an appetite again today and her red skinny jeans were actually starting to feel a bit loose around her waist from the week of not eating much. She sat and looked at the menu. Poor Seb was on salad duty again tonight so he had no real choice from this menu. She decided in the end to just order a cheese and ham panini for herself. Something was better than nothing to eat.

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They sat together in bed later on, watching tv. Seb had his arm around Chloe and she was snuggled in to his side. They'd been watching a crime drama when she suddenly sat up, grabbed the remote and turned the tv off. She took a shaky breath in and turned to face him.
"Take your time." He placed his hand on her knee, he knew she was about to tell him.

"Ok." She breathed out. "We was in the summer break, August 12th to be exact. I was in Michael's home office working with Sabine when he came in and said Stephen had phoned and asked if he could borrow me." She gave a small sarcastic laugh at the mention of her being borrowed. "Would I accompany him to a sponsor dinner for Shell that night? I just said yes straight away." She stopped for a moment, Seb could see her recalling every moment in her mind. He kept silent, waiting. "When I'd been over to the ranch later that day and got back to my room I saw a box had been left on my bed. One of Michael's staff had taken the delivery and bought it up for me. It was a big white box, with a Ferrari red ribbon tied around it. I opened it to see this beautiful black dress inside. It was silk, low at the front and back with really thin straps. I loved it, even though seeing the card that came with it with Stephen's name on made alarm bells ring. I stupidly pushed my reservations to the back of my mind and just got ready. He arrived to pick me up, dead on time, in this fancy black Porche. The last thing I expected a Ferrari technical director to be driving. I remember him watching me as I came down the stairs, I looked at Michael and wished it was him I was all dressed up for. Stephen's beady little eyes were on me the second he saw me." She looked down at her hands. "I remember his hand on my arm as we walked to his car, his last words to Michael as we left were 'I'll take good care of her for you.' I felt uncomfortable with him as soon as I was alone with him in that car. We got to this fancy hotel and the dinner was being held in this beautiful ball room. The tables were all large round tables for at least eight people. All decorated with candles and gorgeous floral centre pieces. Huge chandeliers were hanging from the ceiling which was all beautifully painted up, there was expensive looking works of art all around the walls. I'd have quite happily got married there." She smiled briefly. "He sat down next to me, I was the only woman on the table, I had to try and keep relaxed, forcing myself to smile with seven more pairs of eyes on me. He bought a few bottles of champagne for the table. He thanked me for coming with him and told me the dress looked beautiful on me, I squirmed inside. He constantly seemed to be watching me, even when we were eating. His eyes were constantly raking over me, I'd sometimes catch his eyes on me here." She put her hands on her chest. "I went to the toilet, to give myself a breather mainly. When I returned I noticed my champagne glass was full again, I can't recall at all that night if I ever emptied it, I don't even remember seeing him refil it at all up to that point. He wanted to make a toast, 'to the most beautiful young woman I've ever seen.' was the words he used. Not a toast to his table companions or to the team, but to me. Those words me feel uncomfortable, he made me feel uncomfortable. I just forced a smile, I didn't want to draw any attention to myself from the others, so I sat and tried to enjoy my champagne. After a while longer I started to feel a bit drunk and lightheaded which I thought was a bit odd because I wasn't sure if I'd drunk that much. It's then that I saw him refil my glass. I just carried on drinking, but the room started to spin, I had to sit back to try to regain my composure and balance." She stopped again for a moment, preparing herself for the harder part. Seb didn't know if he should hold her hand or just give her space while she talked. "He made some remark about me having had too much to drink. I started to feel more out of it, he had to help me up from the table, this is where is started to get a bit hazy for me. I remember him standing at reception, keeping hold of my arm, I thought maybe he was paying for the drinks but I heard him say double room, I wondered if meant to say twin room. I remember getting in to a lift and the next thing I knew........." She took a few shaky breaths, Seb was already getting a horrible feeling in his stomach as to where she was going with this. "I felt as though I'd woken up, except I was in someone's arms, holding me, dancing, swaying to music. It was No Ordinary Love. I could feel his hand glide down my back, I actually hoped it was Michael. I think I passed out again, but I remember coming round again and that song was still playing and we were still moving to it, I could feel his hands on my shoulders, he was edging down the straps of my dress. I wanted to open my eyes to look at him but I couldn't." Her voice started to tremble, Seb instinctively grabbed her hand, holding it tight. "I remember being able to smell his aftershave, that's when it hit me that it wasn't Michael. My dress fell to the floor and I wanted to push him away but I couldn't move." She angrily wiped a tear from her face, she daren't look at Seb now. "He pushed me down onto a bed and got on top of me, I felt as though I was trapped in my own body, I wanted to push him off and I was screaming no, but I couldn't move and the words wouldn't come out. When I could open my eyes it was the next morning, it was daylight and I'd woken up in a bedroom. I didn't know where my clothes were, I was naked." She looked down at her hands again. "I realised there was a man sleeping beside me so I sat up slowly so I wouldn't wake him. When I looked at him, I saw it was Stephen and that he was naked too. I managed to get out of bed and into the bathroom without waking him, when I looked in the mirror I had bruises on my breasts and hips where his hands had been. He'd raped me. He'd spiked my drink and raped me." She allowed silent tears to fall, it felt like ages before she dared to look at Seb, he was still clutching her hand. "Please say something." She felt panic rising. He just wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly.