Billionaire's wife

He's mine, fucķ off bıtches

"So, we are here." Sebastian announced as we pulled up in front of Washington State University.

From the tinted glass of the passenger seat window, I scrutinized the area. Thousands of people flooded the scene, a lot of them bidding each other goodbyes, freshers waving at their loved ones and people wandering in groups, chattering away.

"Oh wow." I heaved a sigh as I got out of my seat belt.

"You know, I still don't see why you chose to stay in those tiny dorms, we could buy a house here in Washington and you could go to school from there, everyday." Sebastian got out of his seatbelt and tried to convince me for the one hundredth time that staying in the college dorm was bad idea.

I rolled my eyes with a smile plastered on my face. I leaned to the back seat where Maya and Carlos were tucked in their kiddies chair and smiled at them, "I wish you could listen to how dramatic you sound." I said, keeping my eyes on them even though I referred to him.

I looked at him and snaked one hand around his neck. "Come on, it'll be fine. WSU had been my dream long before meeting you, and this was a part of that plan. To live in a dorm, and understand what the college life is." I ran my fingers through his hair, speaking softly in that sexy voice I knew sent shivers down his spine. "How's this? I stay for a month, and send you a feed back, if I don't like it here, we can buy a house in Washington, hmm?" I grinned at him.

"Fine." He agreed.

"Regardless, I'm not spending my second year in college in some dorm, I'm moving out right away." I reminded him of my initial plan.

"Okay, I agree." He smiled and got out of the car after kissing my forehead. I took the same action and together, we took the children in our hands. Maya was faster than Carlos in many aspects. Carlos was shy, especially in public and they would celebrate their first birthday in two weeks. They had started saying a few basic words by now but it was hard for people who weren't part of the family to pick their words out.

"I'm going to miss you." Sebastisn shook his head in grief, "I really can't believe this is happening."

"Quit making it sound like I'm leaving forever." I nudged his shoulder, "I'll be home so many times. Possibly every weekend. I'll be home for the children's birthday, I'll also be home for the launch of my cosmetics collaboration with Annie next week. It's a lot to handle, so relax my dear." I laughed as we made our way towards the school.

A lot of eyes were on us. Of course, who wouldn't pay attention if someone parked a matte car that was worth millions of dollars in front of the school.

*

The orientation wasn't as long as I'd have expected it to be. Sebastian had waited in the car with the kids. I sat beside two blonde friends who wouldn't stop talking about getting matching tattoos that weekend. They were so excited for it, and leaving their parents noses.

"How was it?" Sebastian asked me.

"Let's just say, I've never known getting a tattoo topic to be this boring before, what the hell?" I shook my head, taking Carlos in my arms. He had smiled at my presence and flashed his four teeth at me.

"Come on, let's get your things to the dorm room." He said, smiling at me. I got into the car and placed my child on my lap.

"Don't think of 'hm-hm' while I'm gone." I suddenly voiced my thoughts out as he rode us to the female dormitory in a sluggish manner.

"What on earth is an 'hm-hm'?" He wondered. Since having the children, I'd been careful of the kind of words to use in their presence. Sebastian thought they were too young to pick such words but I knew better and acted wisely.

"Don't try to find pleasure by yourself, wait for me." I sighed and kept a straight face.

"What?" He moved his head back as he gave out the most enthusiastic laughter I'd heard in a long while. "Mastu-" he attempted to say.

"Sebastian, the children!"

"Oh right. The m word? I'll stay clean my baby. Don't worry about me, I'll bear these punishments, it's all good." He shrugged, clearly not on this train.

We got to the dorm and a robust woman gave me my dorm key.

"Room C20, look out for that." I informed him as we made our way. A few eyes turned to us and I noticed a lot of girls shoot trying eyes at him.

"There's a man in the female dorm and he's hot." A brunette squealed into her bedroom.

A tall, curvy b***h that had a towel tied around her waist, obviously coming from the bathroom since her body was still covered in water, purposely allowed her towel fall to the ground. "Oops." She giggled. I let out a gasp and clutched his arms, in a 'he's mine, f**k off bitches' manner.

"I don't deal with people who have no use for their futures." Sebastian teased in my ears, "so don't worry about these idiots." I smiled proudly, wondering how they'd take it if they aware he just referred to them as idiots.

We walked into the bedroom and put the children down. They began to wander off in many places.

"Wow, it's so small." Sebastian wasn't the least bit satisfied.

"The color's wrong, I'll paint it differently." He'd made sure I got a single room and I was satisfied by that.

"This needs so much work. I think we should check the bathroom out." He had a look of disgust on his face.

I chuckled since I found it adorable. I wrapped my arms around his waist then he leaned down to kiss me. "Don't worry. I'll be fine baby, just a few days and...hey!" I shrieked, pulling away. He'd smacked my butt in a playful manner.

"I'm twice your age, you shouldn't call me baby, I'm daddy to you." He teased, laughing while I rubbed the spot.

"Ew, don't use that stupid cliche line on me." I frowned.

He noticed I wasn't enthusiastic about it and stopped laughing, "what's it? Why does my angel face have that expression?"

"It hurt, why would you spank me?" I snapped at him.

"Oh my God, my princess." He turned me around so I could have my butt in his direction. He literally crouched low and laid a gentle kiss on the affected butt cheek.

I pushed him away from me and he landed on the small bed in the room, roaring in laughter.

"The children are here!" I scolded, unable to resist from joining in.

"I'm sorry." He apologized falsely, still keeping up with laughing.