Natalie couldn’t dodge. Sebastian didn’t let go of her until they were breathless.

“Aren’t you going to get the motorcycle?” Natalie’s face flushed as she rested her face against his chest, hearing his heartbeat. She licked her swollen lips and smiled to herself.

“No need. My friend will come and get it himself.” Sebastian shrugged. His magnetic, playful smile made her heart skip a beat. Natalie couldn’t take her eyes off him.

Garrett would have no choice but to get the Vyrus himself.

Sebastian pecked the corner of her lips again. “Your lips taste like strawberry. I like it. It’s just so sweet.”

It was almost nine when they got home.

As soon as Natalie entered the apartment, she rushed into the bathroom to shower.

Sebastian was checking his phone on the sofa in the living room. Just then, the male subordinate who had played the role of his boss sent him a message.

“Boss, what should we do with the painting on the wall?”

“Why bother asking?” Sebastian typed impatiently. They obviously had to keep the painting.

Meanwhile, the bathroom door opened.

Noticing that she had forgotten to take the bath towel, Natalie decided to tiptoe to her room to get it.

A football game was playing on the TV. The commentator’s intense voice muffled her footsteps, so Sebastian didn’t notice her.

she caught a glimpse of Sebastian’s phone and saw someone asked about the painting on the wall

stopped. Her face darkened as she finally understood

up in shock

didn’t expect Natalie to come out of the bathroom so soon, so he subconsciously hid

seeing the fury in her face, Sebastian immediately realized it was too

weakly slumped

billowed with

her gaze cold and aloof. “What the hell is

had been a

so touched when Sebastian stood up for her. But she felt like

was burning with rage inside. He was

a stupid, useless

to send a message about

clearly saw everything. You had joined a few people and performed a drama

Sebastian was startled.

a loud breath. He

deny it. He sat up and looked at her innocently. “Yes, that was a setup. It was

her chest. “Do you

control her rage. “What the hell were you thinking?

be happy.” Sebastian squatted in front of Natalie and held her knees. “Don’t be mad at me. I’m sorry,” he

and

shoulders, and the two fell onto

dark eyes bore into hers; he looked frightening. “Do whatever you want,

wriggling out of his hold. “Don’t touch me! You tried fooling me. What makes you think

word, Sebastian wrapped her into a

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