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.

and saw someone asked about the painting on the wall in a respectful

stopped. Her face darkened as she finally understood what

jerked up in shock

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

her face, Sebastian

weakly slumped on the

hair billowed with the

look at Sebastian, her gaze cold and aloof. “What the hell is going on,

been

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

he was burning with rage inside. He was mad at his subordinate

a stupid,

he have to send a message about the painting

You had joined a few people and performed

Sebastian was startled.

blew out a loud

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

her chest. “Do you think I’m a fool?” She was seething

were you thinking? Do you have too much money

and

head and stood up, intending

shoulders, and the two fell

her clothes in fear. Sebastian’s dark eyes bore into hers; he looked frightening. “Do whatever you want, but please don’t ignore

wriggling out of his hold. “Don’t

Sebastian

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