Chapter 31 Sebastian’s Shamelessness
Joshua's enthusiasm faded with Brittany's appearance, as if she had taken away his joy. "I need to talk to Amber specifically about the endorsement matters, so excuse me for a moment."
As Amber left, she reached out and held Isabella's hand. "Sister-in-law, let's have lunch together!"
"Alright."
In fact, Isabella had something she wanted to ask Amber, but she didn't know how to bring it up. Unexpectedly, she invited her to lunch on her own, which worked out perfectly.
In the private elevator, Isabella glanced at the mirror absentmindedly and noticed that her collar was slightly crooked. She quickly turned to the side to fix it.
Sebastian watched her. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," she casually replied, raising her collar a bit. "Just tidying up."
Sebastian, however, reached out and pulled down the collar she had just adjusted. The purple bruises on her fair skin instantly became unmistakably visible, appearing rather ambiguous.
Sebastian's lips curled slightly. "So you're hiding these..."
Isabella immediately covered her collar, trying to pry his hand away. "What do you think you're doing!"
The elevator was steadily rising, and it would soon reach the floor where the president's office was located. If someone saw them...
How could she face anyone!
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about," Sebastian said, "It's only natural."
"It's not like these hickeys are on you," she glared at him, "If I leave one on you, don't cover it up and proudly show it to everyone, can you do that?"
"Sure."
Isabella: "..."
She had underestimated Sebastian's shamelessness.
"Let go," she urged anxiously, "The elevator is almost here."
"It'll arrive when it arrives. Didn't you just say you want to leave one for me?"
Sebastian's footsteps started advancing, and he raised his hand to support himself against the mirror, trapping Isabella in a small space within his embrace.
"Let's see if you'll keep your word, Mrs. Lawrence."
"I-I-I-I-I was just... just saying that casually."
"But I took it seriously," he raised his hand and lightly caressed the mark on her clavicle with his fingertip. There was a faint smile on his lips, as if he was quite satisfied with his "masterpiece".
Perhaps... men all enjoyed this sense of conquest.
The elevator bell rang, and the doors slowly opened.
Isabella anxiously turned her head to the side.
Kaine stood at the elevator entrance, holding documents and an iPad, apparently waiting for Sebastian. But clearly, Kaine did not anticipate that when the doors opened, he would see this scene...
"Thin, thin, thin..."
"Close your eyes and turn around," Sebastian said in a low voice. "What did you see?"
While Kaine followed his instructions, he replied, "Reporting to Mr. Lawrence, I didn't see anything!"
The elevator slowly closed automatically.
Sebastian raised his hand and pressed the button for the basement before turning to look at the small woman in his arms.
Isabella once again refreshed her understanding of Sebastian. Why was he so shameless and unflustered?!
In the future, she would have to see Kaine every day and inevitably interact with him to seek advice. How could she face him without feeling embarrassed?!
"Sebastian!" she said. "Can you please stop this nonsense?"
"This is my private elevator. No one will come."
"You, you, you..."
He infuriated her! Unfortunately, she had no way to deal with him!
Sebastian lowered his head, his thin lips brushing against her forehead, until their noses touched:
"You, can't withstand my treatment. Your milk-white skin, just one pinch and it leaves a red mark. I can't control myself..."
Isabella blushed, not knowing how to respond to his words, so she could only clench her fist and punch his chest.
Of course, her strength was nothing to Sebastian... It didn't hurt or itch, it even had a little teasing meaning.
"It has been two days, right?" he asked, "How come this mark is still so obvious and hasn't faded away?"
"You're the one to blame!" Isabella looked at him, "It's because you were too forceful..."
Sebastian chuckled softly, "I think it looks better without covering it up."
"Who cares if it looks better."
"Should I be gentler next time?" he asked, "So the mark will disappear faster?"
Isabella reached out to cover his mouth, but as soon as her palm touched his thin lips, he... actually licked her palm.
A tingling and moist sensation made her shudder involuntarily.
Isabella quickly pulled her hand back.
The more she acted like this, the more Sebastian enjoyed teasing her. Every time he saw her cheeks turning red, even the tips of her ears flushing, he felt fulfilled and satisfied.
How could there be a woman so easily embarrassed, she was too cute.
Sebastian asked, "Will you do it? Hmm?"
Isabella was startled. Do it? In the elevator... do it?
Is he crazy?
Seeing her surprised expression, Sebastian quickly understood that she misunderstood his words.
"I meant, you should leave a mark on me too. Don't you feel embarrassed? Let's be embarrassed together," Sebastian said, "Where did your mind wander off to?"
Isabella immediately lowered her head, regretful for the thoughts that had flashed through her mind just now.
"Don't worry..." he whispered, "Why would I want you here? If someone saw us, I would want to gouge their eyes out."
She belonged to him, every inch from head to toe, wholly and completely. Anyone who covets her should die.
Isabella didn't have the courage to agree, "Stop joking around, let's talk about it at home... This is the company, don't you still have a lot of work to handle?"
"For you, I have all the time in the world."
Saying that, Sebastian looked up and glanced, "We're almost at the negative first floor."
Isabella quickly reached out and pressed the button, turning on the negative one floor, and then pressed the floor where the president's office was located.
Watching her anxious little actions, a deep laugh escaped from Sebastian's chest.
"Is it amusing to tease me like this?" Isabella was angry, "Why is your face so thick, Sebastian?"
She was going crazy.
To her surprise, he answered calmly, "I didn't do anything to you, I just allowed you to do something to me."
"I don't want to do anything to you."
"But I want you to..."
"What an interesting situation,"
Isabella thought as the words tumbled out of her mouth like a tongue twister, leaving her feeling dizzy. The elevator continued to ascend, and time was running out.
If the doors were to open again and Kaine were to see... Isabella couldn't bear the thought. Determined, she gritted her teeth and mustered up the courage to reach out and unfasten the top button of Sebastian's shirt, letting it slide down his body.
"Very good," came Sebastian's voice from above. "Continue."
With her trembling lips, Isabella pressed a delicate kiss onto Sebastian's lean and sturdy collarbone.
The scent of masculinity engulfed her, and though her actions seemed clumsy, they were undeniably alluring to Sebastian. He couldn't help but feel an intense desire to take her right then and there!
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