Chapter 64 My Office, Anything Goes
Isabella was caught off guard.
After a moment, she blinked at him and asked, "What do you want to gain from all this?"
"Seems like nothing much."
"My dear," Isabella began to use her playful tactics - they always worked on men, after all. "Just help me out a little. It's not a difficult thing... Besides, I'll be so happy if both Emily and I can work at the Lawarence Group!"
Sebastian's fingers entwined with her hair as he remained silent.
She looked around. He wanted to hear that sweet, coy voice, and it was an easy request.
Isabella leaned against his shoulder, pinched her throat, and spoke in a seductive tone as alluring as flowing water, "Darling, please... I know you'll surely agree..."
Being a graduate of the Broadcasting Department, she could mimic any voice she desired.
It was just a matter of whether Isabella wanted to or not.
Now that she was so close to Sebastian, resting on his shoulder and speaking in such a tone in his ear, any man would find it irresistible.
He turned his head slightly. "Not bad."
Isabella eagerly asked, "Does that mean you agree?"
"I think that's not enough." He suddenly tightened his grip around her waist and stood up.
Isabella exclaimed in surprise and instinctively wrapped herself tightly around him so as not to fall.
But after doing this, she felt embarrassed. "You... you..."
"Did you see the resting room?"
"I did..."
What was he planning to do?
Sebastian lowered his head, his nose touching hers. "That bed, no woman has ever slept on it."
Isabella stuttered in panic, "It's... it... it's daytime..."
"Who said that such activities are not allowed during daytime?"
"This is a company... an office..."
"My office, I can do whatever I want."
As he said this, he deliberately moved closer, letting her truly feel him.
Isabella became even more flustered. "H... how could you..."
"I've been restraining myself for two days." Sebastian bit her gently, his voice low and seductive. "Since that night, up until today, you should have recovered as well."
Isabella finally understood. For the past two nights, he had been calm and composed, completely different from before. He was waiting for her to recover.
He was so considerate to pay attention to such detail.
"Hold on tight." Sebastian patted her and strode towards the resting room. "Mrs. Lawrence."
Not only did Isabella have to hang onto him like a koala, but she also had to hook her arms around his neck. She struggled helplessly, "You... are you serious?"
"Do I look like I'm joking?"
She glanced towards the door. "You... you... didn't lock the door..."
"No one dares to intrude."
Sebastian kicked the door open and closed it with a flick of his foot.
Isabella was caught off guard by his abrupt actions.
He placed her on the soft large bed, and covered her with his body immediately.
Sebastian was impatient...
Compared to the first time, Isabella was not as terrified. She looked at the handsome face of the man in front of her, his tall nose and well-defined features... She closed her eyes.
She should be contented with what she has, and not be greedy. ... Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to live happily.
On the floor, man's suit shirt and woman's dress and high heels were scattered around.
This time, Sebastian still didn't take any protective measures.
In the utmost pleasure, Isabella could feel that something seemed to be slowly taking root and sprouting.
Isabella begged for mercy and left scratch after scratch on his back with her nails.
Finally, she understood what Sebastian meant when he said he spared her the last time.
She had no strength left in her body and allowed him to do as he pleased. Sweat soaked her hair, leaving her body sticky.
"Isabella..." In her daze, she heard Sebastian calling her like that, "Isabella..."
His voice was incredibly gentle, like a huge whirlpool, completely engulfing her.
She opened her eyes and locked gazes with Sebastian. His eyes were deep and unfathomable, holding a hint of clarity and calmness amidst the chaos of emotions.
Isabella disliked him in this state.
Why did he seem so detached at this moment?
Clearly, he was the one who wanted to be the most ruthless.
She pulled his head down and kissed him willingly. She wanted him to desire her endlessly too!
Sebastian's breath... became instantly chaotic.
In the end, Isabella seemed to see fireworks blooming in front of her eyes, then she fell into a deep sleep.
In the air, there was a peculiar scent, along with the man's heavy breathing, but his gaze was as gentle as water.
His hairline was also dripping with sweat, and his skin turned red.
Sebastian lowered his head and kissed Isabella's back.
Then, he raised his hand and touched her flat stomach, smiling, feeling a sense of contentment.
Isabella was extremely exhausted. She fell into a deep sleep until she was finally awakened by hunger.
Her stomach growled, and with no curtains pulled in the lounge, she didn't even know what time it was now.
Feeling sore all over, weak, hungry, and tired, she felt wronged.
Because Sebastian had forced her back then... using that sweet voice to say so many shameful things!
Isabella got up, enduring the discomfort, and picked up her dress from under the bed... Oh no, Sebastian, that beast, had torn it apart, she couldn't wear it anymore.
What should she do, ahh!
She walked to the door, gently opened it, leaving only a small gap, but she could hear several people talking outside, which frightened Isabella and quickly closed the door again.
She didn't pay attention to the strength used when closing the door, and there was a loud thud.
Several executives looked in their direction... In Mr. Lawrence's office, there were other people too.
Sebastian was already dressed neatly, without a single hair out of place. He looked refreshed and was at ease. He casually remarked, "My wife was taking a nap. I suppose she's awake now."
Upon hearing this, the others quickly understood and made their excuses, leaving one by one. As soon as everyone was gone, Sebastian also got up, making his way to the lounge.
As he pushed open the door, he found Isabella standing in front of the wardrobe, completely naked, reaching for a shirt hanging inside. Startled by the sudden intrusion, she trembled for a moment, unsure whether to hide first or cover herself up.
Sebastian's gaze darkened and his Adam's apple bobbed in his throat. "What are you doing?" he asked.
The sight... it was indeed too much for any man to handle.
"Putting on clothes!" Isabella exclaimed, her voice filled with anger. "You did this, after all! You ripped my clothes, and now I have nothing to wear! I'll just have to make do with something of yours."
As she spoke, she hurriedly grabbed a shirt and turned her back to Sebastian, quickly slipping it on.
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