Chapter 32 Contracted Love
"Joyce pushed him away abruptly, not allowing him to speak. ""Impossible!""
""Then I won't agree to any of the conditions you just proposed.""
""Sebastian, you're going too far!""
Joyce's eyes burned. She was filled with anger as she looked at him.
A faint smile appeared between Sebastian's handsome brows, and he spoke lazily after biting down on the soft flesh of Joyce's collarbone.
""In three months, the project will officially be on track, and only then can your father be considered safe. During those three months, I can't guarantee his well-being unless you promise to give me a child in return. We can sign a contract, limited to three months. If you get pregnant within three months and give birth, then I will ensure the safety of your entire family. Joyce, don’t you think this is a beneficial deal for you?""
Joyce finally understood why Sebastian had a reputation for being a devil. His methods were truly ruthless.
She couldn't help but sneer. ""What if I don't get pregnant within three months?""
""Then I'll set you free, and we'll go our separate ways, but the chances of that happening are close to zero.""
They had only failed to use protection once, and she became pregnant.
He didn't believe that he couldn't impregnate her within three months, just as he didn't believe that once she had a child, she would still think about leaving.
Joyce smiled bitterly and readily agreed. ""Alright, let's sign an agreement.""
For her to conceive within three months, or even three years, would probably be a miracle.
A few minutes later, a contract was placed in front of Joyce, still warm from the printer.
Although she had prepared herself for it, the moment Joyce picked up the pen to sign, she still felt like she was signing a contract to sell herself.
Her fingertips trembled slightly.
She signed her name on the paper.
The game between adults had officially begun.
Before Joyce could even put down her pen, Sebastian embraced her from behind.
Sebastian's warm lips trailed down her neck.
Joyce's clothes had somehow scattered on the floor.
Sebastian placed Joyce on the spacious office desk as if he was holding a rare treasure.
The overhead fluorescent light hurt Joyce's eyes. She used the back of her hand to shield her eyes, reducing the sensory stimulation.
Sebastian moved her hand away and whispered softly in her ear, ""Secretary Blackwood, I want you to watch. This office desk, besides work, can also be used for something else with you.""
And so it was that this lavishly decorated office, with its heavy corporate atmosphere, became the place where they indulged all night long.
Joyce truly experienced something different with Sebastian.
He was like a madman, always enjoying the most thrilling places and engaging in the most shameful activities.
Joyce didn't know how long they had been at it, and finally, unable to bear it, she fell asleep.
When she woke up again, it was already morning.
Only then did she check her phone and see numerous missed calls from Sophia.
Joyce felt a sense of shame. She called Sophia back.
As soon as the call connected, the voice of a strange man came from the other end.
""Hello, I'm from the Los Angeles Police Department."""
