Chapter 45 Will You?
"Mr. Landon!" Isabella tried to stand up, but before she could, her legs weakened, and she fell back down. Sebastian had just finished showering. He was wearing a shirt with the top two buttons unbuttoned, revealing a faint pink hue on his exposed skin. When he came out, he smelled the scent in the air and felt that something was wrong. When he saw Isabella, he picked up his coat from the bed and said, "Leave, get out of this room."
"Okay," Isabella responded, but she couldn't stand up no matter how hard she tried. The more she panicked, the weaker she became. Sebastian walked over and crouched in front of her. "Can you stand up?" Isabella bit her lip and tried again, shaking her head. "No." Sebastian lifted Isabella up without hesitation. Isabella was very light, so Sebastian didn't have any trouble holding her.
Isabella smelled something on him but felt suffocated and her heartbeat began to accelerate. She licked her lips and felt her mind buzzing with confusion.
Thankfully, Sebastian quickly took her out of the room. He placed her on the couch and poured her a glass of water, feeding it to her before asking, "Do you feel better now?"
At that moment, Sebastian was crouched in front of her and Isabella was staring directly at his face. As he spoke, Isabella focused on his lips and suddenly remembered that wild night, causing her to blush. "What's happening to me, Mr. Landon?"
Sebastian didn't keep it from her and explained, "The scent in that room was an aphrodisiac."
Isabella was shocked. "How could that be?"
In her excitement, her face turned even redder and her heartbeat quickened. She had no strength to sit on the couch.
"It was a trap for me, but you innocently got involved," Sebastian didn't say Zaire who did it. He simply gave her an explanation to calm her inner turmoil.
As he spoke, he stood up and went to open the door, tugged it a couple of times, and found it locked from the outside.
Isabella leaned on the couch and watched him pace in front of her. Then, he came back to crouch in front of her, saying, "The door is locked from the outside, and we can't get out without the key. My cell phone signal is blocked, let me see yours."
"Okay," Isabella took her phone out of her pocket and handed it to him.
The phone screen lit up with a photo of Isabella and Nina. The photo had been taken in the summer. Isabella was wearing a white sundress and had shoulder-length hair, her smile pure and beautiful. Sebastian glanced at it and felt his heart flutter.
"How is it?" Isabella propped herself up with her arm and leaned over to see her phone. "Is there a signal?"
Sebastian happened to raise his head, and their foreheads touched.
Isabella froze for a moment, then lifted her head to gaze directly into Sebastian's eyes, her heartbeat accelerating. She was about to pull her head back when Sebastian suddenly stood up and pressed his forehead against hers, and they both fell onto the couch.
"Mr. Landon..." Isabella clenched her fists against her chest, feeling flustered.
"Isabella..." Sebastian's Adam's apple rolled as he lowered his voice. "Do you...want to?"
Isabella understood what he meant. Though she was feeling uncomfortable, she hadn't completely lost her sanity. She shook her head repeatedly, but didn’t dare not look into Sebastian's eyes, afraid of losing her rationality under his temptation.
Suddenly, he turned Isabella's face toward him with his hand and leaned over her, his cheek marked with an unusual redness. "Isabella, would you hate me if we had a relationship?"
Isabella’s eyes widened. She was unsure if he still had his sanity or if he was completely under the control of drugs. She felt that he was being too direct and it was not something he would normally say.
She bit her lip and after a moment, spoke up. "Ms. Field is waiting for you at home, Mr. Landon."
Sebastian pressed his fingertip against the corner of her lips and rubbed it forcefully twice. "If you're willing to be with me, I’ll handle my relationship with her."
Isabella didn't understand what Sebastian wanted to do, but before she could ask, Sebastian leaned closer to her, their noses touching, and stared at her lips from a close distance. Sebastian felt like he couldn't control himself, but he was afraid of scaring Isabella, so he restrained his desires and slowly enticed her.
"You smell so good, Isabella," Sebastian tilted his head and rubbed Isabella's cheek with his own, his deep voice sounding in her ear.
"Mr. Landon..." Isabella gazed at the ceiling with a hazy expression.
She couldn't resist this temptation.
Suddenly, Sebastian kissed her earlobe and lightly suckled on it.
Isabella let out a soft scream, arching her body, trembling uncontrollably. She grasped Sebastian's clothes tightly, feeling like her sanity would shatter in the next second.
Sebastian continued to seduce her. "Isabella, say you're willing, alright?
"Say you're willing."
He persuaded her to say those words, whispering in her ear.
Isabella knew that he was losing control of himself.
She was feeling the same way.
Isabella tried her best to maintain her sanity with tears streaming from her eyes. She firmly pinched Sebastian's foot, and right as she nearly lost her sanity, she suddenly caught a glimpse of something glowing on the ceiling.
"Mr. Landon!" As she Isabella realized what it was, she immediately broke out in a cold sweat, her voice filled with horror.
Sebastian followed her line of sight and looked up. When he saw what it was, his face turned pale. He got off Isabella and walked toward it, stepping on a stool to take down the small camera attached to the ceiling.
"It's a miniature camera."
Sebastian knew Zaire had done this too.
Sebastian turned around and saw Isabella curled up on the sofa, her entire head tucked between her knees, feeling guilty. He had just tried to seduce her, but it was the first time he had ever been rejected, as he was usually the one who was tempted by the opposite sex.
Sebastian went to wash his face in the bathroom. When he came out, Isabella was sleeping on the couch. Her cheeks were very red. Sebastian reached out to feel her forehead and realized she had a high temperature. It seemed that she would have to endure discomfort throughout the night. Sebastian took out an ice pack from the refrigerator, wrapped it in a wet towel, and sat on a chair next to the sofa, pressing the wet towel onto Isabella's cheek to help lower her temperature.
Sebastian felt unusually relieved as he looked at Isabella's peaceful sleeping face. Soon, under the influence of the medicine, he fell into a deep sleep as well.
In Zaire's room, the screen went black after Sebastian disconnected the camera. He shook the glass in his hand and sighed, "What a pity! That was really exciting! But I couldn’t see the whole process, what such a shame."
Setting down the glass, he dialed a number. "Tell Miley to come up and keep me company."
"Yes, Mr. Jose."
