Chapter 41: I will teach you in the future
For a moment, the world seemed to have fallen silent. It was so quiet that she could hear her heart beating wildly in her chest. His ears were ringing at the same time. Sebastian’s familiar woody scent wafted into his nose and warmed his entire body.
He lowered his head and looked at the woman lying obediently in his arms. Her soft body was so malleable under his hands that he couldn’t stop the bad thoughts in his mind that drove him to ravage her senseless.
Roxane came to her senses first and quickly moved away from him.
Sebastien naturally let go of her, but he felt uncomfortable with the emptiness in his arms.
“Thank you,” Roxane said as her eyelashes fluttered slightly.
Her heart was still pounding in her chest, and when she met his dark gaze, she quickly looked down.
Sebastien didn’t say anything. His gaze turned to the boxes on the ground. Their contents had spilled onto the ground. There were also some eye-catching books. He walked over and bent down to pick up the items on the ground.
As soon as she saw Sebastian picking up the books Jessica had given him, her face turned red as she screamed
– No !
Alas, it was too late.
When Sebastian picked up the books, he already noticed that the books were not ordinary books. He saw a photo of a man and a woman whose bodies were entangled with each other. Next to it was a dialog box.
Roxane ran towards him and quickly snatched the books from him and hid them behind her. Her face was red as she tried to explain:
– They are not, not mine. I… I’m just helping Jessi look after them.
After saying that, she licked her cherry lips nervously as she looked at him with her bright eyes. Then she asked:
– Do you believe me?
Sebastien’s eyes darkened imperceptibly. He hid the desire she didn’t understand in his eyes. His Adam’s apple rolled once before he said:
– Yes.
“He really believes me?”
She looked at him suspiciously.
Sebastien said slowly:
– You are still young. Don’t look at these things. I’ll keep them for you for now.
– Eh?
She was surprised. She shook her head quickly and said:
– No need ! They really aren’t mine; They belong to Jessi.
Sebastien’s attitude was firm. He said in a tone that brooked no argument:
“Either I keep them for you, or we let Enzo keep them. You decide.
When Roxane imagined Enzo’s reaction, she said:
– GOOD. You keep them.
Sebastian held out his hand and she placed the books in his hand with an embarrassed expression on her face.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.
She looked at the books in her hand, muttering softly:
– I’m already 20 years old. It doesn’t matter even if I look at the books.
Despite his soft voice, Sebastien clearly heard his words. He turned to look at the red, resentful face under the moonlight before saying:
– You don’t need to look at them.
– Hmm?
She raised her head and met his burning gaze. Then she heard a man’s magnetic voice say:
– Someone will teach you in the future. I will teach you in the future.
…
After she and Sebastian returned to the Moon Pavilion, she returned to her room with the gifts while Sebastian took the books with him to his office.
She had just put down the presents when she received a call from Jessica asking where she had gone.
Roxane apologized to her for leaving early and told Jessica to have fun.
When Jessica found out she was back with Sebastien, not only was she not angry, but she was delighted. She kept telling Roxane to seize the opportunity to shoot Sebastien.
Roxane laughed and said:
– Jessi, are you drunk? Why are you still talking nonsense?
– I can hold my alcohol very well. I can drink thousands of cups without getting drunk! They call me the wine goddess in M City, okay? Jessica said proudly.
-Okay, okay, wine goddess. Drink less and don’t drive later.
– I know,
said Jessica seriously,
– Roxane, happy birthday! I hope you will always be happy.
She felt warmth fill her heart. She answered:
– All right.
At this moment, there was a knock at the door. She ended the call before saying:
– Come in.
Sebastien pushed the door and entered the room with a log-colored tray in his hands.