He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 147

Helena didn't say a word. She knew the unspoken end of that sentence: Wynn would be fine, as long as she played by the rules.

"Come sit," Sebastian ordered, his gaze shifting toward her.

She had jumped up the second Wynn appeared on the screen, wanting to get as close to the monitor as possible. She didn't even register Sebastian's command.

"Lena, don't make me repeat myself. Standing like that isn't good for my son," he warned, his voice low and laced with an icy threat.

She turned to look at him. His dark eyes offered zero room for negotiation.

Moving like a robot, she walked toward him, glancing back at the monitor with every step.

The second she was within reach, he grabbed her waist and yanked her down onto his lap on the sofa.

Helena's mind was still on Wynn, but suddenly Sebastian's striking face was inches from hers, stealing all her oxygen. She sank into the deep cushions, trapped between the sofa and his solid chest. His grip was powerful, easily pinning her down without hurting the baby—the ultimate bargaining chip he was using to steal her family's shares.

"Are you that happy to see him alive?" he murmured, leaning in until his lips brushed against her jawline in a mockingly sensual caress.

Helena clamped her mouth shut. All the focus she had poured into Wynn was suddenly ripped away, consumed by the terrifying proximity of the man holding her captive. She couldn't afford to lose focus for a second. One wrong move, and he would drag her straight to hell.

"Lena," he whispered, his voice dripping with an intoxicating, velvet softness.

His lips grazed her earlobe, his hot breath sending a violent shudder down her spine.

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