Helena's face twisted with desperate anxiety.
But she didn't dare fight back, terrified that Sebastian would do something even more unhinged.
Suddenly, he broke the kiss.
She immediately opened her mouth to shout to her brother.
But in the very next second, Sebastian used his silk tie to silence her.
The heavy scent of smoke and liquor flooded her senses, making her stomach heave, but she couldn't make a single sound.
The hot breath from his lips brushed against her ear, laced with a twisted, sadistic satisfaction.
"Helena, if you make me unhappy, I have a million ways to make your life a living hell every single day," he whispered darkly, biting down hard on the shell of her ear.
She broke into a cold sweat from the sharp pain.
But she had no energy to care about what he was doing to her.
All of her focus was laser-locked on Wynn outside the door.
"Distracted?" Sebastian scoffed. "How do you think Wynn would feel if he saw his beloved sister pinned beneath me, completely powerless to fight back?"
Helena's eyes blew wide.
She genuinely believed he was twisted enough to open the door and let Wynn watch.
She truly believed he had lost his mind.
She shook her head frantically.
"What, afraid he'll see?" His voice dropped low, sounding like a demon straight out of hell. "Beg me, Helena. Hmm?"
With that, he yanked her up slightly.
He stared down at her with the arrogant dominance of a king surveying his conquered territory.
Truth be told, the physical power dynamic intoxicated him.
He knew perfectly well that Helena was not his ultimate choice, but he was addicted to the physical chemistry they shared in bed.
It was a dark, primal satisfaction that no one else could give him.
The more he broke her, the more intensely aroused he became.
Helena watched as he pulled the tie from her mouth and tossed it carelessly to the floor.

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