He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 694

Right on cue, the waiter arrived with breakfast.

The awkward topic was successfully pushed aside.

Sebastian didn't dwell on it, smoothly shifting gears. "Eat up."

Helena felt herself falling further onto the defensive.

He walked over and casually took her hand.

She frowned, instinctively trying to pull away.

It was pure resistance.

But more than that, it was an indescribable feeling.

Being forcefully cornered into intimacy was one thing.

But being gently led by the hand brought a completely different kind of unease.

It was something she used to crave so desperately, and now that it was right in front of her...

It left a bitter taste in her mouth.

He clearly noticed.

He lowered his head and unexpectedly pressed a kiss to her lips.

She scowled up at him.

"What are you so shy about? Why are you hiding? It's not like we haven't kissed or done it before," he pointed out bluntly.

This time, she actually laughed in anger, glaring right back at him.

It felt like he was systematically trapping her step by step.

A deliberate provocation.

She knew it was a trap, yet she was being dragged deep into it anyway.

She felt like she had been pushed into an incredibly volatile position.

Under these circumstances, she suddenly decided to take the offensive.

Mostly because she refused to be manipulated by him anymore.

"Are you seducing me, Mr. Hayes?" she asked coolly, tilting her chin up.

He actually let out a hum of agreement.

Seeing her take the initiative, he naturally handed all the control over to her.

His reaction only fueled her spite.

She went up on her tiptoes and kissed him, determined to take the lead.

But frustratingly, he just complied.

Whatever she wanted him to do, he did it.

"Should I take off my clothes? You seem to be moving a bit slow," he offered casually, completely unhurried.

Helena was speechless.

"Or do you want me to take my pants off?"

...

But she was already pinned in place.

The massive floor-to-ceiling windows offered a sweeping view of the theme park outside, clear as day.

Below them, crowds of people bustled about.

Yet inside the room, an entirely different kind of heat was escalating.

Her shock, combined with his sheer dominance.

Even his words dripped with a shameless edge.

"Isn't this exactly how you like it? What are you staring at?"

"Sebastian, let me go."

"Let you go? Won't you just get upset again if I do?"

"Bullshit!"

...

By the end of it, she couldn't even form a coherent sentence.

She couldn't speak, and she didn't want to.

He, on the other hand, was in a fantastic mood.

It wasn't until the fire between them finally burned out.

That she was released.