Revenge Looks Good on Me (Amelia and Sebastian) novel Chapter 157

Chapter 157 The Possessive “Old Fox”

“Let’s go. We’re going home.”

Sebastian stood up, grabbed Amelia’s hand, and led her out; without giving her a chance to resist, he shoved her into the passenger seat and buckled her in.

When he climbed into the car, Amelia reached out and gripped the steering wheel. “Sebastian, you just drank. That’s a DUI.”

He’d just used wine as mouthwash, which technically meant he’d consumed alcohol.

Sebastian’s lips curled into a victorious, predatory smile. “Then you drive.”

It wasn’t until Amelia was behind the wheel that she realized she’d been played by this old fox.

Who on earth uses red wine to rinse their mouth after a meal?

He’d done it on purpose just so she’d be forced to be his chauffeur and drive him home!

What a devious, calculating man!

Amelia cursed him a thousand times in her head.

Back at the office, Ryan was digging into the “pretty–boy” Amelia was seen with, only for Selena Thorne’s photo to pop up.

He smacked his forehead in a moment of pure terror. “I knew that guy looked familiar! That’s the CEO of DN Luxe, Selena Thorne!”

Realizing the gravity of the mistake, Ryan immediately grabbed his phone and messaged Sebastian with the update.

He was dead. Sebastian was definitely at the restaurant by now, and if he’d pissed off Amelia, not only would he get his head bitten off, but Ryan would be on the first flight to Africa to dig coal tomorrow!

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By the time the message went through, the damage was done.

Amelia was standing in the parking garage at Riverview Estates, refusing to move an inch, her face set in a cold pout. “Sebastian, you came there today to catch me cheating, didn’t you? You really thought I’d played you for a fool?”

Sebastian hadn’t seen Ryan’s message yet, so he had no idea it was Selena.

He was still nursing his own anger, so he kept his face cold, grabbed her wrist, and hauled her toward the elevator. “We’ll talk inside.”

“No.”

Amelia tried to wrench her arm free, but the man’s hand was like an iron shackle; no matter how much force she used, she couldn’t budge it.

Fearing he might actually hurt her but unwilling to let her go, he pulled her into a crushing hug. “Behave.”

The words were barely out before the elevator doors closed; Amelia shot him a venomous glare.

‘Oh, you want to know who that man was? I’ll tell you. He’s someone I’ve known for a long time. He’s incredibly good to me, gentle, and says the sweetest things. I’m always so happy when I’m with him.”

Amelia looked up at him with a mischievous, mocking grin; she was doing this purely to spite him. Why should he get to throw a tantrum without even asking her first?

Sebastian took the bait, his handsome face twisting into a terrifying scowl; his hand clamped onto her delicate chin, forcing her to look him in the eye.

“Amelia,” he ground out, “do not test my patience.”

He was a man who needed total control; seeing her in the arms of another man had made him want to rip the world apart.

Only his last shred of sanity had kept him from attacking the guy on sight. He trusted Amelia, but he wouldn’t let her rub it in his face.

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But if the girl kept pushing his boundaries, he wasn’t sure he could keep his dark side under wraps.

Amelia was too angry to care; she lifted her foot and slammed it down on Sebastian’s brand–new leather shoes, grinding her heel in for good measure.

“You rushed over there because you wanted to hear me admit I was with someone else, right? Well, I admitted it! Why are you mad now?”

Amelia’s talent for sarcasm was hitting its peak, and it successfully pushed the man over the edge.

The moment the elevator hit their floor, she was hauled into the apartment like a stray kitten.

Thump!

The world spun, and Amelia found herself tossed onto the soft sofa; before she could even process a comeback, his heavy frame was pinned on top of her.

‘Amelia, I told you. Do not test my patience.”

The lights were off, the only glow coming from a warm orange lamp by the sofa; outside, the city lights flickered, and in the intimate shadows, Sebastian’s eyes. ourned with a primal heat.

Amelia bit her lip, determined to fight him to the end.

‘Get off me! Don’t touch me!”

When Sebastian was angry, he was terrifying, but when Amelia was angry, she was as stubborn as a mule.

The fact that he didn’t trust her felt like a personal insult!

In the orange glow, Amelia’s cheeks were flushed with rage; she tried to push him off, but he didn’t budge an inch. She could only glare at him, her eyes wide with fury.

Her face, puffed out like a little bun and turning a deep, tempting red, made Sebastian’s throat tighten and his breathing grow heavy.

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Chapter 157 The Possessive Old Fox”

Feeling a certain change in the man pressing against her, Amelia’s eyes went even wider, a wave of heat rushing to her face. “You… get up right now!”

Sebastian simply took her chin in his hand and kissed her hard, leaving her no

room to argue.

The kiss was fueled by fury and punishment, a raw display of dominance that left her gasping for air before he finally pulled away.

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