Revenge Looks Good on Me (Amelia and Sebastian) novel Chapter 73

The moment her palm hit his abs, Amelia felt like she’d been struck by lightning. Her face turned a bright, hot red, and she let out a shaky breath.

Even though her mind told her to pull away, her fingers were already moving of their own accord.

She couldn’t resist giving them a little squeeze.

So firm… so much definition….

The internet wasn’t lying; a man’s abs really were amazing to touch!

While Amelia was lost in the sensation, Sebastian’s voice brought her back to reality. “Amelia, do you like what you feel?”

Yeah… yeah, they’re great. Good texture.”

“Feel free to keep going then.”

“Wait… what?!”

Amelia looked up and saw the amusement in his eyes, realizing he was playing her.

She snatched her hand back and pointed at his half–naked body, fuming. “You… you pervert, Sebastian!”

Sebastian acted perfectly innocent. “Amelia, you’re the one who was just ravishing my body with your eyes. I’m the victim here.”

‘You didn’t lock the door! Who doesn’t lock the door when they shower?!”

She had genuinely thought he’d left the house!

Sebastian stepped toward her, looming large. “I’m your fiancé. Why would I lock the door? You’re welcome to see everything.”

As he spoke, he actually reached for the towel, as if he were about to drop it right there.

Amelia squeezed her eyes shut and threw up a hand. “No! Stop! I’m too young for this! I don’t want to go blind”

She turned around and bolted from the bathroom as if her life depended on it.

The books always said men in glasses were the most repressed, and men in gold rummed glasses were

absolute beasts

The books were right!

By day, Sebastian was a CEO, by night, he was a shameless predator who thrted at every turn She was losing the fight

Sebastian finished drying his han and walked out of the bathroom to and a hilarious sight

5:27 pm

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Amelia was lying on the sofa, eyes squeezed shut, hands folded over her chest as if she were praying for divine protection.

He smirked and walked over. “Amelia, open your eyes.”

Amelia knew he was still mostly naked and hovering over her on purpose. She shook her head violently.

“Nope.”

Sebastian let out a soft, doting sigh. “I’m dressed now. I ran a bath for you. Go wash up.”

Ame ia risked opening one eye. Sebastian was indeed in a white bathrobe, his damp hair still dripping. Even like this, he was so handsome she couldn’t look away.

She scrambled to her feet and sprinted for the bathroom.

Sebastian watched her flee with a perfect, satisfied grin. He walked into the study, opened his laptop, and messaged Ryan, “Set up the meeting.”

Amelia was exhausted. When she finally sank into the bubble bath, she let out a long, satisfied groan of relief.

Before she could even relax, her phone rang.

She frowned and answered the unknown number, ready to snap.

‘Are you insane? Do you have any idea how late it is? Is your brain made of mush?!”

She was about to hang up when a voice hissed from the other end.

“Amelia, it’s only been a month and you’ve already forgotten your place?”

She’d know that voice anywhere. It was Dylan Bennett, the fourth son and her “brother” in name only.

Amelia wasn’t the weak, quiet girl anymore. She met his arrogance with her own biting sarcasm.

“My place? I’m the future matriarch of the Sterling family. My status is quite high, thank you for the

reminder.

“You have no shame. That spot belongs to Sophia. Do you really think you’re worthy of taking it from her?

Dylan was clearly livid. Amelia could practically hear his teeth grinding through the speaker

“Whos the shameless one here? Do you really think the Sterlings want a knock–off like Sophia? No matter how much you dress her up, you can’t hide the fact that her heart is rotting trash!”

‘Shut

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