Revenge Looks Good on Me (Amelia and Sebastian) novel Chapter 96

Chapter 96 The Balcony Thief

“Why are you so hot? Do you have a fever?”

Sebastian grabbed her hand and pressed it against his check, his voice pure temptation. “Amelia, are you really this clueless, or are you just playing me?”

He’s teasing, but he’s definitely flirting.

Amelia looked at the empty luxury tonic bowl and ground her teeth.

“You don’t actually think I drugged you, do you?”

As if I need to go to all that trouble.

With her looks and her body, all she had to do was snap her fingers and he’d be her lapdog.

Sebastian watched her with a knowing, heavy–lidded smirk.

“You’re the one who made me drink that tonic. You’re responsible for the consequences.”

He sounded like a lazy, seductive cat. Amelia’s heart hammered against her ribs. She tried to pull away, but he pinned her down.

“Amelia, I’m hurting here.”

He started trailing hot kisses across her brow, her cheeks, and finally, her lips.

Amelia leaned back, but that was a mistake–he took advantage and pressed her right onto the desk.

“Seb…”

Her voice was a wreck as he stole her breath. He pinned her wrists above her head.

He panted, “Amelia, you started this fire. Now you have to put it out.”

Her head was spinning. She barely knew where she was until she felt the cool air on her skin as his hand slid inside her robe.

Knock, knock, knock!

Sebastian froze. He glared at the door with pure murder in his eyes before trying to go back to her.

Knock, knock, knock!

“Sebastian? You in there?” Glenn’s voice was cautious but persistent from the hallway.

That snapped Amelia back to reality. She shoved him off and scrambled to fix her messy robe.

“Go! I’m going to bed!”

She threw the door open and practically ran over Glenn, not even looking back before vanishing.

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Chapter 96 The Balcony Thief

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Glenn stared. Amelia was in a robe, her hair was a disaster, and her face was beet red.

Oh, man. I definitely just ruined the mood.

He didn’t even want to imagine the look on Sebastian’s face right now.

He stepped into the study. Sebastian was sitting on the mahogany desk, slowly buttoning his shirt.

“Seb…” Glenn squeaked.

Sebastian’s eyes were lethal. “This better be important.”

The pressure was suffocating. Glenn started shaking and pointed at the bookshelf.

“Can I… borrow a book?”

Sebastian took a deep breath, his jaw tight. “Take it and get the hell out!”

I swear I’m going to kill him for this.

Glenn grabbed a book and bolted like his life depended on it.

Once he made it down to the second floor, he collapsed against the wall, gasping for air.

Sebatian is a monster. I need to study harder and get that overseas transfer.

Rule number one: Never disturb the Shadow King.

Sebastian sat back in his chair, his blood still boiling.

He closed his laptop and went to the master suite, but the handle wouldn’t budge.

She’d locked him out.

He stood there, the powerful CEO, locked out of his own room.

Every woman in Kingsley wants my bed, yet I’m stuck out in the hall.

His eyes darkened. He walked over to the guest room balcony and hopped over.

Amelia was out cold. But she woke up when the bed dipped and a furnace–hot body pulled her close.

She jumped. “How did you get in? I locked the door!”

He nipped her ear and chuckled. “Balcony’s open.”

A CEO climbing balconies like a common thief

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