Hearing the noise, he didn't turn around, only giving a low, gravelly command. "Have the staff bring another bucket of ice."
He clearly thought she was Franklin.
Riley's gaze shifted and landed on the nearby bathtub, where a layer of ice floated on the surface. The faucet was still running, constantly pouring freezing water into the tub, the cold water hissing faintly as it hit the ice.
A frosty white mist rose from the bathtub. Even standing in the doorway, she could feel the bone-chilling cold radiating from it.
He was actually going to soak in there. In the dead of winter. Was he actively trying to kill himself?
When Sebastian didn't hear a response, he turned his head and saw Riley standing in the doorway. Thinking the drug had completely taken over his mind and manifested his deepest desires into a hallucination, he tentatively called out, "Riley?"
Riley quickly stepped inside, shut off the showerhead, and turned off the bathtub faucet. Then, she grabbed a towel nearby and began drying his body.
When her hand accidentally brushed his skin, it felt freezing cold, radiating an icy chill. She was both heartbroken and furious. "Taking a cold shower in the middle of winter? Do you have a death wish?"
She was alive, moving, and talking. It really was her, not a hallucination.
The desire building up in Sebastian's body hit its peak in that very moment. The heat that had barely been suppressed by the freezing water roared back to life the instant he saw her, blazing hotter than before.
He shot out a long arm, hooked Riley by the waist, and dragged her against him. He lowered his head and aggressively captured her lips, his breathing already ragged before their mouths even met. He had endured it for far too long.


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Its better when the female lead is strong. Nothing worse then reading a story with a weak main character...