Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 165: Is Tonight the Last Embrace?

Chapter 165: Chapter 165: Is Tonight the Last Embrace?
Sebastian Ford’s tall figure trapped Eleanor Valerius beneath him.
When she finally realized his kiss, her reaction was clearly resistant and unwilling, not a passionate response to him.
Eleanor Valerius had truly changed her heart!
But Sebastian Ford certainly wouldn’t let her go easily.
"You’re not being obedient!"
Initially, what attracted him to Eleanor Valerius was her captivating charm, like a little fox.
He very much liked the feeling of interaction between them, but he hadn’t expected the little fox to lose control.
The dual sensations were the sweetest torment.
Eleanor Valerius’s back was tense, and an unconscious groan of unbearable anger escaped her throat.
She instinctively tilted her head back to avoid him, but Sebastian Ford clung to her relentlessly, kissing her deeply.
Sebastian came at her with a dangerous ferocity.
It was so frightening!
The bedroom lights were off, and the room was dim.
The balcony door, through which he had climbed, was still open. The night breeze blew gently, unable to dispel the intimate atmosphere lingering in the air.
The pale glow of the moonlight cast their overlapping shadows.
The quieter it was, the clearer the sounds were.
Eleanor Valerius tried her best to keep her mind clear.
She knew Sebastian Ford was doing it on purpose.
But he knew her shyness too well, she couldn’t fend him off even if she tried.
Just when she was about to run out of breath.
Sebastian Ford finally released her, gazing down at her flushed cheeks and her gasping breath under the cover of night.
"Eleanor, I told you, honesty is how we communicate; don’t think you can deceive me with lies."
Sebastian Ford’s voice was hoarse, tinged with a teasingly triumphant smile.
Emotions are fair; they both lost just the same.
Eleanor Valerius’s eyes were misty, her lips parted but unable to speak.
Because Sebastian Ford hadn’t let her go yet.
"What do you want?"
Sebastian leaned down, touching his forehead to hers, and asked in a husky voice, "Is it your ambition to become Mrs. Ford that you mentioned? Does this prove that I’m your most deadly temptation?"
Eleanor Valerius bit her lip, enduring it silently, and stared with eyes that could not clearly see Sebastian Ford’s expression.
"Are you really so full of yourself..."
"Who exactly is more sentimental?"
Sebastian laughed, with a desire for retribution.
"You threaten a marriage and want to end the lover’s game if unsuccessful; you try to avoid me by saying Assistant Valerius is quitting; how will you enjoy without him now? No more lover, no more boss; I’m just waiting for you to speak up and ask."
Eleanor Valerius bit her lip tight, wanting to break free.
But in her eyes reflected his passion, with a resolute clarity born from fear and unease.
She couldn’t indulge him.
When Sebastian Ford was angry, he was especially fierce.
Earlier, when she didn’t know she was pregnant, she wasn’t aware of how dangerous it actually was.
Now her mind was filled with concerns, not just her willingness to end the relationship, but she was also worried about harming the baby.
"Are you unwilling to let me go because you miss me terribly?"
The next moment, she reached out her arms to wrap around his neck, leaning forward to initiate a kiss.
Sebastian Ford was already enduring with great difficulty at this moment, so much so that he couldn’t distinguish whether he was bullying her or torturing himself.
He didn’t continue, wanting to see Eleanor Valerius’s reaction.
As he responded to Eleanor’s offered kiss, she suddenly stopped in the midst of kissing.
"Master Ford, I’m truly tired, let’s end this."
Eleanor Valerius slightly raised her head and gazed at him.
Even though her smile was enchanting, she spoke these words with calmness, and her gaze was also indifferent.
Love and desire should be distinguished clearly.
Even if she felt both towards him, the honesty of the body did not influence her heart’s clarity.
"If your current desire for me is just physical, then don’t waste any more time, go ahead. I’ve never denied your performance; you’re perfect as my lover, and since it’s just mutual needs, let’s not talk about feelings that ruin the mood. Consider tonight as our final intimacy before parting."
Eleanor Valerius spoke so ruthlessly, watching as the crimson anger in Sebastian Ford’s eyes was gradually suppressed.
He forcefully squeezed her waist.
"Eleanor Valerius, our game rules aren’t for you to decide."
Sebastian’s eyes imprisoned her figure, his voice gloomy: "When you provoked me, did you not consider the consequences? I disagree with ending this, so it’s impossible for you to escape from me; whether I want you or not is my decision."
Of course, he wanted!
He wanted to claim her body and then her heart!
Eleanor Valerius held her breath imperceptibly, watching Sebastian Ford on the verge of losing control.
Suddenly, she laughed deliberately, her eyes curving as she took him by surprise and asked, "Do you really love getting jealous? Just because you saw me meeting with Lawyer Lowell in private, you couldn’t resist coming over to entangle me?"
Indeed, mentioning Damian Lowell’s name instantly broke through Sebastian Ford’s sinister calmness.
"Eleanor Valerius, are you admitting you’re using Damian Lowell to provoke me?"
"Isn’t it you who’s using me, Master Ford?"
Eleanor Valerius’s gaze was sharp, and upon seeing Sebastian Ford’s obvious surprise, her smile became more unrestrained and also colder.
"It was you who shoved me towards Lawyer Lowell, I’m just an object you sent away."
Eleanor Valerius didn’t know about the assassination feud between Sebastian Ford and Damian Lowell.
She only speculated upon seeing Sebastian Ford’s unusual possessiveness, not expecting to hit the mark.
Sebastian Ford couldn’t deny it; he indeed had thought that way.
Soon, he regretted wanting to hide her away.
"I also warned you not to approach Damian Lowell; tonight your choice to leave with him won’t happen again."
"Why? Do you see me as your trophy?"
The more Eleanor Valerius laughed, the more hurt she felt inside.
Her uncontrollable affection seemed so terrifying and ridiculous.
"I said, I don’t want to be an obedient dog anymore."
Sebastian laughed in anger at her.
Clearly, he was more like a dog, a persistent, self-deceiving fool.
"What is it exactly that you want?"
"I want you to love me very, very much."
Eleanor Valerius exaggeratedly demanded, "I want you to love me enough to share everything with me, I want the power and status of Mrs. Ford."
"Impossible."
Sebastian Ford coldly refused her.
This little loss of control didn’t make him develop a love-addled mind.
Eleanor Valerius’s smile slowly froze on her lips.
"Then don’t entangle me anymore. Our relationship status should maintain propriety. If I scream for help now, and the Valerius Family discovers Master Ford sneaking into my bedroom at night, you won’t be able to explain yourself to the Ford Family later."
Sebastian Ford squinted, a flicker of panic and unease flashing in his eyes.
He suddenly felt Eleanor Valerius was distant, so he intended to use intimacy as proof he had claimed her.
"Then shout for help, I don’t mind!"
Eleanor Valerius’s eyes widened, surprised that Sebastian Ford still wanted to continue?
She didn’t have the strength to struggle free from beneath him, genuinely afraid he might act recklessly.
Must she be forced to reveal her pregnancy?
At that moment, the bedroom door was suddenly pounded with force, shaking.
Regina Jennings stood outside, shouting, "Eleanor Valerius! I finally caught you! Did you bring your lover home to mess around!?"