Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 17: Dangerous Probing Beneath the Table

Chapter 17: Chapter 17: Dangerous Probing Beneath the Table
"Ah... you scared me."
Eleanor Valerius is no longer afraid of Sebastian Ford.
Even when his tall figure presses her down on the cold, hard office desk, she still gazes at him with a bright smile.
"Why is Mr. Ford interviewing me in this manner?"
"I have a different standard for selecting people; I need to personally test whether they’re suitable."
Sebastian leans down, closely aligning with the curves of her body, and pinches her face to examine it from side to side.
"Do you think I’m attractive, Mr. Ford?"
Eleanor slightly lifts her chin, cooperating with his intense scrutiny.
His interest is an opportunity she wants to seize tightly now.
To escape the hell of the Valerius Family, she must ally with The Devil.
"You’ve lost weight."
Sebastian lightly furrows his brows, deliberately asking, "You haven’t been missing me, have you?"
"I’ve already told you, I don’t miss you."
Eleanor blatantly plays hard to get, looking into his eyes reflecting her face, playfully complaining, "Master Ford, you must have missed me. Next time, don’t hold back; I know the past few days have been hard for you."
He saved her.
And yet, this woman still isn’t satisfied?
Sebastian raises an eyebrow, laughing softly as he replies, "I’m not one of those clingy lovers. Since the control of the game is in your hands, of course, I’ll wait for you to give the signal first. When you don’t need me, I’ll keep my distance and won’t disturb you."
Eleanor realized, he wants her to be passionate and take initiative.
After all, she approached first, she needed something from him.
"So, you..."
Eleanor lies underneath him, soft and easy to push, her gaze tender as water, as her hands daringly explore.
"Will you really give me the chance to interview for an internship at Ford Group?"
"Though I’m your lover, I will keep business affairs separate from personal matters."
Sebastian lazily squints his eyes, holding her waist with one arm, pulling her to sit facing him in his lap.
This intimate position left Eleanor, who was wearing a dress, defenseless against him.
"The interview opportunity is right here; perform well."
Sebastian puts on a facade of seriousness.
Eleanor slightly holds her breath, simply wrapping her arms around his neck, initiating a kiss on his lips.
A kiss, something Sebastian personally taught her.
This was now her test to present her homework.
In Eleanor’s heart, she was indeed grateful for Sebastian saving her from the punishment in the dark room.
It surprisingly gave her a feeling of being protected for the first time.
Thus, Eleanor’s kiss was sincere.
She entwined with him with her eyes closed, her unreserved tenderness was both a sacrifice and an enjoyment.
Sebastian squints, glancing at her, naturally feeling her full-hearted involvement.
He was satisfied, his large hand cradling her nape, deeply intensifying the kiss.
With the lead role in the kiss seized from her, Eleanor’s breath quickly surrendered to Sebastian’s forceful plunder.
Fortunately, his interview requirement was merely a taste.
Eleanor, breathless, her eyes glancing across him, asked, "Mr. Ford, are you satisfied with my interview performance?"
"Not bad."
Sebastian wiped the corner of his mouth, giving a dual-layered evaluation.
Subsequently, Eleanor rose from his lap, feeling a bit dizzy and unsteady.
Just then, Sebastian supported her from behind, teasingly whispering beside her ear, "Are you trying to evoke my pity with this act?"
"Yes, doesn’t Master Ford want to cherish me?"
Eleanor didn’t explain that she was actually hungry.
"I do want to cherish you, but I’m afraid your waist can’t handle it."
Sebastian didn’t probe Eleanor about what happened in the past two days.
He gave her the chance to approach him, allowing her little schemes, having decided to slowly enjoy the game with her.
"If you won’t give me, then forget it."
Eleanor smiled once she’d regained her senses, ending the flirtation with him there.
Getting the internship at Ford Group today was an unexpected gain.
Having completed the onboarding process.
Julia Ford, who was in the same Public Relations Department, invited her to lunch.
In the VIP private room of the restaurant, a table full of delicious dishes awaited.
And there sat Sebastian Ford on the sofa.
Seeing him, Eleanor wasn’t surprised.
"Thanks, uncle, for celebrating for me."
Julia Ford, with a playful personality and speaking bluntly, asked, "But what specialties does Eleanor have to get into the company?"
Sebastian glanced up at Eleanor.
Standing right behind Julia, she dared to boldly bite her lip and allure him.
He smiled with a bit of reminiscence, "Eleanor’s interview performance was quite good."
"Really?"
Julia turned back with suspicion, and Eleanor immediately curbed her teasing, looking serious.
She hadn’t noticed the flirtatious exchange between Uncle and Eleanor.
They sat down for the meal.
Eleanor sat on Sebastian’s left side.
She didn’t engage in the conversation, quietly eating with her head down.
Suddenly, a warm hand moved onto her leg.
Eleanor froze slightly, looking up to see Sebastian chatting nonchalantly with Julia.
But under the table.
His hand was becoming increasingly restless.
A bit ticklish.
She didn’t dare reject him.
Especially as he became bolder, making her unable to continue eating.
Unexpectedly, Sebastian suddenly pinched her hard.
Eleanor’s chopsticks fell in shock.
Her body instinctively reacted, straightening her legs, accidentally kicking Julia, who sat opposite her.
Eleanor hurriedly apologized.
"Be careful!"
Julia frowned with dissatisfaction, then bent over to pick up the fallen items.
But under the table, there was no cover.
If Sebastian didn’t withdraw his hand, Julia was bound to see what they were secretly up to!
At the last moment, he still wouldn’t stop?!
Eleanor held her breath, quickly standing up to give Sebastian’s lips a quick kiss.
This outright stolen kiss was truly thrilling.
Sebastian seemed satisfied, withdrawing his mischievous hand just before Julia’s gaze could catch them.
So, Julia saw nothing.
Though upon sitting back, she noticed Eleanor seemed suddenly more restrained.
Was uncle angry earlier?
After lunch, Eleanor avoided Sebastian as she left.
Julia kindly comforted her, "You’re this afraid of my uncle? Just be a bit careful, he won’t really do anything to you."
Yet, Sebastian precisely wanted to do something to her.
Eleanor just smiled.
However, seeing Uncle show up there again after work, Julia felt curious.
"Why has Mr. Ford come to the PR department?"
Meeting three times in a single day?
Did Eleanor really offend her uncle?
"It’s your first day at work; professionally and personally, I have to see how you’re doing."
Sebastian’s tall figure stood there, and passing employees greeted him one after another.
His gaze accidentally fell on Eleanor walking out from inside.
Eleanor was on the phone and hadn’t seen him yet.
The news of her internship at Ford Group had quickly been relayed to the Lancaster Family by Regina Jennings.
Perhaps assessing her usefulness, Jenson Lancaster personally came to the company to bring her to a party.
"Wait for me at the entrance; I’ll be down shortly."
After speaking, Eleanor looked up, meeting Sebastian’s half-smiling glance, causing her to panic slightly.
"Master Ford."
"Your fiancé’s here to pick you up?"
Sebastian squinted, sounding like he was asking, but actually stopping her.
Eleanor pretended not to understand, smiling and nodding.
"Yes, so I’ll be heading off first."
"Let’s go together."
Sebastian and Julia Ford entered the elevator together.
In the descending elevator, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was slightly oppressive.
Eleanor vaguely sensed anger.
Exiting the elevator, she saw Jenson’s car and walked towards it.
Julia, curious, peeked and casually said, "So that’s Eleanor’s fiancé, they do look quite matched."
Suddenly, Sebastian found it inexplicably jarring watching Eleanor smiling brightly at Jenson Lancaster.
What to do.
As the abandoned lover, he seemed to be feeling jealous.
Watching Eleanor’s departing figure.
Sebastian’s eyes slowly filled with a dangerous possessiveness.