Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 56: Punish Me, It’s All Yours to Control

Chapter 56: Chapter 56: Punish Me, It’s All Yours to Control
All night long, Eleanor Valerius was imprisoned in the scorching embrace of Sebastian Ford.
When the abdominal pain gradually subsided, she fell into a deep sleep.
In bed, she and Sebastian Ford were like intimately intertwined figures, clinging to each other.
The next day she woke up groggily.
Still in last night’s embrace, is he always this daunting in the morning?
Eleanor Valerius instantly woke up, instinctively wanting to move to the side.
Unexpectedly, Sebastian Ford suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist, insisting on pressing her down.
"You enjoyed my service last night, and now you’re avoiding me in the morning?"
"I’m staying away from you now for your own good."
Eleanor Valerius curled up in his embrace, not daring to move.
At this moment, Sebastian Ford was unable to control himself, letting his hands roam freely over her.
The tension under the covers was on the brink of explosion.
Eleanor Valerius arched her neck against his shoulder, biting her lip gently, and shyly said, "Master Ford, uh... I can’t take it anymore..."
With those words, she abruptly broke free from Sebastian Ford’s embrace, clutching her abdomen as she ran to the bathroom.
Empty-armed, Sebastian Ford saw the bloodstain on the bed.
"..."
He couldn’t help but laugh, infuriated.
Usually abstinent, Master Ford was in a foul mood because he had to remain abstinent.
Awakening thoughts could only be suppressed by taking a cold shower.
At the company.
Eleanor Valerius dared not face Sebastian Ford’s brooding and unfulfilled expression.
During lunch break, she wanted to rest her head on the desk to nap but couldn’t sleep well.
The internal phone on the desk rang.
"Come to my office."
Soon after, Eleanor Valerius walked over, puzzled.
The injury on her ankle still hurt a bit, and walking in high heels was even more exhausting.
"Mr. Ford?"
Sebastian Ford was handling documents behind his desk and glanced at the rest area, saying to her, "If you’re tired, go in and sleep."
Hearing that, Eleanor Valerius realized he was looking out for her.
But looking at the rest area, she recalled the shadows of that night when he punished and confined her.
"I’ll just sleep here."
Eleanor Valerius went directly over, curling up in the corner of the sofa, resting her head on her arm to sleep.
"Isn’t it uncomfortable to sleep like that?"
Sebastian Ford frowned, instinctively rising and walking over.
He took off his suit jacket and covered her, letting her rest her head in his lap, and decided to read documents there.
A quiet atmosphere.
In no time, Eleanor Valerius was asleep.
When she heard Sebastian Ford on a phone call, she sleepily nuzzled against his thigh.
"What time is it?"
"3 o’clock, a guest will arrive in five minutes."
Sebastian Ford kindly reminded her.
Upon hearing this, Eleanor Valerius immediately sat up, smoothing out her skirt and hair.
"Then I’ll head out first."
Her wrist was grabbed by Sebastian Ford, pulling her into his embrace.
"You napped on my lap for so long, don’t you owe me a thank-you gift?"
Thinking there was still time, Eleanor Valerius wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his lips.
Sebastian Ford responded fiercely to her kiss.
While the two were lost in their embrace.
A sudden knock on the door startled Eleanor Valerius, and she hurriedly pushed away from Sebastian Ford to stand up.
Almost simultaneously, the office door swung open.
Her panicked gaze met Damian Lowell’s slightly astonished expression.
"Lawyer Lowell, you arrived quickly."
Sebastian Ford wore a roguish smile, clearly intending for Damian Lowell to witness it.
He was provoking, asserting dominance.
Such an extreme possessiveness!
Eleanor Valerius glared at him but still went along, saying, "Mr. Ford, your guest is here. I’ll step out first."
"Does Lawyer Lowell like coffee?"
Sebastian Ford stood up, leisurely tidying his shirt, boasting slightly, "My assistant Eleanor makes excellent coffee, I don’t mind letting you try it."
"Sure, then I must trouble Miss Valerius."
Damian Lowell’s smile was as usual.
Only when Eleanor Valerius was making coffee in the kitchen did she realize Damian Lowell was here on behalf of the Aldoria Sinclair Family to meet with the Ford Family.
She brought the coffee in, but Sebastian Ford kept her by his side, not letting go.
Suddenly, Damian Lowell, sipping his coffee, shifted the topic towards her: "Miss Valerius is Mr. Ford’s assistant. If our cooperation is successful, I hope Assistant Valerius can be involved."
"Lawyer Lowell will be disappointed."
Sebastian Ford openly wrapped an arm around Eleanor Valerius’s waist, whispering his refusal: "Assistant Valerius is mine privately."
"Why doesn’t Mr. Ford ask Assistant Valerius if she’s interested in being involved?"
Damian Lowell’s gaze at her was quite suggestive.
"Ask me?"
Eleanor Valerius blinked, seriously considering before asking, "Mr. Ford, will I get a commission?"
At Ford Family, her salary was always under Regina Jennings’s scrutiny.
She couldn’t take on a part-time job now, so she wanted to seize opportunities to earn more money.
Sebastian Ford chuckled, intentionally pinching her waist in response: "Private matters should be discussed differently."
"Mr. Ford, it seems Miss Valerius is interested."
Damian Lowell didn’t waste the coffee she made and smiled with a resolute attitude: "If Ford Family is sincere, then Mr. Ford should arrange for Assistant Valerius to meet me, without delay."
At this moment, Eleanor Valerius didn’t realize she was getting involved.
After Damian Lowell left, she was about to explain.
"Do you like money?"
"I like earning money myself. Mr. Ford, will you pay me overtime?"
Eleanor Valerius held out her hands in front of Sebastian Ford.
Unexpectedly, Sebastian Ford stared at her hands, a glimmer of desire in his eyes.
"If you want me as a lover, you should be the one paying me overtime."
"Hmph, I have no money."
As Eleanor Valerius made a move to leave, Sebastian Ford pulled her into his arms.
"No money? You can pay with your body."
"I’m on my period."
Sebastian Ford chuckled lightly, his finger tracing her lips, suggesting, "There are other places."
Eleanor Valerius realized what he meant, her ears turning scarlet with embarrassment.
"I don’t want to..."
She practically fled in a hurry.
...
At the end of the workday, Sebastian Ford was waiting in the car.
Eleanor Valerius had a bad feeling, blinking as she softly reminded him: "Mr. Ford, I really can’t work overtime today."
"I’ll drive you home."
Sebastian Ford smiled harmlessly, deceiving her into the car.
But, Eleanor Valerius didn’t expect to be sitting on his lap once inside the car.
"Master Ford?"
"I overheard you secretly contacting your fiancé, and I’m jealous."
Sebastian Ford languidly half-closed his eyes, playing with her hands with his own.
"There’s no need to sneak when contacting a fiancé, only when seeing a lover."
Eleanor Valerius took the opportunity to give a quick kiss on his thin lips.
"Yes indeed, as your lover, I shouldn’t make unreasonable demands of you."
Sebastian Ford slowly lifted his dangerously filled eyes to look at her.
"Eleanor Valerius, you should punish me."
Eleanor Valerius knew she couldn’t escape.
"I can’t."
"I’ll teach you."
The moving vehicle was a bit bumpy and unstable.
The dim light in the backseat was enough for Eleanor Valerius to see clearly.
Sebastian Ford closed his eyes, guiding her to take initiative in kissing him.
Though not unfamiliar, the sight and sensation were new, and her actions were slightly awkward.
Eleanor Valerius tangled with him in the kiss, unable to avoid his gaze.
"Look at me."
Sebastian Ford’s voice was low and hoarse as he reminded her.
"To punish me, you must enjoy the feeling of controlling me. My pain and pleasure are in your hands."
He would guide her and also praise her.
It really was like she was punishing her lover.
Using a kiss to captivate him, she had the upper hand.
Eleanor Valerius grew increasingly nervous, sitting stiffly in his lap, sweating at her brow.
The rising temperature inside the car made her breath come in light pants.
It’s supposed to be punishing him, but clearly, she’s the one worn out.
"Master Ford..."
The kiss was tiring.
But he still seemed insatiable.