Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 67: The Shyer She Gets, the More Satisfied He Is

Chapter 67: Chapter 67: The Shyer She Gets, the More Satisfied He Is
"What’s the matter? Baby."
Sebastian Ford’s husky voice whispered in her ear.
Entwining her, seducing her, wanting to melt into each other in an intimate warmth.
Who would have thought that the seemingly ascetic Third Master Ford could be so provocative.
"Stop... don’t say it..."
Eleanor Valerius’ shy look pleased Sebastian Ford.
He trapped her in his arms, his crimson gaze locked on every expression she made, unwilling to let any pass.
With avoidance, Eleanor closed her eyes, biting her lip, not wanting to make a sound.
But she couldn’t escape Sebastian’s deliberate teasing words.
First calling her baby, then his sweetheart.
He was bullying her yet claimed he couldn’t resist.
She was going crazy listening, so embarrassed in the end she refused to open her eyes to face him.
Sebastian leaned down, touching his forehead to hers, and kissed her tear-drenched eyelashes, breathlessly murmuring, "I’ve dealt with your rival now, I’ll be your only lover. I’ll just call you my sweetheart."
Eleanor bit her lip, taking a deep breath, her face flushed with lingering embarrassment.
She heard that Sebastian was in a good mood, which counted as her pacifying him.
"Baby, open your eyes."
Sebastian looked down at her from above.
Hearing this, Eleanor looked at him with embarrassment and anger, but her voice, tender and soft, had no force: "I want to clock out and go home!"
"Want to go back like this?"
Sebastian looked down at her blushing face.
"Say ’baby’ for me to hear."
Sebastian was in a mischievous mood.
Unable to escape his restrain, Eleanor curled up in his arms, reluctantly and shyly murmured, "Baby lover, I’m tired..."
"Okay."
Sebastian was easy to talk to.
However, Eleanor hadn’t expected Sebastian to take her to a hotel.
"Weren’t we’re going home?"
"It’s still early. After a bath, I’ll accompany you to eat something before heading back."
Sebastian wrapped Eleanor with a suit jacket.
Once in the bathroom, he unwrapped her, wanting her to sit in his lap with nothing in between them.
Eleanor held her breath, her hands gently pressing against his chest, her voice soft: "I’m really a bit tired, can’t we rest tonight?"
"You want to rest, that’s okay. Help me bathe, I’ve never enjoyed your service."
Sebastian held Eleanor as they sat in a bathtub filled with hot water.
An intimate and dangerous position.
Eleanor couldn’t refuse, tenderly complying with him, her movements unfamiliar as she helped him bathe.
She didn’t know how long his restraint would last.
Then, she took the initiative to bring up a serious topic.
"Is it true the Ford Family can only collaborate with the Sinclair Family? I really am innocent in being dragged into this. You said you could forgive me, and when I go to the company tomorrow, do I have to be involved in the collaboration project between the two families?"
With an ambiguous smile, Sebastian gently pinched and stroked her waist with his large hand.
"Hmm, Assistant Valerius blundered her way into being useful."
"Then I need you to teach me."
Eleanor snuggled in his arms, playfully pleading.
Suddenly, Sebastian held her close, resting his chin on her shoulder, his voice at close range causing a tingling vibration.
"Eleanor Valerius, you need to seize the opportunity."
His serious tone sounded like both a hint and a temptation.
"No woman has ever climbed onto me like this, you’re smart, you know what you want, and how to get it. As long as you obediently satisfy me, I’ll satisfy you too."
Hearing this, Eleanor proactively kissed him in response.
So he was indeed tempting her.
Both of them scheming, it was a game rule they tacitly understood.
But, Eleanor worried she and Sebastian might not part on good terms.
...
After dinner.
When Sebastian sent Eleanor home, it was already after 9 PM.
In the elevator, he held her, stealing kisses passionately under the surveillance camera.
After all, no one saw, Eleanor leaned into his embrace, responding with the passion he desired.
With a "ding," the elevator door opened slowly.
Sebastian held Eleanor, continuing to kiss her.
"Eleanor?"
A familiar voice called from outside.
Upon hearing it, Eleanor snapped out of her daze and turned her head, spotting her second sister, Ivy Valerius, outside the elevator.
Ivy quickly reacted too, stepping back and saying, "Mom, watch your step."
Regina Jennings was here?!
Eleanor’s eyes widened, she absolutely couldn’t let their relationship with Sebastian be discovered.
At that moment, Sebastian captured her panic and fear with a smile, deliberately leaving her to handle the danger of being caught.
Looking into each other’s eyes, Eleanor knew Sebastian was taking delight in her predicament, unwilling to help.
The time was tight, there was no room to avoid Regina Jennings.
Suddenly, Eleanor pushed Sebastian forcefully out of the elevator.
To her surprise, Sebastian, unprepared, stumbled, and Eleanor succeeded in catching him off guard.
Regina Jennings and Ivy Valerius saw Master Ford rush out.
"Sebastian? What’s going on here?"
Sebastian: "..."
"Mr. Ford, if you’re drunk, you shouldn’t wander around, be careful not to fall."
Then, Eleanor quickly chased out of the elevator, pretending to support the "drunken" Sebastian.
She turned around, acting skillfully surprised, "Mom and Ivy, what are you doing here too?"
Before Regina could question, she quickly explained, "Mr. Ford had an engagement here and drank too much. I have no idea how to send him home."
This time, Sebastian also had to cooperate with Eleanor’s excuse.
Pretending to be drunk, he leaned his tall frame against Eleanor’s, his steps unsteady to take the chance to lower his head against her chest.
He was still teasing her?!
Eleanor’s back stiffened immediately, though Regina couldn’t see, he was too bold.
She knew Sebastian did it deliberately to mess with her.
"How did Sebastian get so drunk, aren’t there others with him?"
Luckily, Regina didn’t suspect.
"There are a driver and bodyguards, they are right behind."
Eleanor supported Sebastian’s shoulder, enduring his audacity at her chest.
In the next moment, she said indirectly, "Mom, I’m exhausted from a day’s work, I want to go home to rest. Master Ford is drunk; the bodyguards should take care of him, it’s not my responsibility, once I help him to the car, I’m done."
"That’s not right!"
Regina immediately refuted, reminding her sternly, "Whether off work or not, you’re Sebastian’s assistant, you should personally take care of him."
"Mom, I..."
Feigning reluctance, Eleanor pretended to compromise, "Then I’ll take care of Master Ford and come back later."
"It’s not like Sebastian’s house doesn’t have guest rooms, you can arrange one to stay temporarily, but make sure to take good care of him."
Regina seemed eager to send Eleanor away.
"I’m taking Ivy to meet some important guests, you quickly get Sebastian into the car."
At this, Eleanor glanced at her second sister worriedly.
Regina was pressuring her to accompany guests again.
"Eleanor, go ahead."
Ivy returned her worried look, also reminding her to be careful.
They parted at the elevator.
Eleanor helped the pretending-to-be-drunk Sebastian into the car.
As soon as the car door closed.
Sebastian picked Eleanor up, making her straddle him face-to-face.
Her blouse was already unbuttoned by him.
"You pushed me quite swiftly."
He buried his head in her chest, ready to settle the score slowly.