His Last Cup of Warm Milk Came With Divorce Papers Chapter 06

His Last Cup of Warm Milk Came With Divorce Papers Chapter 06

The door clicked shut, and the room went still.

I glanced down at my soaked shirt.

The thin fabric clung to my skin, uncomfortable and embarrassing.

When I looked up, I met Sebastian’s dark, unreadable gaze.

[To Sebastian right now, Liliana might as well be a siren.]

[Back in his most obsessive years, he ran into the coldest woman alive. Even his worst enemy would

feel sorry for him.]

[Just lose control already. No more waiting.]

My cheeks burned.

I stepped back awkwardly.

“I will go change.”

I turned, and my foot slipped.

Before I could even gasp, he caught me, his scorching palm clamping down on my waist.

[That grip. The tension is off the charts.]

[She is not going to shove him away again, is she?]

[Last month he barely brushed her hand, and she threw milk in his face.]

[Their relationship is about to backslide again, and that fake heiress is just waiting to swoop in.]

Maybe the comments scrolled too fast.

Maybe I forgot to fight it.

By the time I came to my senses, Sebastian had already scooped me up and was carrying me toward

the bedroom.

“You are wet.”

I turned my head away, my voice barely a whisper.

“Your belt… it is digging into me.”

The air went cold.

I could hear his breathing grow heavier, his arms tightening.

[He is wearing sweats. There is no belt.]

[The thirsty ones get it.]

[I will put it in the plainest terms possible. He is hard.]

[These obsessive types who hold back until they explode are something else when they finally

snap.]

[Just do it already.]

The next second, Sebastian caught my hand and guided it lower for just a moment.

Then he immediately pulled the blanket over me.

“I will get you something to wear.”

Before he could leave, I caught his sleeve.

“Don’t go.”

He raised an eyebrow.

I held his gaze.

“I want to talk to you.”