"Ivy, I ordered some takeout. Do you want to eat?"
Sebastian Blackwood also heard his voice. Just as Ivy Kensington was about to answer, the man kissed her lips.
A slight moan escaped from her voice again.
Ethan Ford suddenly fell silent.
Ivy Kensington’s heart tightened, could he have heard?
Despite his arm being injured, Sebastian Blackwood easily restrained Ivy Kensington’s struggle.
"Ivy, why aren’t you responding? Did something happen?"
Probably because he’s been waiting too long for Ivy Kensington’s answer, Ethan Ford sounded a bit anxious.
There was another knock on the door.
Ivy Kensington grew nervous; if she didn’t answer soon, Ethan Ford might worry and come in. What would happen then?
Sure enough, it wasn’t long before she heard Ethan Ford calling staff to come over.
Ivy Kensington was scared out of her mind; if the door opened and outsiders saw her and Sebastian Blackwood in this situation, she wouldn’t be able to live!
So, Ivy Kensington quickly kissed Sebastian Blackwood back, better to appease this bastard first!
Her initiative pleased Sebastian Blackwood quite a bit. He finally relaxed his grip, allowing Ivy Kensington to catch her breath.
Only then did Ivy Kensington come back to her senses, quickly speaking: "Ethan, I’m here; I just went to shower so I didn’t hear."
Ethan Ford stood at the room’s entrance, and upon hearing this, his gaze unconsciously deepened.
He grasped the door handle of Ivy Kensington’s room, his arm veins faintly visible.
"Ethan, I’m fine. I won’t eat the takeout, ah..."
At this moment, Ivy Kensington accidentally let out a scream; Sebastian Blackwood, the shameless man, actually bit her on purpose!
Ivy Kensington’s face flushed with anger, glaring at him fiercely, mouthing: "Stop fooling around!"
The more she acted this way, the more Sebastian Blackwood wanted to tease her.
He chuckled softly, intending to lean in again, leaving Ivy Kensington no choice but to get entangled with him.
"Ivy, what’s going on?"
Ethan Ford was still outside asking, but this time, Ivy Kensington couldn’t spare a second to answer him!
Not knowing how long had passed, when Ivy Kensington snapped out of it, Ethan Ford’s voice was long gone; he must have already left...
"Are you satisfied now?"
Ivy Kensington looked exasperatedly at the man who seemed quite pleased in front of her, her tone a bit confrontational.
With a casual smile, Sebastian Blackwood moved towards her face, "Not satisfied."
Ivy Kensington slapped his handsome face away, and unexpectedly, it landed so hard it resembled a slap.
It was an exceptionally crisp sound.
Ivy Kensington froze, she hadn’t meant to hit him...
Sebastian Blackwood stared at her dangerously for a while, just when Ivy Kensington thought he was about to get angry, he pressed his tongue against his cheek, speaking lightly: "Does your hand hurt?"
Ivy Kensington’s face suddenly reddened: "..."
Admittedly, this question sort of made her heart skip a beat.
She responded sulkily, then noticed the wound on his arm bleeding again, she found a clean bandage for him and wrapped it up once more.
"Alright, you can leave now."
Sebastian Blackwood hugged her waist and refused to leave, "I’m wounded now, if I go back my wound might worsen, I need you to take care of me."
How could he say such shameless words!
Ivy Kensington was stunned. He used to despise her getting close to him, and now he wanted to stick to her all the time.
"Until midnight at most."
Ivy Kensington frowned in reply, once midnight passed, he had to get lost.
Sebastian Blackwood nodded, then embraced Ivy Kensington and took a nap. For original chapters go to NoveI~Fire.net
Once midnight passed, Sebastian Blackwood indeed didn’t break his promise; he forcefully and domineeringly gave Ivy Kensington a kiss, then elegantly turned and left the room.
No one noticed that at the corner of the corridor, a shadow silently watched Sebastian Blackwood come out of Ivy Kensington’s room...
This person coldly smirked, a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.