Sebastian chuckled like a maniac while still crouching on the ground. That woman was so strong that it took him a while to regain his composure after getting hit badly in the crotch.
Normally, he wouldn’t take a lousy hit like that, but he had been distracted while kissing her luscious lips.
“How can it be this good?” he muttered under his breath, licking his lips.
He had kissed other women before, but no lips tasted like hers. He couldn’t explain it… it was so good that even though his crotch hurt badly, the thought of her still lingered.
She smelled incredible too, refreshing and sweet. Sebastian cursed under his breath as he glanced at his groin. He was still in pain, yet the thought of that woman wouldn’t extinguish the hardness that remained.
“Since when did I become a pervert?” he hissed in annoyance, standing up to make a call.
Soon, Clay, his right-hand man, entered.
“Boss, are you alright?” Clay asked quickly. “Miss Rhea is fuming downstairs, giving statements to the media. She says the engagement is off and that she won’t marry you.”
Sebastian ran his fingers through his face and hair in frustration. He looked at Clay and instructed, “Find out who that woman is!”
“A woman? What woman?!” Clay exclaimed, his eyes wide.
“Damn it, Clay! I woke up with a woman here, both of us naked, and Rhea saw it. Find out who she is, and I want you to bring her to me immediately!” he grunted.
“Right away, Boss!” Clay said before rushing off to follow his orders.
Sebastian prepared himself to face the mess that woman had created for him. Today was supposed to be the pictorial and exclusive interview for him and Rhea in this room, but it had turned into the day his wedding cancellation was announced.
Rhea Monroe was the only daughter of the Monroe Group, a multinational automotive manufacturer and the largest in the world! She was the best choice he’d had so far, but now it had slipped through his fingers.
“Grandma is going to kill me,” he grunted. He had no plans to get married yet, but his grandma had been bugging him nonstop about it, even threatening him with her health.
That old woman was his weakness, and he was willing to do anything for her, no matter how cliche her tactics were… like threatening him with her health just to get him to settle down.
She had arranged countless blind dates for him, but none had worked out. Then, a few weeks ago, during a business meeting with the Monroe Group, the Chairman brought up the possibility of marrying off his only daughter to finalize a business deal.
Sebastian massaged his temples. If the plan had succeeded, he’d have hit two birds with one stone: another successful business venture and the satisfaction of granting his grandma’s request for him to settle down.
As he left his room and walked toward the lobby, reporters began to flock around him, but his men and bodyguards quickly blocked them, preventing them from taking any photos.
“Mr. Bancroft! Is it true that Miss Monroe caught you with another woman naked, and that’s why she’s canceling the wedding tomorrow? Please tell us your side of the story. Who is that woman? Is she your new partner now?”
Sebastian gritted his teeth and ignored the swarm of reporters. He hated talking too much, especially when it came to explaining himself!
With that, he took long strides toward the car waiting for him outside. As soon as he got inside, Clay handed him a tablet.
“Her name is Arabella Winters. I sent you the rough profile details we gathered about her. She’s twenty years old and works as a medical technologist at Meta Doctors Hospital,” Clay started.
“It’s true she had a room booked under her name next to yours. She was also on the guest list at the charity event you attended last night. The director of Meta Doctors Hospital is the one who invited her,” Clay explained further while Sebastian scrolled through the files and began watching the CCTV footage on the tablet.
“Based on the CCTV footage, you can see how she was swaying while walking like she was completely drunk. She tried her key card on the first door, but it didn’t work. Then she tried it on your door, and, surprisingly, it worked. She probably entered thinking it was her room,” he continued.
Sebastian frowned as he stared at the woman who now had a name. “Arabella,” he murmured, his eyes narrowing.
“Upon our quick investigation, the front desk gave her the wrong key card last night. After she entered your room, we can’t determine what really happened between the two of you. I guess only you two know,” Clay explained.
Sebastian smirked. “Dig deeper into this, Clay. I don’t believe this was just a coincidence. It’s too perfectly orchestrated, and I want to know who’s behind it!” he growled. “Did you have someone get her? Where did she run off to now?” he asked, still staring at her profile pictures.
“Oh, that…” Clay hesitated.
Sebastian turned to him with a frown and demanded, “What is it?”
“She’s at the hospital right now. Her father is very sick, and from what we’ve gathered, he’s scheduled for a heart transplant. They’re waiting for a donor result today. He’s next on the list, and miraculously there’s a match, so the operation is scheduled for today. Should we proceed with bringing her in?”
“That operation would cost over a million dollars,” Sebastian remarked, staring at Arabella’s profile details again. “Based on this information, she’s just a common citizen with an average salary. Her father hasn’t worked in a long time… Where would she get the money? Did she win the lottery?” he added with a wry smile.
“I want to know where she’s getting the money for this operation,” he grunted.
“I’ll look into it further, Boss. So, what should we do next? Do you still want us to bring her to you right now?” Clay asked again.
Arabella’s heart pounded as she held her father’s hand. Though worry and nervousness gripped her, she masked it with a warm, reassuring smile. She wanted him to believe everything would be fine.“You’ll be fine, Dad. You’ll see,” she said softly. “I’ll be here, waiting until your operation is finished.”Her voice wavered slightly, but she fought to hold back the tears threatening to spill.“We have to go,” one of the medical staff reminded her gently.Arabella took a deep breath, squeezing her father’s hand one last time. “Stay strong and fight to survive, or I’ll be mad at you,” she added with a playful pout. Her heart warmed when he managed a weak smile and nodded slightly.She released his hand and watched as the medical team wheeled his bed toward the operating room.“Ara, how about you go home first and get changed?” suggested Merly, their kind-hearted neighbor. “The operation will take hours. You’re still wearing the gown from last night.”Arabella released a relieved sigh. She
Arabella slowly raised her head and looked at the unfamiliar man in a suit standing before her.“Yes?” she stammered. “How can I help you?”He smiled suddenly, his expression soft and approachable, accentuated by the eyeglasses he wore. Then, he introduced himself, “I’m Clay Hudson,” bowing slightly. Arabella gave him a curt nod in return.Still smiling, he added, “Can you please come with me? My boss would like to talk to you.”Hearing the word “boss” made her heart race. “Boss?” she murmured.“Yes, Mr. Sebastian Bancroft, madam,” he said with a smile, as though mentioning his boss's name should bring her some sort of relief.Arabella’s face paled as she weakly muttered, “Can I not see him now? My father is still in the operating room, and I need to stay here.”“Hmm, I’m afraid that won’t do. I’ve been instructed to bring you to him by any means necessary if you’re unwilling to come,” Clay said with a sigh.Arabella bit her inner lip and glanced around. As if reading her thoughts, Cl
Arabella’s eyes widened, her body freezing momentarily as that strange sensation washed over her again. It was unsettling, unlike anything she had ever felt before, not even with her ex-boyfriend, Lyndon. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it though.‘What is wrong with me? she scolded herself, fighting to gather enough strength to push away the man who had now slipped his tongue into her mouth.“No!” she screamed internally, panic surging through her. Without wasting another second, she bit down on his lip as hard as she could, tasting a faint trace of blood. It worked. The moment his grip loosened, she shoved him with all her might and scrambled away.Sebastian smirked, licking the spot on his lip where she’d bitten him. “I guess the kitten bites, huh?”Fury burned in Arabella’s chest as she stood, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. “Do you think this is funny? What you just did is harassment!” she snapped, glaring at him.His smirk deepened. “Funny? This is entertaining.
Arabella remained rooted to the spot where Sebastian had left her. It was only thanks to the wall behind her that she managed to stay upright, but after a minute, her strength gave out, and she weakly slumped to the floor.Sebastian had just left after declaring that she was his.“I’ll give you five days to look after your father, but after that, you’ll be bound to me, whether you like it or not. You ruined my plan, and you’ll need to pay for that. You’ll do exactly as I say, or you’ll rot in prison, and no one will take care of your father. Your life is practically mine now, Arabella Winters. Don’t try to escape, because I’ll find you… even if you hide in hell.”Before she could respond, his lips claimed hers… not gently, but as a declaration of dominance. It wasn’t the kiss of a man seeking affection; it was the kiss of a man demanding submission. Despite every instinct screaming at her to resist, Arabella found herself unable to pull away…She bit her lips, frowning at the strange
Two days passed, and news circulating about the canceled wedding between the Bancroft Family and the Monroe Family was still the hot topic in business news. Their family would always attract media attention because of him… the stubborn, hard-headed, and ruthless CEO of Bancroft Inc., a multinational corporation and technology company best known for its consumer electronics, software, and services.“What are you planning to do next? You do well know that this scandal is affecting your brother’s candidacy. His office keeps calling here, and-”“Zia,” Sebastian quickly cut off his executive assistant. “Stop stressing about it. Gavin knows well how to handle this.”Lucrezia took a deep breath and released a frustrated sigh before saying, “Fine, I’ll tell Venus to say that you will see him and discuss the matter privately with him.”He simply shrugged. Then Lucrezia dropped a few documents on his table and said, “I already reviewed these proposals, and I believe they are good to go. Give t
Days passed, and Arabella felt like she was walking on eggshells after her encounter with Sebastian. It was as if he could appear and take her away at any moment. That kind of thing wouldn’t be impossible especially if he truly was part of a powerful syndicate.She recalled seeing his name on the news years ago when Sebastian was appointed as the head of the Bancroft Syndicate. At the time, she had been just twelve years old. She even remembered asking her father if they were bad people. Back then, the Bancroft Syndicate was everywhere in the headlines, especially after Gregory Bancroft, Sebastian’s father and the former head, died in a tragic accident.Her father had explained that, yes, the Bancroft Syndicate was a mafia organization, but unlike what most people assumed, they didn’t operate through outright illegal means. Instead, they functioned as a powerful, highly secretive elite group, controlling business empires, politics, and financial systems through legal yet morally gray
“A contract, huh?” Sebastian mused, his gaze fixed on her.Arabella didn’t flinch, didn’t even blink.“Yes,” she stated firmly.Sebastian turned to Clay. “Get Brian here. Now.”Without hesitation, Clay hurried off to make the call.Sebastian took a step forward, then glanced back at her. “Follow me. Pick a bridal gown while we wait. No point in just standing around staring at each other.”Arabella followed without a word, watching as he instructed the boutique manager to bring her options.“Anything that fits me will do,” she told the manager simply.Sebastian wasn’t satisfied with that answer. He gestured for the manager to present a selection, then swiftly picked five designs.“Try them all. I want to see,” he ordered.Arabella didn’t argue. Trying on dresses was better than sitting in awkward silence with him while waiting for the lawyer.Sebastian sank into the couch, casually flipping through a magazine while a sales assistant helped her in the dressing room.A few minutes later,
Arabella and Sebastian finalized their discussion and signed the contract without much fanfare. His challenge was effective since she ended up proving she was confident and wouldn’t waver under his advances.As soon as they were done, she immediately requested to return to the hospital, knowing her father must be worried sick by now.Sebastian offered her a lift, and she didn’t bother arguing, especially since she had no money for a cab.The ride back was practically silent, but Arabella couldn’t ignore the strange tension in the air. Sitting beside him in the back seat, she was hyperaware of his presence. His scent, clean, crisp, and undeniably masculine, filled her senses. She liked it.Her eyes widened slightly at the realization, and she quickly shook her head to dismiss the thought. It was only natural to acknowledge that Sebastian was well-built and undeniably handsome. That was all. Nothing more.The man was dangerous, after all. Who knew how many women had fallen for his charm
Arabella was startled when Sebastian suddenly grabbed her hand, intertwining his fingers with hers.“Don’t complain. Just play along if you don’t want your father to worry and overthink,” he said, his tone firm.She sighed but didn’t argue. He had a point.“Fine. Let’s act like real lovers,” she muttered.Before heading inside, she pulled him toward a quiet corner and gestured for him to sit.He frowned. “What are we doing here?”“I need to brief you on what I told my father,” she said, crossing her arms. “I told him the truth that we slept together since your scandal about being with a woman is still a hot topic. I said that woman was me. And then I spun a story about our whirlwind romance.”Sebastian leaned back, crossing one leg over the other. “I’m all ears.”She recounted everything, laying out the fabricated details of their supposed love story. When she finished, Sebastian let out a low chuckle. “Wow. So I’m completely head over heels for you, huh? I guess we’re going with the
Arabella and Sebastian finalized their discussion and signed the contract without much fanfare. His challenge was effective since she ended up proving she was confident and wouldn’t waver under his advances.As soon as they were done, she immediately requested to return to the hospital, knowing her father must be worried sick by now.Sebastian offered her a lift, and she didn’t bother arguing, especially since she had no money for a cab.The ride back was practically silent, but Arabella couldn’t ignore the strange tension in the air. Sitting beside him in the back seat, she was hyperaware of his presence. His scent, clean, crisp, and undeniably masculine, filled her senses. She liked it.Her eyes widened slightly at the realization, and she quickly shook her head to dismiss the thought. It was only natural to acknowledge that Sebastian was well-built and undeniably handsome. That was all. Nothing more.The man was dangerous, after all. Who knew how many women had fallen for his charm
“A contract, huh?” Sebastian mused, his gaze fixed on her.Arabella didn’t flinch, didn’t even blink.“Yes,” she stated firmly.Sebastian turned to Clay. “Get Brian here. Now.”Without hesitation, Clay hurried off to make the call.Sebastian took a step forward, then glanced back at her. “Follow me. Pick a bridal gown while we wait. No point in just standing around staring at each other.”Arabella followed without a word, watching as he instructed the boutique manager to bring her options.“Anything that fits me will do,” she told the manager simply.Sebastian wasn’t satisfied with that answer. He gestured for the manager to present a selection, then swiftly picked five designs.“Try them all. I want to see,” he ordered.Arabella didn’t argue. Trying on dresses was better than sitting in awkward silence with him while waiting for the lawyer.Sebastian sank into the couch, casually flipping through a magazine while a sales assistant helped her in the dressing room.A few minutes later,
Days passed, and Arabella felt like she was walking on eggshells after her encounter with Sebastian. It was as if he could appear and take her away at any moment. That kind of thing wouldn’t be impossible especially if he truly was part of a powerful syndicate.She recalled seeing his name on the news years ago when Sebastian was appointed as the head of the Bancroft Syndicate. At the time, she had been just twelve years old. She even remembered asking her father if they were bad people. Back then, the Bancroft Syndicate was everywhere in the headlines, especially after Gregory Bancroft, Sebastian’s father and the former head, died in a tragic accident.Her father had explained that, yes, the Bancroft Syndicate was a mafia organization, but unlike what most people assumed, they didn’t operate through outright illegal means. Instead, they functioned as a powerful, highly secretive elite group, controlling business empires, politics, and financial systems through legal yet morally gray
Two days passed, and news circulating about the canceled wedding between the Bancroft Family and the Monroe Family was still the hot topic in business news. Their family would always attract media attention because of him… the stubborn, hard-headed, and ruthless CEO of Bancroft Inc., a multinational corporation and technology company best known for its consumer electronics, software, and services.“What are you planning to do next? You do well know that this scandal is affecting your brother’s candidacy. His office keeps calling here, and-”“Zia,” Sebastian quickly cut off his executive assistant. “Stop stressing about it. Gavin knows well how to handle this.”Lucrezia took a deep breath and released a frustrated sigh before saying, “Fine, I’ll tell Venus to say that you will see him and discuss the matter privately with him.”He simply shrugged. Then Lucrezia dropped a few documents on his table and said, “I already reviewed these proposals, and I believe they are good to go. Give t
Arabella remained rooted to the spot where Sebastian had left her. It was only thanks to the wall behind her that she managed to stay upright, but after a minute, her strength gave out, and she weakly slumped to the floor.Sebastian had just left after declaring that she was his.“I’ll give you five days to look after your father, but after that, you’ll be bound to me, whether you like it or not. You ruined my plan, and you’ll need to pay for that. You’ll do exactly as I say, or you’ll rot in prison, and no one will take care of your father. Your life is practically mine now, Arabella Winters. Don’t try to escape, because I’ll find you… even if you hide in hell.”Before she could respond, his lips claimed hers… not gently, but as a declaration of dominance. It wasn’t the kiss of a man seeking affection; it was the kiss of a man demanding submission. Despite every instinct screaming at her to resist, Arabella found herself unable to pull away…She bit her lips, frowning at the strange
Arabella’s eyes widened, her body freezing momentarily as that strange sensation washed over her again. It was unsettling, unlike anything she had ever felt before, not even with her ex-boyfriend, Lyndon. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it though.‘What is wrong with me? she scolded herself, fighting to gather enough strength to push away the man who had now slipped his tongue into her mouth.“No!” she screamed internally, panic surging through her. Without wasting another second, she bit down on his lip as hard as she could, tasting a faint trace of blood. It worked. The moment his grip loosened, she shoved him with all her might and scrambled away.Sebastian smirked, licking the spot on his lip where she’d bitten him. “I guess the kitten bites, huh?”Fury burned in Arabella’s chest as she stood, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. “Do you think this is funny? What you just did is harassment!” she snapped, glaring at him.His smirk deepened. “Funny? This is entertaining.
Arabella slowly raised her head and looked at the unfamiliar man in a suit standing before her.“Yes?” she stammered. “How can I help you?”He smiled suddenly, his expression soft and approachable, accentuated by the eyeglasses he wore. Then, he introduced himself, “I’m Clay Hudson,” bowing slightly. Arabella gave him a curt nod in return.Still smiling, he added, “Can you please come with me? My boss would like to talk to you.”Hearing the word “boss” made her heart race. “Boss?” she murmured.“Yes, Mr. Sebastian Bancroft, madam,” he said with a smile, as though mentioning his boss's name should bring her some sort of relief.Arabella’s face paled as she weakly muttered, “Can I not see him now? My father is still in the operating room, and I need to stay here.”“Hmm, I’m afraid that won’t do. I’ve been instructed to bring you to him by any means necessary if you’re unwilling to come,” Clay said with a sigh.Arabella bit her inner lip and glanced around. As if reading her thoughts, Cl
Arabella’s heart pounded as she held her father’s hand. Though worry and nervousness gripped her, she masked it with a warm, reassuring smile. She wanted him to believe everything would be fine.“You’ll be fine, Dad. You’ll see,” she said softly. “I’ll be here, waiting until your operation is finished.”Her voice wavered slightly, but she fought to hold back the tears threatening to spill.“We have to go,” one of the medical staff reminded her gently.Arabella took a deep breath, squeezing her father’s hand one last time. “Stay strong and fight to survive, or I’ll be mad at you,” she added with a playful pout. Her heart warmed when he managed a weak smile and nodded slightly.She released his hand and watched as the medical team wheeled his bed toward the operating room.“Ara, how about you go home first and get changed?” suggested Merly, their kind-hearted neighbor. “The operation will take hours. You’re still wearing the gown from last night.”Arabella released a relieved sigh. She