Chapter 3. I've Decided That I Want You!

Arriving at the parking lot, a second after Jenna was dropped off, she ran with all her might to get away, but only a few steps in, the rock hard hands grabbed her again.

Jenna struggled but couldn't fight back, frustrated she bit down on the hand holding her with all her strength.

The bodyguard moans as he curses, while Sean just stares at the commotion in front of him, chuckling with amusement.

Jenna tried to struggle, biting and kicking until she was exhausted, staring breathlessly at Sean with a hateful look, still in the strong grip of his bodyguard.

Sean returned her look with a wickedly sweet smile, "If you promise to be nice, maybe I'll offer you a comfortable place next to me in the car."

"You're dead!" Jenna snapped angrily.

Sean chuckled again, "Okay, you asked for it." With a nod, he ordered his bodyguards. "Put her in the trunk!"

Of course, it didn't take his bodyguards long to throw Jenna's body into the trunk and lock it from the outside.

The ride was long and agonizing.

Jenna tried to kick, scream, struggle, but in the end she was exhausted and running out of oxygen. She found the baggage compartment to be cramped and stuffy.

With her oxygen supply dwindling, Jenna fell silent, trying to calm her pounding heart and wondering about where she would be taken.

Jenna waited a long time for the car to slow down. There was the sound of a heavy gate opening, then the car accelerated again, slowed down again, and then stopped.

The sound of a car door slamming, and thankfully there was movement to open the trunk.

Jenna prepared to jump up, then attack whoever opened the trunk door, then run away. 'Oh God, I wish it was that easy.' She prayed.

The trunk door opened slightly and a glimmer of light shone through the narrow opening.

"Jenna..." it was Sean's voice and the man called out her real name.

Jenna's face immediately turned pale. 'How did he know my name?' she thought, but Sean had known her disguise from the start!

"I'm going to open this trunk, but you have to promise to be quiet and not rebel." There was a hint of a smile in Sean's voice.

'Damn. He must be laughing at my stupidity all the time!' Jenna swore under her breath.

"You are in my house and you must know that my guards are not very friendly. I suggest you go out submissively and calmly. It's for your own sake, because my guards might hurt you if you act stupid."

Sean's house? Jenna closed her eyes in frustration.

According to the information she had received, Sean's house was located on a large plot of land in an elite suburb and was surrounded by a high fence. Every entrance and exit was guarded by his bodyguards, and no one could enter the house without Sean's knowledge. Conversely, no one could leave the house without his permission.

"How about it, Jenna? Do you promise to be nice, and I'll let you out humanely. Or do you decide to be stupid and I might tie you up in a sack and lock you in the barn!" Sean's voice outside snapped Jenna out of her reverie.

"Why did you bring me here?" Jenna muttered bravely.

Sean chuckled out there. "Why do you think? Do you think I can be poisoned so easily? Do you think I don't know that you've been secretly looking for an opportunity to take your revenge?" His voice sounded close, "You've been playing with fire," he whispered, "now it's time for you to burn!"

The trunk door suddenly opened and Jenna wasn't prepared to resist. After all, there was no point in resisting. Behind Sean were several well-built bodyguards who looked like criminals, and from the looks of them, she knew they wouldn't hesitate to hurt her if she did anything to harm their employer.

Sean took a step back, then extended his hand in a half-bow. "Please, Princess, let me help you," he said in a mocking tone.

Jenna stared at the hand, then growled angrily. 'How insolent this demon is!' She muttered and angrily swatted Sean's hand away, then struggled to pull herself out of the cramped trunk.

Her legs and arms were stiff from being folded in the confined space and having traveled who knows how many miles, but she finally managed to stand with dignity.

Sean scanned Jenna from head to toe with a dismissive look, then a smile appeared at the corner of his lips, "Come, please come in, welcome to my home." Half forcibly the man took Jenna's stiff arm and led her into his house.

The front of Sean's living room is very grand, with old-style architecture that somehow manages to look modern. The marble floor gleamed with ivory and the large columns in the living room rose high in white.

Sean led Jenna to a large circular staircase and half dragged her up it.

"You'll be staying in this room from now on," Sean murmured flatly as they both stopped in front of a large door.

Jenna's eyes widened in anger at Sean. "On what basis do you decide where I live? I want to go home!"

Sean's lips still hinted at a smile, but his eyes did not as they shone with a sharp, cold stare. "You can't go home. This is your home now. With me!" He put his arm around Jenna's shoulders, and it was then that Jenna realized he was going to kiss her.

As fast as she could, she looked away, trying to rebel, until Sean's lips landed only on her temple.

Sean's grip on her shoulders grew so tight it was painful. "I've decided that I want you, and the only way you can get away from me is if I decide to let you go, or if you die." With that cruel last sentence, he opened the door, pushed Jenna inside, and locked it from the outside, leaving her banging and kicking the door hysterically.