CHAPTER 238: SEDUCTION’S STING

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Because I seduced a man who was already committed to another woman, I need to feel bad. If I were to.

To tell you the truth, I simply do not. Despite the fact that it ought to make me feel bad, I don't. Not in particular, especially considering that his fiancee is the same scumbag who advised me to reduce my weight.

She said I was "kind of too chubby," yet here her fiancé was under me. I wish I could rub it in her face.

But I wasn't a petty bitch who only knew how to run her mouth like a child. That was the difference between her and me.

I push his shirt away from his chest and run my fingertips down his chest. "Can I welcome you home right now, sir?" I ask him, my voice quiet and hopefully seductive enough.

Suddenly, he pauses and turns his gaze away from me, onto something that is behind me.

When I hear the ruffling of clothes, it takes me a second to recognize it. Finally, I come to the realization that Sebastian is not staring at anything behind me. No, it's not this—it's some