HUSH MONEY SEBASTIAN'S POV The beautiful woman was tucked up in a ball on my bed, appearing to be sound asleep. Nobody knew that the moment | laid eyes on her, my heart suddenly calmed down and it madewonder how this woman, even in her sleep, did this to me.
“Celine...” | called out softly as | reached out and tucked the hair behind her ear after giving it a light sweep across her face.
“Don’t leave me...” she mumbled, her eyes still closed. It appeared as though she was having a nightmare.
“Would you please stay...? Pe She quickly wrapped her arms around my waist and buried her head in my chest, her body shook violently.
“Don’t go, mom...” She snorted, pleading. “Don’t leave me...” | was slightly stunned. She was having a dream about her mother.
“I'm hurting...” she murmured again. “I've never been in so much pain in my life...” she whimpered, her tone so full of anguish that it couldn't help but shake.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer cries got softer and softer, and | couldn’t help but notice how tightly closed her eyes were and how her eyebrows were knitted together. Her long eyelashes were still stained with crystal tears, and her small mouth appeared to be pouting because of all of the pent-up emotion.
However, while she was in my arms, her body gradually becmore relaxed. This was the very first tthat | had seen her in such a state.
In her waking state, she resembled a hedgehog and she would p rickle 1/4 +25 BONUS and stab anyone who approached her in order to keep them at bay.
At this very instant, my heart softened for her. Not only at this time, but also, | believe... quite stago, she was the one who brought a warmth to my heart.
“Excuse me, Mr. Harvey! Miss Lauren!” That was our humble ser vant Voltaire speaking.
He was a worker at the villa, and the type of work he did most often involved physical labor. His voice was by far his most impressive talent. Because of the distinctive sound of his voice, he was typically assigned to watch the entrance to the guard pavilion.
But why the hell was he even here in this place? What were Brylee and Jake doing outside of my room? “What are you doing here, Voltaire?” | heard Jake ask the se rvant. “I thought you were at the pavilion...” “I was moved here to clean up... In an hour, the party will cto an end, and the masters and the other guests will retire to their rooms.” he explained. “Are you looking for a room to sleep here?” Voltaire’s voice was like thunder that woke up Celine, and when our eyes met, she abruptly sat up and pushedaway from her.
“What are you doi-" “Ssshhh...!” | hushed her, covering her mouth with my hand, but her eyes widened in protest.
“Have you seen Seb?” Celine stopped struggling against my hold when she heard Brylee ask. from the outside, so | slowly removed my hand from her mouth.
Voltaire’s booming voice continued to resound as he mumbled, “No, | didn’t see the young master coming up...” 2/4 +25 BONUS “Is that so? | was looking for him downstairs, but he wasn’t there. | chere to look for him in his room...” Brylee said with a tone that suggested she was a little worried.
“But to be honest, | didn’t see him coming up. | was just sweeping the floor over here a moment ago...” “What about Celine?” Jake asked as well. “Uh... The girl who looked exactly like her...” “I didn’t see anyone coming up here, Sir. I'm sorry...” Voltaire answered politely.
“Can we take a look in his room?” It was quite clear that Brylee did not believe him.
There was a brief interval of silence before we heard the sound of the door to my room opening. | could feel Celine suppressing her breath.
“There is no one here...” Jake remarked and shortly thereafter, my room’s door was shut and the two of them exited the room.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHowever... under the bed, in the confined space, Celine and | were entangled together, our eyes meeting as we looked at each other.
Celine let out a sigh of relief and began to crawl out under the bed, but | grabbed her small hand and entwined it with mine to prevent her from escaping.
“W-what are you doing?” She quickly untangled our fingers and rolled away before | had a chance to make a move.
At the following instant, she stood up and brushed the dirt off of her dress, and at the stime, | slowly rolled out under the bed and reached out to dust sdirt on her hair.
“This is my first thiding under the bed...” | said, and | didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
3/4 +25 BONUS If word got out about this, | would certainly be stripped of the dignity. I've worked so hard to maintain for so long.
As soon as Celine heardsay this, she stopped brushing off her dress and looked up at me. “Is this your first time?” she asked, and | could tell by the way her eyes lit up that she was plotting something nefarious just by looking at her. “Two thousand dollars!” she stretched out her little palm and said, “Hush money!” | chuckled, shaking my head. This woman is unbelievable! “So cheap!” Celine flasheda harmless smile, and then slowly walked toward me. My eyes went wide when she wrapped her arms around my neck, and immediately afterward, fire ignited within my body.
“Celine...” | mumbled in a h oar se whisper as my eyes darted back and forth over her naturally pink lips.
“The cost of physically touching you at this very moment is two thousand dollars. Do you really think that price is reasonable?” She flashed a grin as she removed the wrapping around my neck, then turned around and walked toward the door.
| heaved a sigh as | watched her turn around, leavingall by myself with a hard body.
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