Still Wanna Escape After Stealing My Heart? novel Chapter 400

Sabrina swallowed and considered for a moment how Sebastian could be so insatiable. They had only done i t the night before and he was already more than eager to do it again the very next morning? It was early in the morning and Aunt Lewis was feeding Aino her breakfast. If he really intended to take her right there and then in the walk-in closet, she might as well jump from the window and die before having to face the embarrassment afterward.

"Sebastian, please. I am the mother of your child. You might not care about me but at least consider your daughter for a moment here, don't you care about her? " Sabrina was at the brink of crying and pleaded," What if she hears us? Or sees us? What would she think? At least think about how that would affect her impression on you, okay? The windows are wide open and people from the outside will see us..."

Sebastian's hands stopped abruptly. "I don't care if the windows are open." His voice was hoarse and filled with desire, "There isn't anyone around this building s o even if I were to take you right there against the window, nobody would see us. If, by chance, someone saw us, I would have their eyes gouged out for daring t o look."

Sabrina's eyes widened in fear.

"But you are right. My daughter is more important

than this." His gaze softened at the mention of his daughter and the predatory aggression began to fade from his expression before her eyes. He had come close to losing control over the overwhelming desire t o be as one with the woman before him. 'Damn her! She was probably sent from hell to just torture me!' He cursed inwardly, before continuing to unbutton her clothes.

Startled, Sabrina immediately held onto his arms and begged, "Please don't..."

"I'm not going to do anything to you here, relax," he reassured, without stopping for a second with what he was doing.

Sabrina had no clue as to what he was going to do and had given up. All she could do was to pray that they wouldn't draw Aino's attention over to them.

Sebastian proceeded to remove the layers of clothes from her and when he was finally done, he walked towards the gigantic collection of clothing in the closet and took another turtle-neck sweater over.

"Raise your arms," he commanded in a low voice.

She followed the instruction robotically and allowed him to dress her in the sweater. Though the sweater covered the entire upper half of her body, the slim cutting had enhanced the curves of her body and made her look even more seducing than she had in the previous outfit.

He took one look and scowled, clearly unsatisfied with the result and returned to the hangers to retrieve a light-weighted hoodie that looked bulky in a colour that did not match the sweater. The hoodie was meant to be worn alone with a belt around the waist that would emphasize the waistline while maintaining the fluffy design. What was originally meant to be a look that was beautiful had been destroyed by the mismatch and created a horrendous outfit that had made Sabrina look like a madwoman. Even so, there was no concealing her attractively long legs. Sebastian let his gaze travelled along her legs and noticed the bruise he made from the night before on the top of her thigh. His frown deepened and he turned to grab a loose pair of trousers that seemed comfortable and casual before passing it over to Sabrina. "Wear this." 1

Sabrina took the trousers in hand and studied it, uncertain if she was supposed to laugh or cry at the situation. She never dreamed of looking beautiful or being the center of attention, but that didn't mean she was fine with the idea of looking like a clown. With an outfit like this, anyone would think of her as some bumpkins from the countryside that came to the city t o look for her husband who had become manager of some sort, and was trying desperately to look rich. Ridiculed and insulted by the idea, she refused without hesitation. "I'm not wearing this!"