AUTHOR'S P.O.V
#r18
"You didn't learn your lesson did you?" He asked in a low but cold voice that managed to send chills down Natalie's spine. She didn't know that Alexander Yates had such a cold fierce son, truly, like father-like daughter.
"I-I," She strummed not so lucky to find words that would save her ass.
"If you need a man to be above your body then just tell me, and I'll make sure to fulfill your wish." He remained expressionless though impressed by Natalie's facial expressions.
Sebastian had gone back to his cold, unruly, and I'll mannered self. For him, it was the only way to prevent him from falling into his father's trap.
"What the heck!" Natalie snapped holding her boobs and standing guard for herself. How did this man think of her? A slut who'll climb any man's bed for fame? Money? Power and recognition? Holy heavens, she had all of those.
