Eleanor Valerius wore stockings, her little toes not exerting much force.
Sebastian Ford sat directly opposite her, and her gaze could brazenly observe him.
Sebastian didn’t dodge, even cooperating, allowing her to be impudent.
The other two people at the table didn’t notice.
On the surface, Sebastian was on a blind date, but secretly he was having intimate contact with her skin.
Actually, Eleanor doesn’t have much technique, just randomly flirting with him.
It was quite exhausting.
The first ti eting on a blind date.
Cindy Hale was obviously quite taken by Sebastian.
She wanted to attract his interest, and upon seeing Eleanor, thought of those unsavory rumors about the Valerius Family.
"Miss Valerius, I know you’re also good at dancing. There’s a piano performance here too, why don’t we have a friendly competition?"
Because Eleanor’s face was too beautiful.
Cindy was a bit jealous but unwilling to admit it, so she had to use her noble status to belittle her.
Both were cultivated by their families for dancing.
The difference was, Eleanor learned to please and gratify n.
Eleanor didn’t expect to be humiliated and used.
The famous Miss Hale, using such petty ans in female competition.
Suddenly, Eleanor smiled slyly and exposed her act, "Miss Hale wants to dance for Master Ford, right? But he doesn’t like watching serious dances like this. He usually watches the ones where clothes co off as the dance proceeds."
This wasn’t slander. After all, Sebastian had asked her to dance before.
Cindy realized and was terribly embarrassed.
"You’re talking nonsense!"
Julia Ford awkwardly clarified, "My uncle doesn’t like indecent exotic dances."
Sebastian chuckled lowly while drinking, not even refuting it.
The atmosphere instantly beca delicate.
Eleanor saw his sharp gaze co over, suddenly feeling guilty, wanting to retract her foot.
"You don’t want to work overti and now you’re ruining my reputation like this when we are out?"
Sebastian suddenly grabbed her ankle, refusing to let her leave, and even controlled her movents.
At that mont, Eleanor tightly pursed her lips, her body sat up straight.
"I knew you were talking nonsense."
Julia proudly retorted at her, "My uncle is famously abstinent and cultured, he’s been keeping his distance from won for years as a ans of preserving his integrity."
Eleanor: "..."
Why don’t you take a look under the table first before you say that!
When a restrained person indulges, it’s even more terrifying.
"Yes, Julia knows well, unlike you."
Sebastian shalessly looked serious on the surface while being wanton under the table.
Hearing his gradually hoarse voice, Eleanor’s heart raced, she was even starting to sweat.
"Uncle, what do you think of Cindy?"
Julia seized the mont.
"Not bad."
Sebastian responded with a double entendre, "I could... get to know her more."
"Great!" Julia didn’t notice anything amiss and innocently said, "As long as Uncle and Cindy are fated, the Ford Family can have a happy event, Grandpa wants a well-matched girl to marry into our Ford Family."
Once Sebastian let her go, Eleanor could no longer smile.
After leaving, the two walked together to the parking lot.
"Aren’t you getting in my car?"
Sebastian raised an eyebrow, watching Eleanor’s angry back walk away with amusent.
"My blind date was almost ruined by you."
Upon hearing this, Eleanor stopped in her tracks.
She didn’t know if she was pretending to be angry or genuinely a little angry.
The next mont, she suddenly turned around and ran back, practically attacking him with a kiss.
Sebastian was caught off guard, nearly pushed back by her, his big hand circling around her waist, holding up against her assertiveness.
Have to say, being forcibly kissed felt pretty good.
He indulged in her wild kisses.
However, just as Sebastian was savoring the mont, Eleanor suddenly bit his lip hard.
Relently releasing the kiss, she left right after.
Desire surged in Sebastian’s eyes as he gently wiped the blood off his lip, laughing instead of getting angry.
"What a fox with sharp teeth and a tongue, if you like biting so much, maybe next ti you should try biting sowhere else."
...
The next day.
Sebastian, with a noticeable bite mark at the corner of his lip, was surrounded in the conference room.
Who dared to bite Mr. Ford? Such audacity.
Of course, no one dared to be curious enough to interrogate him.
Only Byron Ford was most concerned, constantly searching for his Canary within the company.
However, as he walked by the CEO’s secretary office, he didn’t suspect Eleanor at all.
Eleanor remained anxious.
Until right before the end of work, when Julia appeared there.
"Uncle, do you have ti tonight?"
Eleanor instinctively felt this was related to his blind date and eavesdropped stealthily.
"I have ti."
Sebastian had already noticed her.
"You said yesterday you wanted to continue getting to know Cindy, she invited you out alone tonight."
"Alright, I’ll be at the restaurant on ti."
Sebastian deliberately repeated the ti and place.
He was making sure Eleanor would co ruin it.
It was rare that the little fox didn’t want to run away but instead wanted to lure him, of course, he would give her the opportunity.
PM.
Sebastian was preparing to go to the restaurant for the blind date.
Just then, Wayne Wainwright called.
"Hey, Master Ford, your little fox is at Vex drinking, surrounded by lots of buzzing insects. Are you aware of it?"
Sebastian squinted his eyes dangerously.
He hung up directly and called Eleanor.
But Eleanor didn’t answer.
Wayne then, feeling speechless, picked up his call.
"Get Eleanor to listen."
"Gigi, your sugar daddy’s looking for you."
At this mont, Eleanor’s soft, drunken voice ca over, "Master Ford? Aren’t you going on a blind date? How do you have ti to find ?"
"Are you drunk?"
"No, I’m not jealous!"
Eleanor, unhappy, willfully opposed him, "You like watching proper dances, finding Miss Hale is right, unlike , who likes wearing the shortest skirts and dancing the most indecent dances. You go on your blind date, I’ll have two more drinks, and then dance for other n to see!"
Since she initiated dangerous provocation, she had to carry it through to the end!
Eleanor directly hung up his call.
Clearly knowing it was deliberate temptation.
Sebastian still gave up on the blind date and showed up there.
He said nothing, directly carrying the drunken Eleanor to a lounge on the second floor.
Wayne, witnessing the whole scene, exclaid in envy.
In the bedroom.
Eleanor tried to struggle up but was restrained by Sebastian.
"Ha, drunk and wearing a mini skirt to dance for other n? Your tactics to provoke are getting better, I didn’t go on the blind date, are you happy? Then why did you trick into coming over?"
The anger in Sebastian’s eyes had turned into a dangerous thrill.
"I want..."
Suddenly, Eleanor rolled over, naturally snuggling into his arms.
Her alcohol tolerance was poor, and after less than two drinks, she was blushing and a bit tipsy, braver than usual.
Sebastian raised his eyebrows in surprise, chuckling hoarsely.
"A drunk little fox is really bold, I’d like to see what you have in mind."
"Humph, you’re not getting away!"
Eleanor smirked seductively at him.
Tonight she was going to take control!
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