Chapter 1182
But Seth managed to hold her back. “I’ll go to the lounge and ride it out.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah.”
Seeing his absolute certainty, Noreen reluctantly backed down, though she insisted on walking him to the lounge herself.
Even after returning to the banquet hall, her heart was in her throat. She aggressively cut her planned fifteen-minute speech down to a brisk five minutes, doing the bare minimum just to get through the formalities. The moment she finished, she abandoned the crowd and hurried back toward the lounge.
Watching the entire scene unfold, Crystal took a slow, deliberate sip of her wine. The coldness in her eyes gathered once more, morphing into a triumphant smirk.
Noreen rushed into the suite, only to find the main room empty. Panic flared in her chest. “Seth? Seth!”
A muffled, hoarse voice echoed from the bathroom. “I’m in here.”
Noreen pushed the door open.
Seth was fully submerged in the bathtub. His face was even more flushed than before, his eyes glazed and unfocused. His chest heaved rapidly as he gasped for air.
Noreen tested the water. It was freezing.
“This won’t work, I’m taking you to the hospital.” She reached out to pull him up.
Seth turned his head away, his Adam’s apple bobbing sharply. When he spoke, his voice sounded like it had been dragged across sandpaper. “Get out.”
“You’re going to get sick like this-“
“Out.”
He repeated the word, this time with a brutal, almost savage restraint.
“If you stay, I’m going to cross the line.” He paused, forcing the words out as if using the very last shreds of his sanity. Every syllable trembled. “You know… I have absolutely zero resistance against you. Especially not like this.”
Seth bit down hard on his lower lip. The veins pulsed at his temples, and his knuckles turned white as he gripped the edges of the tub His entire body shook violently in the ice cold water.
The aphrodisiac was tearing at his nerves, each pulse twisting like a rusted blade in his gut. The agony was suffocating.
Noreen didn’t say a word. She forced her arms under his freezing, wet shoulders and used all her strength to drag him upward.
Seth’s body was weak, but the
second he felt her warmth, he went rigid, trying to recoil as if he’d been burned. Yet the drug had stripped away whatever strength he had left to fight her.
“Don’t…” he rasped, forcing out one last plea, but it was already too late.
His center of gravity shifted, and his heavy frame collapsed forward, crushing her against the cold tile. A sharp gasp escaped her lips, but it was instantly swallowed by his.
His mouth carried the freezing chill of the water, yet his kiss was terrifyingly hot. It was frantic. Predatory.
The tension ignited in a split second. The hand gripping her waist slowly slid upward.
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His fingertips burned through the soaked fabric of her gown, desperately finding the soft curve of her chest, kneading with an impatient, reckless hunger. There was no technique only raw, blind instinct driven by a man pushed to the brink of insanity.
Noreen shuddered, instinctively arching her back, but he only pressed her down harder against the floor.
“Mmm… Seth…” Her shattered breaths were entirely consumed.
Seth’s eyes were bloodshot. Whatever reason he had left had been thoroughly incinerated by the drug.
Noreen felt like she was suffocating. Caught in a wave of anxiety, she kept her jaw locked tight.
Unable to deepen the kiss, Seth’s frustration spiked. He applied more pressure and accidentally bit her lip.
Noreen whimpered in pain.
That tiny sound hit the mindless man like a physical blow. He froze instantly. Ripping himself away, he rolled onto his side, his chest heaving.
The deep crimson lust hadn’t faded from his eyes, but it was now chained down by a terrifying surge of willpower.
Before Noreen could even process what was happening, she heard a sharp crash.