Chapter 1205

His rules of social engagement were coded like a strict algorithm, relying on absolute rationality to deconstruct human emotion.

He viewed the joys and sorrows of the world as mere data points waiting to be analyzed.

He was like a top-tier supercomputer.

Boasting unimaginable processing power, but completely devoid of warmth.

Noreen rode the elevator up to her hotel floor, still staring at her silent phone.

He must have gone to bed. After all, the last couple of days had been exhausting for him, too.

Noreen swiped her keycard and stepped inside, only to find the suite pitch-black. Not a single lamp was on.

Did Seth leave?

Noreen fumbled along the wall and flicked the switch.

Light flooded the room, and she gasped, startled by the figure sitting silently on the living room sofa.

“Why are you sitting in the dark?” Noreen asked, a hand pressed to her chest.

Seth stared back at her, his dark eyes narrowed and completely unreadable.

Missing the warning signs, Noreen walked closer. “Did you eat?”

“No,” he said.

“It’s so late, why haven’t you eaten?” she frowned.

Instead of answering, Seth simply crooked a finger at her. “Come here, Noreen.”

For some reason, a chill danced down Noreen’s spine.

She brushed it off, assuming the air conditioning was just set too low, and took a few steps forward.

When she was just an arm’s length away, the man suddenly lunged. His long arm snapped out.

The world spun, and before she could even shriek, she crashed hard into his lap.

Seth’s arm locked around her waist like a band of iron, the grip so tight it knocked the breath out of her.

He buried his face in the crook of her neck, his nose brushing against the hyper- sensitive skin behind her ear as he inhaled deeply.

“What did you and Claire have for dinner?” he asked. His tone was deceptively casual, while his large hand began a slow, deliberate stroke up and down her spine. “Just… Japanese food,” she stammered, a sudden wave of guilt washing over her. “Was it good?” Seth asked, pressing a soft kiss to that sensitive spot behind her ear. Noreen tried to shrink away.

But his iron grip on her waist gave her nowhere to hide.

“It was alright,” Noreen muttered, her shoulders bunching as she pushed at his chest.

“The Crimson Koi is famous for their bluefin tuna belly. Did you try it? How was it?”

His breath was hot against her skin, slipping down the collar of her blouse.

Noreen’s spine went rigid, and her head snapped up to look at him.

Seth’s expression remained perfectly smooth. He was even smiling, though the curve of his lips didn’t reach his glacial eyes.

He didn’t wait for her to answer.

With slow, maddening precision, his long fingers tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear, the pad of his thumb grazing the corner of her mouth.

He paused, then leaned in.

The tip of his nose brushed against

hers, the

breaths mingling. “Tell me something, sweetheart. When

get a sex

exactly did Claireange?

Noreen was speechless.

No wonder he hadn’t texted back!

He knew!

She knew exactly how insanely jealous this man could get. If she didn’t defuse this immediately, she wasn’t going to survive the night.

Pivoting instantly, she straddled his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Pulling out a rare weapon, she decided to coax him.

“Look at you, being so smart. You even know exactly who I’m having dinner with.”

Seth chuckled dryly.

The smile on his face was a clear promise of absolute destruction.

Noreen put on her most innocent face.

bought him dinner to apologize

tood him up before,

And

work

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“Oh,” he murmured, the terrifying smile never leaving his face.

But the heavy hand gripping her waist slipped right under her shirt.