Sebastian, furious, growled, "Emilia, that's enough."
He rolled over and pinned her down, quickly stripping off her clothes and claiming her without a second's resistance.
This confused little girl was truly naive and foolish at times.
The long night finally passed, a drunken night that left even Emilia unaware of what had happened.
The light from the window was blocked by the curtains, leaving the room still dim, a blur of day and night.
Emilia felt completely exhausted. After sobering up, she felt a headache and rubbed her forehead.
But she soon felt a pair of large hands around her waist, and her heartbeat slowed.
She stared wide-eyed, hesitant to look back.
The warmth of the blanket and the solidity of her chest.
She could feel the pounding of those strong hearts, but none of her classmates had celebrated her birthday last night, and she hadn't found a man. Could this man be that "rich man"? Emilia covered her face in distress. Oh my god, what had she done?
"Emilia, are you awake?"
Sebastian held her tiny body tightly in his strong embrace.
He leaned over to kiss the tips of her hair. Something behind her was swelling. Emilia's face flushed red, and she dared not move.
"Hey, rich man, what happened between us last night?"
She was afraid that what she feared had finally happened...
"You said you were going to sleep with me and be friends."
Sebastian knew the woman was afraid, still trembling in his arms.
"Emilia, you said you were going to be friends with me last night, and now we're really friends, boyfriend and girlfriend."
Sebastian had never seen a girl so frightened by being with him. So many people dreamed of climbing into his bed and getting a few apartments, but this woman's actions still caught his attention.
Emilia felt like vomiting blood and dying.
Overnight, she went from being a loser to the girlfriend of a rich man. This sudden change caught her completely off guard.
"Um, I think we should just start as ordinary friends."
Emilia giggled a bit, gently removed the man's hand, and was about to stand.
Sebastian wouldn't give her that chance. This woman actually dared to play dumb with him. But a woman he liked wouldn't leave so easily.
With a strong pull from those large hands, Emilia rolled back into the warm bed, facing each other.
Looking at the bruises on the man's face, she recalled that she had bitten something last night. Could it be her doing?
"Emilia, you were so passionate last night, how come you're so cold this morning?"
Sebastian knew the woman didn't remember anything. She was drunk as a corpse last night, leaving him unable to vent.
For the entire night, he could only endure this torment.
Emilia looked at the man with wide eyes, noticing that many parts of his face had been bruised. She told herself emphatically that none of that was her doing...
"Hey, rich man, I have classes to attend. Let's contact each other someday, okay?"
Emilia wanted to flee quickly. This man's ambition was constantly being exposed.
She felt like a lamb to the slaughter, watching him stare intently.
"As for classes, I can hire a tutor to come to your home for extra lessons. If you want, I can also arrange for a group of teachers to teach you at home."
Sebastian said casually.
But when it comes to giving, this is the first time he's been willing to do so much for a woman. Previous women who followed him had only given him money and a house.
But for Emilia, he wanted to give her everything he had. Amelia felt a little deflated, muttering to herself, "Rich people are rich people. It seems the wealthy in Riverdale are truly wealthy."
"Amelia, what are you thinking? Don't you feel anything?"
Sebastian kept teasing the woman, but he noticed she didn't react at all except for her constant loss of focus in his presence. Wasn't she a normal woman? Didn't she have any physical desires?
"Yes, I think we should just be friends first."
Amelia gave the man another silly grin, playing dumb at crucial moments. Although she sometimes fantasized about a Prince Charming falling from the sky, it took time to come to terms with that.
"Then tell me, what do you want?"
Sebastian spared no expense to please his new favorite, just to make her smile.
"I need to go to class," Emilia said bluntly. Sebastian felt somewhat helpless, then said, "I want you."
Emilia bit her lower lip tightly, then whispered, "Is it possible to go to class after we finish all this?"
Sebastian smirked, leaned in, and kissed her. "If you think you can still go to class, I won't stop you."
Emilia greatly overestimated this man, closing her eyes and letting him continue.
But she soon fell asleep again, and Sebastian continued to pursue her.
But seeing the woman in the bed smiling sweetly, still sucking her finger,
Finally, frustrated, Sebastian went into the bathroom and fulfilled his desire. This woman was a pig, feeling nothing at all?
It made him feel like he was raping a corpse, but he hadn't realized that this was all Emilia's pretense. If she had revealed her feelings, how could this man let her go?
She wasn't sucking her finger; she was biting it to keep it from making any sound.
When Sebastian emerged from the bathroom, he found the little woman had vanished. "Damn woman, how dare you run away?"
Sebastian couldn't help but curse under his breath, but this still caught his attention again.
Perhaps when you fall in love with someone, everything they do easily catches your attention, and you can't take your eyes off them.
He picked up his phone and called his assistant, James. He wanted to see where this cute little girl was attending class.
——.
At this moment, Emilia had just walked into the classroom, and the teacher stared at her.
Looking at Emilia, head bowed, textbook covering her head, like a rat crossing the street, her presence had already caught the attention of the entire class.
Besides, she had appeared at a bar with the wealthy Sebastian last night to celebrate her birthday, and the gossipy female classmates had already spread rumors about this.
"Amelia, why are you so late today?"
Ms. Parker, our homeroom teacher, stepped down from the podium. Normally, she would have yelled, "Amelia!
This is how many times you've been late this semester?"
Well, Emilia often overslept and showed up after several periods. Fortunately, her grades were always good, and she didn't suffer for missing classes. So, skipping classes does require some skill.
Faced with her homeroom teacher's kind tone, Emilia quickly flipped open her book in her seat.
Pretending nothing had happened, the girl sitting next to her said, "Amelia, what happened between you and Sebastian last night? Did he give you a house or a credit card?"
Amelia's mouth twitched. The teacher coughed softly, then said, "What are you arguing about? What are you arguing about? Emilia, come out here for a moment."
The teacher quickly came to her rescue, and Emilia happily followed her out of the corridor. "Teacher, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be late."
Emilia said the same words she always used to apologize for being late.
"Emilia, do you think I'm good to you?"
The teacher's words were particularly strange, as if he had received some kind of favor.
"Not very..."
Emilia liked to tell the truth.
The teacher's face stiffened for a moment, then with a wry smile, he continued, "I know you're close to Sebastian. His house is on the market now. Can you reserve one for me? I'll give you more lessons in the future."
Looking at the confused girl, the teacher continued to offer sweet nothings.
Everyone knew that every time Sebastian's house came on the market, countless people rushed to buy it. It was difficult for those without connections to buy one of his houses.
"I don't know Sebastian," Emilia said awkwardly. She had only met a wealthy man last night, but she didn't know his name.
"Really?!"
A familiar voice called out. A man approached from a distance, accompanied patiently by the principal, Dr. Wilson, holding a document.
"Second Master Sebastian, the school needs some renovations. I'd appreciate your charitable donation to help with the costs."
Sebastian ignored the principal's rambling, his gaze fixed on Emilia.
"Rich man, what are you doing here? I have classes to attend. Please don't bother me."
Emilia said angrily, rolling her eyes at the man and sticking out her tongue.
Sebastian couldn't help but laugh. His repressed mood finally lifted after meeting this woman.
"Kitty, I have a job to do. It's not easy to come here to see you. Are you sure you want to kick me out?"
Sebastian walked over, and the principal gave Emilia a few glances, gesturing for her to help.
"Emilia, the school is my home. Its health and beauty depend on everyone. For the students to have a better time, you have to help."
The principal shoved the contract into Emilia's hands. Sebastian watched Emilia's face wrinkle as her gaze shifted to his.
"Kitten, why are you looking at me so resentfully?"
Sebastian walked over and tapped her nose with his finger.
This intimacy undoubtedly made Emilia his new favorite.
"Second Master Sebastian, can I reserve one of your properties the next time they go on the market?"
The teacher said excitedly.
Sebastian's gaze remained fixed on Emilia, and he said calmly, "Whatever Emilia says is true."
The teacher and the principal were shocked. Emilia seemed to have surpassed the level of a girlfriend.
"You idiot, huh? How dare you get involved with me? I'll torture you to death!"
Emilia cursed inwardly.
Then she smiled and handed the contract to Sebastian.
"Sign it, idiot."
Emilia pretended to be unperturbed. It was just a idiot's money, and she didn't feel bad about it.
Soon, without a word, Sebastian simply crossed out his name. "Come to my company this afternoon to pick up the check."
Then he waved his hand to dismiss the principal and the teacher. Of course, having achieved their goal, the two men didn't argue.
The principal concluded, "Emilia, you've done a great service to our school. I'm allowing you to skip classes."
Is she about to be expelled? It seems there's no rule against dating in college.
"You bastard, you got me expelled!"
Emilia angrily pushed the man away.
Sebastian was stunned, his face darkening. The principal, who was walking nearby, was also taken aback.
He quickly ran over and said, "Emilia, that's not true. Your grades are excellent, and our university education isn't that busy. You can come to class anytime."
Emilia was furious. She had always been a good student and had even skipped a grade in junior high. So, at the age of eighteen, she was already attending Riverdale University.
"Never mind, it's not like I can't learn anything."
This was the first time Emilia had been so angry, and her resentful look made Sebastian feel distressed. "Dare to offend me, and you know the consequences." Sebastian said coldly, watching Emilia run into the classroom to pack her textbooks. This was his first attempt to please a girl, and he'd messed up. He was angry, very angry.
"Second Master Sebastian, this, this, I didn't expel Emilia. I just wanted you two to spend more time together."
The principal frantically tried to explain.
Sebastian said nothing and turned away. Emilia stubbornly refused the principal's attempts to stay.
She picked up her textbooks and walked out of the university gate alone.
She began to regret getting involved with this wealthy man. It was such a bummer. Now she couldn't attend classes anymore, and she had to face punishment from her mother, Susan Miller, when she got home. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She clenched her fists and cursed, "You idiot, don't let me see you, or I'll torture you to death."
[There's a kind of love called childhood sweethearts]
Sebastian parked his car at the school gate, waiting for Emilia to show up.
Emilia picked up her phone and called her loved one as she walked.
Soon, an electric bike appeared at the school gate. Sebastian looked at the boy suspiciously and rolled down the window.
Emilia came out, clutching her textbooks.
"Luca, you're here so quickly! I thought you didn't like me anymore."
Emilia excitedly stepped forward. In the past, her idol rarely showed up, but now things were different. She ran over to the electric bike, and Sebastian was almost losing his temper. He had already rolled down the window, but this damn woman pretended not to see him and was even being so affectionate with other men. Damn it, he was jealous...
His face froze, his eyes fixed on Emilia.
"Emilia, stop calling me Dabao. I'm not a moisturizer!"
Soon, his idol got angry, and Emilia pouted.
"I like calling you Luca. It's our most intimate nickname. Besides, Luca is so nice. I've been rubbing it on my face all winter, like you were kissing me."
Emilia was furious at her idol. Everyone at school knew that Emilia had been pursuing this boy for almost a year, and now it had finally come to fruition.
They were just starting a relationship, so how could she bear to see him angry? She fawned over him awkwardly.