I let out an incredulous scoff and rolled my eyes. "Jealous, much?" I taunted, meeting his gaze with a mischievous smirk.Sebastian shook his head slowly, his expression radiating danger. "Oh, trust me, mi vida, you don’t want to provoke me any further.""Oh, why, Mr. Weston? You think I'm afraid of you?" I retorted in the same taunting tone, even though deep down, I was. Anxiety coiled within me, and an intense heat spread through my body.He planted his hands on the wall on either sides of my face, pinning me with not just his imposing physique but also with his piercing glare. I swallowed, maintaining eye contact and forcing myself to stay composed."You're not afraid of me, huh," he murmured."I'm not, actually," I said, my pulse quickening as I held his gaze. A nervous swallow traveled down my throat, and I could feel myself starting to melt under the intensity of his stare.I tried to focus, to show him that he had little effect on me, but his cologne enveloping me, made it a
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