Chapter 2 The Man Who Almost Violated Her
Looking at Sharon's red eyes filled with unwillingness, Sophie felt heartbroken.
Sophie said, "Don't dwell on it for now. Just chill and get some rest. When you're feeling better, we can figure out what to do. I'll give you a ride home."
Sharon shook her head. "No, I don't want to go back."
Seeing Sharon's resistance, Sophie didn't insist. "Then I'll book a hotel for you."
After booking a hotel online, Sophie accompanied Sharon there. Once they got the room key, Sophie offered to walk Sharon to her room.
Sharon shook her head firmly, insisting that Sophie go home and rest. After waving goodbye to Sophie, Sharon walked towards the hotel elevator. Seeing that Sharon's steady steps, Sophie felt a sense of relief and drove away.
Unbeknownst to Sophie, Sharon's behavior remained consistent even when she was drunk. Despite appearing sober, Sharon's mind was already muddled.
The moment she stepped out of the elevator onto the carpet, Sharon's legs gave way, and she almost fell.
Barely managing to stand by holding onto the wall, she rubbed her aching temples and squinted to check the room number as she walked.
At this point, everything she saw was double. When she saw 8919, she directly placed the room card against the door.
Not hearing the door open, she frowned and was about to push it when the door suddenly opened.
Sharon lost control and fell forward. Seb Smith's large hand pulled her into the darkness.
As the door closed, the sliver of light from outside was cut off.
She was pressed against the door, Seb's aggressive breath spraying near her ear, causing her to shiver involuntarily.
A familiar scent of pinewood hit her, but before she could react, a warm sensation touched her lips.
She could feel the heat of Seb's hand even through her clothes. His fingers moved with a delicate touch, exploring her sensitive spots with a tantalizing caress, causing Sharon's resistance to waver.
Realizing what was happening, Sharon struggled.
However, Seb was strong, and she had drunk a lot tonight. Her hands, pressed against Seb's chest, were soft and powerless, seeming more like a tease than resistance.
She wanted to push Seb off her, but Seb easily sensed her movement and pinned her hands above her head.
Sharon said, "Let me go."
Seb released her lips, his husky voice sounding, "No need to play hard to get."
His hand moved to her firm breast, gently rubbing her sensitive nipple through the fabric.
Sharon groaned. Seb's body heat seemed to melt her, and her legs grew weaker.
In the dim environment, her sense of touch became more sensitive.
Sharon could feel his fingers unbuttoning her clothes one by one. Her mouth felt dry. She was already Alex's wife and knew that if this continued, something would definitely happen.
"Let me go!" Sharon shouted.
She used all her strength to push Seb away, but he simply picked her up and threw her onto the bed.
The bed was soft, so Sharon didn't feel pain, but the fall made her head even dizzier.
She struggled to get up, but a tall figure pressed down on her. Soon, her clothes were stripped off, and both of them were almost naked.
Seb's penis was pressed against her skin, highly aroused and ready for the next step.
His aggressive aura made her tremble uncontrollably. She pushed against his chest with all her might, biting her lip hard, forcing herself to stay awake and calm.
Her voice trembled slightly, with a hint of pleading. "Sir, I accidentally entered this room. Please let me go."
Seb, with an impatient and heavy breath, said coldly, "Still playing hard to get?"
Just as Seb was about to get up and let her go, the room's light suddenly turned on.
It turned out that during Sharon's struggle, her hand had accidentally hit the light switch.
The sudden light made Seb squint involuntarily. When he saw the terrified Sharon lying beneath him, his expression changed instantly.
At this moment, Sharon also saw Seb clearly. Her slightly drunk face turned pale, and she was scared sober. This man was Alex's uncle, Seb.
She stared at Seb in shock and called out, "Seb."
Sharon had always been somewhat afraid of Seb.
Seb was the youngest son of the Smith family. Tyler Smith and Sandra White had him late in life and doted on him. Seb had a rebellious and cold personality, and everyone was afraid to provoke him.
Alex both feared and disliked Seb, avoiding any interaction with him. Seb's reckless behavior often drew Alex's disapproval.
Years ago, Tyler wanted Seb to take over the Smith Group, but Seb outright refused and started his own business.
Everyone thought Seb would fail and come back to inherit the Smith Group in disgrace, but he succeeded. In less than five years, his company's scale had expanded significantly, now estimated to be worth five or six times the Smith Group.
When Sharon first married Alex and visited the Smiths, Alex had warned her not to have too much contact with Seb.
Seb shouted, "Shut up!"
His face was extremely dark, his cold gaze fixed on Sharon, revealing a chilling murderous intent, as if considering the possibility of silencing her.
However, when his gaze fell on her breasts, it suddenly darkened.
He looked away, got out of bed, and said coldly, "Put on your clothes and get out!"
As Seb got up, Sharon's eyes unintentionally caught sight of his erect penis.
She blushed and quickly and awkwardly looked away.
Seeing her blushed face, Seb's expression grew even darker. "Still not leaving?"
Sharon quickly got up, picked up her clothes, and put them on haphazardly. She lowered her head and left swiftly.
It wasn't until she left the room that she dared to look back at the room number, 8916!
Looking at the room card in her hand, 8919, Sharon felt her head ache even more from the alcohol.
It turned out it was her mistake; she had entered the wrong room.
She finally understood why Seb had said she was playing hard to get earlier.
She regretted not letting Sophie take her upstairs; otherwise, she wouldn't have entered the wrong room and almost slept with Alex's uncle.
Inside the room, after Sharon left, Seb dialed a number with a dark expression. "Delete all the surveillance footage from Creekjoy Mansion tonight!"
After giving the order, Seb irritably lit a cigarette, his eyes sweeping over the messy bed, his frustration growing stronger.
On the way back, Sharon hesitated for a long time before sending a message to Seb.
Sharon: [Seb, can we pretend tonight never happened? I was really drunk and entered the wrong room.]
After a prolonged wait, Seb's lack of response caused Sharon to frown, prompting her to feel uneasy as she sent another message. Despite her follow-up, Seb remained unresponsive.