Chapter: 389

Norah couldn't resist a slight tease. "Oh, is someone feeling jealous?"

Sean's gaze was filled with a silent plea for understanding, his grievance evident. "Norah..."

Norah's arrogance stemmed from her knowledge of Sean's feelings for her, granting her the chance to steer the situation. With his stable temper, Sean indulged her and held her contentment as his priority.

Norah observed Sean as he donned a fresh outfit, a sleek black suit that accentuated his broad shoulders and trim waist, a change that didn't go unnoticed by her.

The memory of feeling enveloped in Sean's strong embrace moments earlier lingered in Norah's mind, reinforcing the profound sense of security she found in his presence.

With the doubts she had resolved within herself, she bit her lip contemplatively. "You mentioned giving me time to think it over.

Let's discuss this tomorrow," she proposed, holding onto her resolve.

Sean caught the playful glint in her eye, recognizing her intent to taunt him with her words.

"Very well," he consented smoothly, making slight adjustments to his sleeves, his demeanor unshaken.

“I should get ready for bed," Norah stated, rising to gather a bathrobe and towel from the wardrobe, signaling her intention to retire for the evening.

As she moved past Sean, he acted impulsively, capturing her wrist and drawing her close against the wall, his lips brushing lightly against her neck.

"Hey!" she protested, tilting her head to evade his advance, though he maintained proximity, his breath warming her skin.

In the soft glow of the room, Sean's tall figure loomed over Norah, his voice carrying a hint of innuendo. “Consider this a token of my interest."

Then, his lips found a particularly tender spot beneath her ear, grazing it softly.

The contact made Norah shiver, her skin prickling with a flurry of goosebumps at the unexpected intimacy.

Norah had never found herself in such an intimate encounter before, feeling overwhelmed by the flirtatious advances.

Sean's actions became more daring, his lips tracing a path from behind her ear to the side of her face. With her movements restrained, she felt as vulnerable as a lamb caught in the grasp of a predator. Still, a part of her didn't wish to push him away.

Her response was involuntary, a soft moan escaping her lips as a blush spread across her cheeks.

"Sean..." Norah whispered, questioning the boundaries of their relationship. Weren't they just friends now? Was it common for friends to do stuff like this?

Attempting to adjust her position, Norah inadvertently brushed against him, her body tensing up at the contact.

The realization of what she had just touched left her motionless. She was frozen in place, while Sean continued his movements along her neck.

After Sean nibbled on her earlobe, drawing back with labored breaths, he playfully pinched her nose, leaving her with a teasing, “Prepare yourself."

After Sean departed, Norah remained in a trance, her mind struggling to return to the present. She lightly brushed her neck, feeling the lingering wetness of his kiss.

Norah was puzzled. Was his kiss an assumption of her consent? Did he ever stop to think of the possibility that she might decline? His actions seemed recklessly bold.