Devilish secretary - Chapter 285

Chapter 285: Chapter 285 You belong to me now
“Believe me!” she replied with a pout, her tone suddenly childish. “I never liked Lilith! I always chased you, Sebby. Always you! But you chose her…” She stood up, her tone growing lighter again, and turned to face him with that disturbing smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “But don’t worry. I know you’re tired of her now. You’ll enjoy my body more, I know you will.”

Then, without shame, she pulled down one thin strap of her lingerie. It fell gently down her shoulder, and the soft upper curve of her chest was exposed. She tilted her head cutely.

Alexander’s eyes darkened

not with desire, but with disgust.

He controlled the expression on his face, but inside he was done. Boiling.

“Are you crazy?” he whispered under his breath, his jaw clenched as he fought the urge to choke her right then.

“Yes,” Sienna laughed, her voice cracking with intoxicated emotion. “Yes! In your love! You never understood me. I love you!” she screamed, suddenly louder, as she stumbled slightly, gripping the edge of the table. “For you—I even pleased your old grandma. I helped her bully that Rose girl! I only did what Grandma Bria wanted! And you—”

She was spiraling now.

“I bullied Rose because she blocked the hallway that day and I couldn’t see you nacked. I just wanted to see you… even once…” She smiled crazily as she pulled the rest of her lingerie down. Her hair was messy, makeup smudged. Her voice shook but her eyes shined with obsession. “I made Grandma Bria favor me over everyone. I even scared off those other girls who liked you! Sent them out of the country! No one understood how much I love you…”

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she laughed through her grief. “Lilith took your love… your heart… your money. But I love you, Sebby. I love you soooo much—!”

She rushed forward, trying to hug him, pulling off the last piece of fabric clinging to her.

And that was it.

Alexander had heard enough. The camera had recorded everything.

He stood quickly and pushed her away, walking straight toward the door, wanting to leave this disgusting room behind. But just as he reached for the handle—

Something heavy struck the back of his head.

His vision blurred.

He stumbled back, pain shooting through his skull as he collapsed against the floor.

His breath caught. His ears rang.

And Sienna was above him—laughing holding heavy vase.

Laughing as if she had finally won, she threw the vase aside.

“I love you so much…” she whispered, crawling on top of him. “No matter what… I’ll take you. I’ll make you mine.”

Her bare skin pressed against his body as she sniffed his scent like a wild animal. Her fingers touched his shirt, brushing down his chest.

“So handsome… your lips…” she murmured, eyes wide, her heartbeat racing as she lowered her face toward his.

She had always wanted to kiss those lips.

And now, even if by force—

She would.

“Nah…” Sienna whispered, her voice trembling with excitement as she stared at his unconscious body.

“I waited for you so much, Sebby… I won’t rush it. I’ll enjoy you slowly…” Her words were almost loving, but her eyes had lost all sanity.

She bent down and dragged him with all her strength, her hands gripping under his arms, pulling him across the blood-smeared tiles without even flinching.

The crimson streak left behind him didn’t bother her—it excited her. Her bare feet slipped once, but she gritted her teeth and pulled harder. His weight was heavy, but her obsession made her stronger. She dragged him toward the bed like he was some divine prize she had finally won.

It took time and effort, but she didn’t stop until she had managed to roll his unconscious form onto the mattress.

Her breath was heavy, her face damp with sweat, but her lips smiled like she had achieved her greatest dream. And then—she climbed on top of him. Slowly. Carefully. Her knees pressing into the mattress, she straddled his body, her fingers gently sliding over his arms, feeling every vein, every muscle that once pushed her away.

Her hands reached his chest, and the moment she felt the lines of his abs beneath his shirt, her eyes widened in ecstasy. She dragged her fingers down again, mouth slightly open in awe.

“So perfect…” she whispered, completely lost in her fantasy. “You’re worth everything… all my efforts, all my patience…” Her face lowered toward his neck, lips barely brushing his skin. “You belong to me now… finally…”

***

One minute after his boss stepped into Room 101, Assistant Quinn was still in full control—eyes locked on the footage streaming live from the hidden camera. He had triple-checked every signal, made sure the angle was perfect, and confirmed that Sienna’s glass had been served with the exact dose of wine he instructed the hotel staff to give her. Enough to loosen her tongue, make her confess her crimes, but not so much that she’d pass out.

Everything was going according to plan. As he watched the footage, Quinn’s brows twitched every time Sienna touched Sebastian.

He hated watching it—hated hearing her disgusting words, her fake tears, and the way she threw herself over the man who only had eyes for Lilith. But what made Quinn proud—genuinely proud was that boss hadn’t broken for a second. No hesitation. No weakness. The way he looked at her… cold, calm, full of loathing. Any other man would have faltered by now. But not boss.

And suddenly Quinn’s stomach twisted violently.

His expression froze.

His eyes widened.

The spicy lunch he had devoured earlier with an extra bowl of red curry… was now betraying him.

He gripped the edge of the monitor desk, trying to focus.

“It’s okay,” he muttered under his breath. “Everything’s fine. She’s drunk, but under control. He’s sharp. Nothing will happen. Five minutes max.”

He looked at the screen one last time.

Alexander was still sitting on the bed, silent.

Sienna was just rambling.

Quinn cursed under his breath, clutching his side.

With a pained groan and one last look at the footage—everything still calm he rushed off to the washroom, praying he wouldn’t be gone long.

But he didn’t know…

That five minute later—everything would go horribly wrong.