Chapter 18: Matching Outfits at the Gala

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The air froze. Before Madeline could explain, Sebastian was already in front of her. A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he reached out and gripped the back of her neck. She felt the thin calluses on his palm and the pressure that almost hurt. "Sebastian, let go..." Before she could finish, he pressed his thumb firmly against her earlobe. "Look at me." His hoarse voice carried an unsettling weight. She looked up. He seemed like a different person, revealing a fierceness she had never seen, nothing like the tender man he usually played. "Are you going to betray me too?" he asked coldly. "Hm? Like her? Did you find a better option and start seeing other men behind my back?" "Say it!" He let out a low growl, his eyes reddening, like a beast waking and baring its fangs. Madeline s

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