25.

POPPY:

You knew the feeling where it seemed like your mother had found out that you had done naughty things and you were busted?

That was what I felt now as Sebastian Holding was giving me an intense stare. His gaze burned a hole in the top of my forehead, making me shuffle on my feet.

I felt like I was small under his penetrated gaze.

“What is it, woman?”

“N-nothing. I did not say anything to her. It’s only her idea. Why would I also tell her that something seemed to be going on between us? It’s not like I like you.”

I held my breath upon smelling his seductive smell. Was this what billionaire people smelt like? Delicious.

No! Not delicious. Sebastian Holding was not an appetizer. He was not food.

“You better not like me. I will repeat this over and over again. Do not fall for me, woman.”

My brows furrowed. “I won’t, Mr. Holding. You are the last person I would ever fall in love with. I don’t have any plans on allowing any man to enter my life. Not even my ex-husband.”

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