Chapter 2065
Charlie seemed to be able to feel the air gradually freezing around him.
Seth''s smile lingered, neither fading nor deepening, maintaining a constant frequency. His dark
eyes, however, resembled icy obsidian, fixed intently upon her.
Cicely smiled, her hands clutching Seth''s arms, staring back at his chilling visage with
determination. "Let him go, and I''ll sleep with you." she repeated.
"Cicely!" Joel eximed, his voiceced with surprise and refusal.
Seth''s expression twitched at that moment, his gaze still locked on Cicely, a slight nod
acknowledging her offer. "Alright." With a single word, he tightened his grip on Cicely''s waist, pulling
her forcefully toward the apartment with an overwhelming strength.
Cicely couldn''t match his pace or power; she was essentially being dragged along. When she
entered the elevator, she was nearly flung inside, crashing against the wall with a force that left her
disoriented.d2
Before she could regain her bearings, Seth''s presence overwhelmed her. His hands pinned hers
above her head, his legs forcefully parting her knees.
Trapped, Cicely''s panic spiraled. This was the second time she''d seen him this furious. The first
was at the hospital.
Essentially, there were over the same issue. Amidst the panic, she found the situation absurdly
comical.
She wasn''t incapable of submission. She''d learned to yield all too well in prison. Those women,
resigned to their fates, indulged in acts too dirty for the light of day, and yet she could humble
herself before them.
But Seth, with his power and wealth, could crush others in his grip, and he could even stand in
public with a gun dering he''d take a life without batting an eye. She refused to capitte to him.
Perhaps she was convinced that he felt differently about her. Convinced that he''d go to great
lengths to keep her by his side. Surely he wouldn''t kill her.
But she didn''t want to sleep with him either. She couldn''t even bring herself to exchange intimacy
for money with him for Hugo''s sake, let alone anyone else. No one mattered more than Hugo.
"When was thest time you were with a woman? Has Danielle been neglecting your needs,
causing you to rush things the minute I agreed to sleep with you?"
Seth sneered, gripping her chin and leaning down to im her lips.
Cicely turned her face away. He forced her face back, his dark eyes boring into her repulsed
expression. "Having second thoughts?"
Cicely red defiantly, "I don''t have a fetish for having sex in the elevator."
"You think you''re in a position to negotiate where it happens?"
"I don''t think I deserve to be in your bed, so can you let me go?"
The elevator doors slid open, and Seth''s intense gaze made Cicely''s scalp tingle with dread.
"Whose bed do you think you deserve to be in? That half-dead man outside?"
An urge to flee surged within Cicely as she faced the open elevator. "Anyone but you."
Seth felt his self-proimed restraint crumble before this woman who seemed to find countless
ways to shatter the walls that trapped him.
"Fine." With a snarl, he grabbed her wrist, dragging her out of the elevator.
As they approached the apartment, Cicely''s panic became frantic, and she struggled instinctively.
"Let go of me!"
The apartment door swung open, and the servants rushed to greet them, only to witness Seth, fury
personified, forcefully pulling Ms. Cicely upstairs.
Cicely tried to grasp at anything to stop him, but it only resulted in more pain, no effectiveness.
Seth kicked open the bedroom door.
Seeing the bed, Cicely''s face turned even paler. "Let go of me! Seth, I don''t want to do this!"
Her resistance was futile; he lifted her and carried her straight to the bathroom, tossing her into the
bathtub before dousing her with cold water.
Cicely shivered violently. Her clothes clung to her, hair stered to her scalp, eyes unable to open.
"I''ve been taking good care of you, not for you to be touched by other men," Seth growled, rubbing
her arm where Joel had held her until it reddened and swelled, as if trying to scrub away ayer of
skin.
Despite the chill, the pain, and the humiliation, Cicely met Seth''s fury with a cold stare.
He tossed the showerhead aside, tearing at her clothes. Cicely clung to her blouse, silently defying
him, but she was no match for Seth''s strength, and her clothes were ripped to shreds.
He was like a lion provoked, only the ughter of all nearby creatures could quell his rage.
Thrown onto the bed, Cicely was exhausted. Naked and vulnerable, shey there, prepared to
endure the violent intimacy that was toe. She bit her lip, eyes clenched shut, bracing for what
was next.
"Open your eyes!" Seth''s voice was a low growl as he pinned her shoulders. "Look at me! Do you
know who is in front of you?"
Cicely bit harder, unresponsive.
The world spun as she was lifted again, the chill forcing her to open her eyes. Pinned in front of a
full-length mirror in the corner of the bedroom, she saw his chilling gaze reflected back at her.
Humiliation, pain, panic, and injustice swirled within, but she forced it all down, even as tears welled
and her eyes reddened.
"Isn''t what I''ve given you enough? How many women out there are doing better than you. What you
wear, what you use, what you eat, where you live, which one isn''t the best? Can other men afford to
keep you? Aren''t you so smart, hmm? Aren''t you the type who can''t even stand to lose the slightest
bit? If you''re smart, isn''t it all about finding ways to provoke me?
“Cicely, people always have to learn their lessons. What do you think you can gain from standing up
to me, hmm?"
Seth''s slightly cold breath sprayed on her ear. Through the mirror, Cicely saw his chillingly cold
eyes.
With a bitter smile masking her destion, she said, "Two lives taken, three years in jail, that''s
enough for a lifetime of remembering."
Cicely could feel the rigid tension in Seth''s body as they stood pressed close together. It was an
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Seth lifted his eyes to look at her in the mirror. His icy gaze was akin to being struck with frostbite,
intense and rigid.