Bab 285: Desire isn't always logical or rational.

As they neared the hotel, the tension grew palpable. The limousine screeched to a halt opposite the hotel, and Sebastian's gaze fixed on the entrance, his demeanor radiating a mix of fury and concern.

A young lady in a black tube dress came out of the hotel and got into the car.

The limousine glided down the dimly lit road, the quiet hum of the engine accompanying the intense atmosphere inside.

Britney tried to maintain her composure as she settled into the chilling interior of the car. The silence was deafening, broken only by the sound of their collective breaths and the soft purring of the engine.

Sebastian's gaze bore into Britney, his eyes icy and filled with a mixture of anger and disappointment. The temperature seemed to drop a few degrees, matching the intensity of his stare. He held his tongue, his anger simmering just beneath the surface.