Tame Me My Brother -in-Law

81. ADDICTIVE s POV When I felt her foot touch my shaft, the food I was swallowing suddenly blocked my throat, and I let out a violent cough that caused the people around me to look at me with worried expressions on their faces. “Seb, are you alright?” Brylee asked as she quickly handed me a glass. of cold water. “What’s happening to you?” I wrestled the glass away from her grasp and drained the entire contents of it in one swift motion. When I put the glass down on the table, I glared at Celine, who was smiling innocently as if she had nothing to do with what had just happened to me. She gave a shrug of her shoulders before suddenly raising the glass up in the air and staring at me closely. “I wish you Sebastian, and my sister, a lifetime of happiness!” Everyone stopped from what they were doing and glanced at her for a time. My lips were curved into an indifferent arc as I stared at her intently for a moment before lifting my glass to clink it with her and drinking swiftly from it. The ser vant filled Celine’s empty glass, but this time around… Celine looked at her sister while she raised her glass again. “Brylee… thank you for your kindness. I will make it up to you in some way… “Celine, enough!” Brylee yelled and sn atched the glass away from her sister just as she was about to drink from it again. “You can’t hold your liquor. Stop drinking!” “Oh…” Celine gave her a sweet smile and a submissive nod, acting as if Brylee were her mother. In point of fact, she was terrible at drinking. When she had a few drinks, she would start babbling incoherently.” Don’t worry, this will be my very last…

She took the glass back from Brylee’s hand and demanded the se rvant to fill her glass again, but I signaled the maid to leave the dining room, and she bowed her head, before she quickly walked NôvelDrama.Org content.

away. “You have to eat more…” my mom surprisingly said, directing at Celine. The disheartened Celine set her glass down before trying to give mom a grin that didn’t quite make it to her eyes, and that’s when I realized that there was something bothering this girl. What’s her problem again? “Okay, thank you…” she turned to mom before she started eating. What a delectable dish you have prepared! This one has such a delightful flavor! I can’t believe how good your cook is!” I smiled at how she commented about the food she was eating, and praised Mr. Lee. “Mr. Lee is a very talented cook!” Cynthia remarked as she rolled her eyes. “So, I didn’t believe it when dad said that you’re better than him. … It’s just bread, duh…” Celine simply shrugged her shoulders in response, and then a moment later, she rose from her seat, and made a modest bow as she announced. “Excuse me… I’ll just go to the restroom…” She pushed her chair back but before she could step away, Jake caught her wrist, who swiftly stood up from his seat. “Do you want me to go with you?” “No, thanks…” she smiled sweetly at him. “I can manage, Jake…” Her departure seemed to have eased the atmosphere on the table. “B asti…” mom called my name, drawing my attention away from Celine, who was leaving the dining room at the moment. “Are you okay now?” “Yeah…” I sighed. “You need not to worry about me…” I suddenly lost my appetite. So, I pushed my plate away and stood up from my seat with the intention of following Celine. “Where are you going?” Brylee asked, holding my arm so tight, stopping me from moving. “I’m going to make an important call…” I said lowly but there was a firm tone in my voice, causing Brylee to look at me with concern in her eyes. “Don’t worry… I won’t take long…” “Brylee, sweetheart… you really need to eat more of this…” mom said, putting some food on her plate,

drawing her attention away from me, and I thanked mom silently even though it wasn’t her intention. “You look so thin. You have to be very beautiful and se xy on your wedding day, yeah…?” Brylee nodded but I could feel her gaze following me as I exited the room. CELINE’s POV My hands were shaking so badly that I had to hold onto the sink to steady myself. I looked in the mirror and saw that not only my face, but also my eyes were red. I chuckled, but the reflection in the mirror displayed my true bitterness. And then all of a sudden I heard the door open, followed by Sebastian walking into the restroom, which caused my eyes to widen in shock. “W-what are you doing here?” I inquired as I moved to take a step back, but he quickly trapped me against the wall, which caused me to think back to the event that occurred this morning in the hallway. “Is this the iconic posture where you’re pushing me against the wall?” I narrowed my eyes, and Sebastian only smiled at me before pressing his body against mine in a more forceful manner. “Do you know what you’re doing to me, Celine…?” he rasped, his voice husky and I smiled as I yanked my hands away from his hold and wrapped them around his neck. “I know what I’m doing, Seb…” I gave him a wicked grin and brought my lips slightly closer to his ear. “I was trying to seduce you… “Oh… Is that so?” he raised a brow. “But I remember you telling me that you wouldn’t ever like me, yeah?” Hearing his statement, I couldn’t help but burst out laughing before I answered him with a dazzling smile. “You’re so petty…” with that said, I took the initiative to kiss him on the lips. Sebastian kissed me back hungrily… causing me to let out a small whimper as our mouths moulded against each other, curling both of my hands up between our chests as we kissed. He tasted like mint with a mix of red wine, and it was so addictive.

I parted my lips slightly… which allowed his tongue to access into my mouth while simultaneously allowing mine to slip into his. He pulled one hand from my waist and raised it up to my jaw, cradling my face as he pulled me even closer to him… needing me as close as possible. But then we heard a knock on the door, followed by Brylee’s voice calling my name. “Celine… are you still there?” she asked, but it appeared as though Sebastian didn’t mind as he reached out to click the lock of the door. I smirked in victory, allowing myself to moan loudly, so that my dearest sister would hear me.