Spoiled by the Silver Fox

There she was, still the same Stephanie, but with a twist of something new and tantalizing.

When she got into character as the mythical siren of Western lore, her allure was undeniable. Sebastian's gaze grew darker, clouded with a mix of emotions.

The outcome was predictable.

From that moment on, Sebastian's patience seemed to stretch endlessly.

Even when Stephanie snapped at him, he'd take it as though she was merely playing coy.

After composing himself, Sebastian fetched a warm towel from the bathroom and gently wiped away the traces of tears on her cheeks. She still glared at him angrily. He couldn't help but chuckle. "My bad. But if it happens again, the consequences will be the same." His words nearly drove Stephanie up the wall.

She thought he was actually apologizing, but that last bit. was he provoking her on purpose?

Then came Sebastian's next line, "You're the one who provoked me first."

To which Stephanie retorted, a mix of frustration and amusement in her voice, "So, it's my fault?" "What else?"

"It's all on you, Sebastian! You're downright wicked!"

He arched an eyebrow, "Really? How about trying another round?"

she wrapped herself tightly in the blanket,

"Wicked, you say?"

I throw one playful jab and you hold a grudge.

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"That's right, you don't!"

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"Still no!"

yourself.