Entangled in the Night: Unable to Escape Him-Chapter 141: Chloe Nash, Why Are You in My Bed?

Chapter 141: Chapter 141: Chloe Nash, Why Are You in My Bed?

The man’s scorching breath, tinged with a faint scent of alcohol, instantly engulfed Sienna Paxton.

His kiss was fierce, giving Sienna no chance to catch her breath.

Sienna felt like she was about to explode.

Guests were still outside, it would be easy for someone to discover them; frightened, she kept pounding on Silas Prescott’s chest.

But the more she struggled, the fiercer Silas kissed.

That restless hand roamed over her body.

Sienna was soon led by his rhythm, her entire body weakened in Silas’s embrace.

Seeing her like this, Silas finally loosened his grip on her.

His eyes still held unresolved desire.

His voice was hoarse: "Sienna, tell me, do you really want to end this relationship?"

Sienna was tormented until her whole body was soft, her voice even weakened slightly.

Yet she still firmly said: "Yes."

Upon hearing this, Silas’s originally deep eyes took on a shadow.

He forcefully lifted her onto the washstand, gripping Sienna’s chin, his tone laced with danger.

"Sienna is so unruly, it seems I need to educate you properly."

In the bathroom mirror, their entwined figures were reflected, Sienna’s eyes red from crying.

Pleading with Silas to let her go, there were guests outside, if discovered, it would be over.

But Silas not only didn’t listen, he whispered threateningly in Sienna’s ear: "If you dare mention breaking up again, I’ll let Grandpa know about our relationship right now. Sienna, you decide."

As Sienna was at a loss, Lucy Rhodes’ voice came from outside the door.

"Sienna, I brought you some cake, open the door."

Inside, her body was possessed by a man, outside, Lucy Rhodes’ knocking continued.

The double stimulus made Sienna’s scalp tingle, her voice tremble.

"Let me go, I’ll open the door, otherwise Lucy will find out."

Silas bit her collarbone: "Then tell me, are we breaking up or not?"

Facing such a madman, Sienna could only compromise: "Okay, I promise not to break up, now let go."

Finally hearing the answer he wanted, Silas had a smile at the corner of his lips, kissing Sienna’s lips.

"Sienna will always be this obedient, alright?"

No matter what he said, Sienna nodded to agree.

If she didn’t go out to open the door, Lucy Rhodes would burst in.

She wrapped herself with a towel, pinned Silas in the bathroom, whispering: "Don’t go out, don’t make a sound."

Silas smirked: "Alright, I promise, but I want to sleep here tonight."

Sienna bit her teeth angrily, but now she had no choice but to agree.

That night, Silas seemed like he was on medication, not letting Sienna rest the whole night.

Constantly making Sienna promise never to mention breaking up again.

Recalling all this, Chloe Nash still felt a lingering fears to this day.

Silas Prescott was a madman, someone she never wanted to provoke again in her life.

Perhaps it was the rain today, Chloe felt her throat tighten, as if catching a cold.

She couldn’t help but cough a few times.

But fearing to wake Julian Prescott, she immediately got out of bed, wanting to go downstairs to the kitchen for some water.

As she just opened the door, she saw Silas standing at the entrance.

The man held a cup in his hand.

Looking at her kindly, he said: "I worried you’d catch a cold in the rain, brought you some cold medicine, quickly drink and sleep, there’s still surgery tomorrow."

Chloe didn’t think much, took the medicine and said ’thank you’.

Watching her take the medicine, Silas slightly curled his lips into a smile: "Sleep well, goodnight."

Finished speaking, he turned and entered his own bedroom.

A somber sound emanated from his throat: "Sienna, brother finally found you, how could I let you escape again."

His pitch-black eyes tightly watched the time on his phone.

After ten minutes, he quietly carried Chloe Nash back to his room.

After five years, the two lay on the same bed again, Silas felt a indescribable sensation in his heart.

Sour yet joyful.

His icy fingertips lightly caressed Chloe’s cheek, voice hoarse.

"Sienna, do you remember this room? It was on this bed where you said you liked me."

He bowed his head to kiss Sienna’s lips: "From childhood, no one placed me in their heart, only Sienna loved me like that, do you know how excited I was back then? I resolved then never to let you leave me."

Recalling that scene from the past, Silas’s lips curled into a smile, though tears rolled in his eyes.

He could never forget how thrilled he was to learn of Sienna’s long-time crush on him.

He wished he could swallow Sienna whole, so she could remain with him forever.

Silas’s tears dropped on Sienna’s face, making her eyelashes tremble uncontrollably.

His slender fingertips gently brushed Sienna’s cheek, his voice filled with unmistakable pain.

"But would the Sienna who loved me so much really leave me, disappearing alone, even after returning wouldn’t reunite, her heart with someone else, Sienna, do you know how much it hurt me?"

He kissed Sienna’s cheek repeatedly: "Sienna, I will make you fall in love with me again, you are the only light in my life, without you my world is dark, promise me, never leave again, alright?"

As he kissed Sienna, he voiced all the anguish he felt over the years.

Missing Sienna, his pain over her newfound love.

Silas fought the desire for Sienna within him, only kissing her, refraining from any transgressions.

He tightly hugged Sienna in his arms, kissed her head saying: "Sienna, sleep, brother will give you a surprise in the morning."

Holding Sienna to sleep again, Silas felt his breathing finally smooth.

He suddenly sensed a dim light appearing in his originally dark world.

The next morning.

Chloe was awakened by an alarm, reaching out for her phone, only to feel something hard.

She suddenly opened her eyes, what met her was Silas’s overly handsome face.

Chloe’s breath hitched.

Staring at the sleeping Silas, she was dazed for a moment.

Wasn’t she sleeping in Julian Prescott’s bed last night? How come she’s now in Silas’s bed.

Moreover, like an octopus, her leg wrapped around Silas’s waist, arms around his neck.

This posture, she hadn’t used in years.

Chloe felt panicked.

She vaguely remembered dreaming of Silas, hugging his neck and kissing him.

Did she succumb to her sleepwalking habit again, bringing herself here?

Considering this possibility, Chloe’s fingers chilled in fright.

If Silas found her in his bed, she would likely be tangled up with him again.

Chloe wanted to slowly escape from Silas’s embrace, just then a low hoarse voice sounded in her ear.

"Chloe, why are you in my bed?"