Chapter 8 A nude model ? For a moment , Vivienne thought she had misheard him . She was a Hartley daughter - raised with privilege and dignity . Even if she meant nothing to Sebastian now , she would never accept such humiliation . " Absolutely not ! " she snapped , her refusal ringing out without hesitation . " I will never , ever agree to that ! " Serena's eyes immediately welled with tears . She lowered her head pitifully , tugging on Sebastian's sleeve . " See ? I told you ... Vivienne would never agree ... Forget it , Sebastian . I don't want to force her ... " Sebastian's expression darkened , his gaze turning to Vivienne with displeasure . " It's just art . Do you have to twist it into something dirty ? " " This isn't about being narrow - minded - it's about dignity ! " Vivienne's whole body shook with rage . " You don't have to love me , Sebastian , but you can't get to strip me of my dignity ! " Sebastian's eyes locked on hers , cold enough to freeze the al The look in them sent a chill through her veins . He didn't say another word - just pulled Serena close , shielding her like she was fragile glass , and walked out . Vivienne thought the matter was over . That night , as usual , she drank the glass of milk the staff brought to her room and prepared to sleep . But shortly after finishing , a sudden wave of weakness swept over her . Her limbs went limp , and she collapsed onto the carpet . The door opened , and Sebastian strode in . Realization dawned , and Vivienne stared at him in shock . " You ... you drugged me ? " " Yes . " The word fell like ice water . " It's just to make you pose for Serena's project . Why make such a scene ? " " You ... bastard ! " Vivienne tried to struggle , but even her tongue was numb , reducing her protest to broken , muffled whimpers . Sebastian didn't spare her another glance . " Bring her in , " he ordered coldly . Two maids came in , peeled the nightgown off her limp body , swaddled her in a thin blanket , and carried her out . They brought her into the guest room that had been converted into an art studio . Serena was already waiting . When she saw Vivienne being carried in , swaddled and helpless , her face lit with a mixture of surprise and delight . " Vivienne ? You ... you changed your mind ? " " She did , " Sebastian said simply , his tone indulgent . " I convinced her . " Chapter 8 W WebNovel 4.3 * FREE Google Play OPEN I knew you were trouble when you walked in 40.00 % Serena beamed . " That's wonderful ! You're amazing , Sebastian ! Let's start right away ! " The blanket was yanked away , and the icy air hit her bare skin like a whip , sending violent shivers down her spine . Humiliation crashed over her , choking her until her breath came shallow . She was moved like a lifeless puppet , bent and positioned into one degrading pose after another . Serena picked up her brush and began to paint , utterly focused . And Sebastian - he sat on the nearby sofa , legs crossed , watching like a judge delivering silent sentence . Vivienne shut her eyes , tears sliding silently down her face . She wished she could die right there . After what felt like an eternity , Serena finally set down her brush , satisfied . Vivienne thought it was over . But instead of returning her to the bedroom , Sebastian had her wrapped in the blanket again and carried straight to the manor's cold storage room . When the heavy door opened , icy air poured over her like knives . Sebastian stood at the threshold , his eyes like steel . " I know what you'll do when the drug wears off . You scream , you'll fight , you'll run to Serena and tell her everything . But she's too soft - hearted - if she knew I forced you , she'd drown in guilt . " He gestured , and the maids shoved Vivienne - nearly naked , wrapped in the thin blanket - inside . 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