Practically identical!
He smiled silently, adjusting his glasses, and began walking straight toward Serena.
His bodyguards immediately flanked him.
Meanwhile.
Serena walked out of the gates, her head down as her fingers flew across her phone screen, digging for any shred of information regarding Marington College's sponsored students being sent abroad.
As she walked.
She suddenly felt a slimy, repulsive gaze lock onto her.
The sickening sensation made her furrow her brows in disgust.
Her fingers paused, and she lifted her eyes.
She found Sebastian Doyle and his wall of bodyguards completely blocking her path.
She stopped in her tracks, her clear eyes turning frosty.
"The... second Lancaster heiress?"
Sebastian smirked, staring down at Serena's stunning, icy face, the thrill in his eyes growing more manic by the second. "Hello, I'm Isabella's boyfriend, the heir to the Doyle family, Sebastian Doyle."
"Care to make a friend?"
He openly gawked at her face, growing more satisfied and ecstatic the longer he looked.
This arrogant, untouchable beauty was exactly like the woman who had crashed the auction.
Though he had zero proof they were the same person.
The violent, overwhelming urge to pin her down, brutally ravage her, and snap every bone of pride in her body...
Was exactly the same!
"Get out of my way, you creep."
Serena shot him a lazy, contemptuous glare, her tone dripping with icy impatience.
Instead of getting angry, Sebastian laughed. He smiled with that gentle warmth, but the sheer, rotting malice radiating off him hit her like a wave. "You've got quite the temper, Miss Lancaster. No wonder you bully my poor little sister."
He raised a hand, his fingers reaching toward Serena's cheek.
As if he wanted to trace her features.

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