Then, he realized that the red marks were also littered across his chest.

He froze.

Realization struck him like a bolt from the blue. He raised his head to see a beautiful face.

The woman had long lashes, a button nose, and pink lips; it was none other than Ashlyn.

In a daze, he stared at Ashlyn, who looked like she was tortured, as his face paled.

His memories returned like water escaping from a broken dam.

The images of his delirious actions from last night emerged in his mind.

Last night at the dinner, before he rushed after Ashlyn, he drank a glass of whiskey. What happened next… That whiskey! It’s spiked!

If not for that whiskey, I wouldn’t have acted this way and hurt her.

He stared at Ashlyn’s sleeping face. The skin at the corner of her pink lips was broken. Teeth marks and hickeys scattered across her neck.

Her entire body was black and blue.

She looked like a mess.

his

window where the sky was still dark. It’s

to hold back his urges, he carried Ashlyn to the bathroom

hands gently massaged her waist. Surprisingly, Ashlyn, who

remained asleep

last night; Ashlyn was someone who could send Winsor

it, a loving look crept

carried her back to the bed

His eyes closed.

whether it was because of the drug or he was exhausted

deep into his

he found himself tied up

worn a set of fitting black leather attire. She barely revealed an inch of her skin, but her figure was showing off in

soft whip was in

of rage flashed across his eyes. “Let

never been treated this way

of her legs and stepped onto

the whip at

in pain before frowning at Ashlyn

was wearing conservatively, he realized that fire was

he felt for her earlier dissipated without a trace

“Ashlyn, I was drugged.”

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