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.

narrowed his

out of the window where the sky was

Ashlyn to the

her waist. Surprisingly, Ashlyn, who

remained asleep

tormented the woman badly last night; Ashlyn was someone who could send Winsor flying with

he thought about it, a loving look crept into his

her back to

His eyes closed.

whether it was because of the drug or he was

fell deep into his

the time Lucas woke again, he found himself tied up on

an inch of her skin, but her figure was showing

was in her

as a hint of rage flashed across his

never been treated this way

lifted one of her legs and stepped onto the

lashed the whip at

in pain before frowning at Ashlyn with

he realized

pity he felt for her earlier dissipated without a trace the moment

“Ashlyn, I was drugged.”

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