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 probably around four or five in the

he carried Ashlyn to the bathroom and placed her in the tub filled

her waist. Surprisingly, Ashlyn, who was a light

remained asleep in his

badly last night; Ashlyn was someone who could send Winsor

about it, a loving

cleaning Ashlyn up, Lucas carried her back to the bed before hugging

His eyes closed.

it was because of the drug or he was exhausted after the

fell deep

Lucas woke again, he

woman had worn a set of fitting black leather attire. She barely revealed an inch of

whip was in her

rage flashed across his

been treated this way

legs

lashed the whip

in pain before frowning at Ashlyn with

realized that fire was

was infuriated. The pity he felt for her earlier dissipated without

“Ashlyn, I was drugged.”

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