Ashlyn scanned the room, soon realizing that this was the bedroom she had once slept in for the past four years.

Did Lucas bring me back here?

Memories started flooding back to her.

The powerful masked man and the incredibly jealous Lucas…

Ashlyn’s head began to hurt.

Her body felt refreshed, but the soreness reminded her of the times she had slept with Lucas in the past.

Did we just do it again?

The answer was obvious.

Yet, why does Lucas look so grim as always?

Ashlyn sat up and wanted to speak, only to realize that her throat didn’t allow her to.

With a frown, she scanned the room and noticed a glass of water on the bedside table.

She gulped the water down immediately.

The feeling of the fluids flowing down her dry throat was akin to having a river in the middle of a desert.

water, Lucas had already stubbed out his cigar. He opened the glass door and walked in, gazing

a light tobacco scent on

years of marriage, Ashlyn had never

was the first

puzzled, Lucas spoke up in a clear

bit her lip. “One

took her glass, refilled it with

he leaned over, the scent of tobacco from his breath

quivered as she

drinking, she couldn’t help but glance at

as the light shone

his eyes that

felt something warm and familiar flow out of her

Crap! I’m early again.

always been irregular ever since she had been infected

the glass down and

strong hands, Lucas firmly grabbed her shoulders

you’re going?” the

frantic. It’s flowing out even

fluid oozing out and

if she didn’t hurry

of me,” Ashlyn insisted. “I have to

bathroom?” Lucas glared at her with his

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