Regret Came Too Late

The bed suddenly dipped beside her. The man slid his hand around her waist, holding her like a possession. "Or I could come find you instead."

Grace suddenly became alert. She sat up immediately, wanting to leave. But with no lights in the room, she had no idea where the exit was.

The man hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder. His tone was casual but carried a hint of hidden hurt as he asked, "Did I make you uncomfortable?"

Her back stiffened, and she bit her lip. "Not exactly. It's just... we don't really know each other well, so this seems a bit weird. And you pulled my hair pretty hard earlier. It hurt."

Grace fell silent instantly. She wanted to crawl into a hole. Could he please stop talking?

Everything that had happened here today was just a small mistake. Once she left this room, it would be best if everyone forgot about it.

Whatever he'd put in her mouth at the beginning must have been the problem. Otherwise, she wouldn't have lost control and let him kiss her for hours. But she was the one who had jokingly asked for the special service, so she really had brought this upon herself.

respond, the man took her hand and placed it on his face. She couldn't see his features, but the well-defined face beneath her palm surely belonged to a

for you for

So, had she booked him for a service before? That couldn't be right. Wasn't she madly in love with Yancey back

held her tightly, his breathing becoming heavy and labored. Grace's chest suddenly clenched. She really did have a

office, she couldn't bear to see him give up because of his legs. Now, in this strange place, she did not want to

from her waist. Finally, he let go of her as

she felt like the villain. She adjusted

she could not bear the tension anymore. She promised, "You can come find me sometime

away. He took her hand again as

no real connection with Yancey and wasn't in love with anyone, spending some time with this man wouldn't