Regret Came Too Late

Grace could barely stand when she left the estate. When she got back to her car, she flipped open the mirror. As expected, her neck was covered in love bites.

She collapsed in her seat. The sunset streaming through the windshield snapped her back to reality. Back in that dark room, she was so drawn to his pleasant voice that she'd been totally under his spell.

She massaged her temples. They hadn't gone all the way, but honestly, what was the difference at this point? She sighed, feeling disheveled in places she didn't want to think about, and her face flushed.

She wondered what kind of wild things she had done before. At least the trip wasn't for nothing-the man she had been tracking, Brent, was now lying in her backseat. She needed some time to pull herself together before driving away.

Back in that massive room she had left, everything remained dark. While rubbing the wetness between his fingers, the man's eyes grew darker as he sat in silence. He then got up and strode to a nearby cabinet.

Despite the darkness, he navigated the room like he knew every inch by heart. After slipping on a silver mask, he made his way to a transparent viewing box overlooking a fighting pit.

belonged to ultra-wealthy people. They watched humans battling each other, humans facing off against wild beasts, and even animals fighting

behind this entire estate. Several others stood in the box,

the deadly air around him had noticeably diminished.

wild cat scratches. But this fighting pit only housed vicious beasts, not the kind that would leave such suggestive marks on a

was impossible. Everyone knew he was waiting for a

prettiest hotel in town-and arranged the most romantic fireworks display ever seen. But

But later, he said it didn't matter anymore since she had someone else in her heart.

with a saccharine tone, "Boss, have you finally decided to move

a slight smirk as he propped his head on