The Runaway Groom

Chapter 42 Harvey actually paused this time. It would make sense if Irenie kept resisting, although the fact that she was playing along and trying to make things more exciting was actually surprising. “For real?” he asked, half-suspicious. “You’ve tied me up like this. What else can I do?” Irene did her best to appear relaxed, even eager. Harvey stared at her for a few seconds, but curiosity eventually got the better of him and he picked up her handbag. There really were pills in there, and Harvey held it up to find the label ‘Viagra.’ Irene grinned. “I wasn’t lying.” However, Harvey frowned. “Why would you carry that around with you?” After all, Irene gave the impression of being a virtuous maiden… But perhaps she really had another side to her personality… A more indulgent side! “What, did you think that I’m Joan of Arc? I was just playing hard to get with you… What are you waiting for? Take the pill already, and let’s get started!” Irene’s lips curled into a smile, which only magnified her beauty. Harvey held her gaze for a while, his juices flowing. He took one, when Irene said, “How about another?” “You’re wild, aren’t you?” Harvey smiled mischievously, and did as he was told anyway, washing the pills down with wine. There was a cold glint in Irene’s eyes just then, but she kept smiling as she watched Harvey, while counting down in her mind. “Hold on, this is a little strong. I’m actually feeling faint…” Harvey said, planting himself on the bed even his whole body felt like it was turning soft.

Soon, he realized that something was not right.

He should be feeling stronger and spirited if he took an aphrodisiac, whereas these pills left him feeling like he had turned to jelly!

“This isn’t an aphrodisiac!” he exclaimed with a furious glare at Irene. “What were those pills?!”

“What was it you said?” Irene replied icily. “Fool me twice? But you just got tricked again.”

Harvey wanted nothing less than to cut her into pieces and feed her to the dogs right

then! “I will remember this-” he growled, but fainted even before he could finish.

Irene made sure that he was out before reaching for her bag to get her phone.

call with Mark Wickers, Worried that Mark’s potential investors would go too far, she prepared those pills while keeping them in Viagra packaging. It was a feint, and anyone who saw it was unlikely to think that

turned out that Mark’s potential investor was Isaac, so the pills stayed

certainly fortunate that she had kept it in her bag, or she

she quickly called Zachary, but that was when

crash of objects smashed into pieces, and screams of pain,

found herself staring at

air around him seemed to turn cold as he stood beneath the lights,

him just then, as if she had managed to reach the last straw that promised

he strode toward her and untied

tryst with other men since he did not

only concern was that he

and the

Irene quickly explained to avoid a misunderstanding. “That’s what knocked

did this?” Isaac