Nicole felt her heart rate rise.
I have a bad feeling about this.
Panicked, she turned around to look at Evan. He was looking down at her intently.
“So, tell me, what’s the consequence of going on a date and drinking with another man?”
“Drinking… hold on a second.” Nicole finally wrapped her head around what was going on.
“Yes, do go on.”
“You… you shameless man! You spiked the wine?” She spluttered.
“Me? It’s not really my thing to play dirty tricks like that. In fact, there is no need for me to employ such
tactics, don’t you agree?”
He ripped his mask off to reveal that elegant, charming face of his.
“Evan, you’re finally showing your face.”
Nicole gritted her teeth as she uttered those words. She could feel her body heat up as if she were in a
sauna. Even her forehead was covered in sweat.
The touch of Evan’s fingers grazing her face felt cold but stimulating – something she desperately
needed at that moment. His gaze was firm but gentle.
All that Nicole could think of was Evan’s touch.
Whatever drug was in her wine, it was strong and it hit hard.
However, Nicole did not want to give in. She suppressed the urge to embrace Evan, brushing his hand
away.
“Evan is already dead to me. There’s no use in doing this to me. Sir, who are you, even?”
Why didn’t you tell me that you are still alive?
Why are you just following me around, donning that scary mask of yours? Why are you avoiding my
questions and brushing away my suspicions? Nicole’s hopes of a happy reunion with him had been
crushed again and again, leaving her with nothing but disappointment and frustration.
It must be fun, playing with my feelings.
Alright then, guess I’ll play along with you. I’ll play your little game too.
Seeing the sorrow in her eyes, Evan could tell how devastating the news of his death was to her.
His heart throbbed.
He knew all too well that her feelings for him were genuine and passionate.
And as for her date with Levant, or her trying to get him to take off his mask, he could also understand
where she was coming from.
Despite so, he found himself at a loss for words.
Though he was glad that he could finally show himself, his heart was heavy.
“Nicole,” he whispered her name softly, reaching out for an embrace.
Nicole looked away, still trying to avoid him.
The only response that Evan could hear was her panting. Her face was flushed, and her pupils dilated.
He could tell that she was suffering from the effects of the drug.
“Hey, we need to find a way to get that substance out of your system first. I’ll listen to everything you
say after that, okay?”
“Leave me alone!” Nicole was not listening.
Evan sighed. Damn it! It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have let her drink it, knowing that Zackery Williams
spiked the wine.
He exhaled deeply and pulled her into his arms with force.
Nicole tried to resist, but she did not have the strength to do so.
Instead, the feeling of her body rubbing against Evan made him even more turned on.
Gazing intensely at her, Evan spoke into her ear, his voice all raspy, “Good girl, I know you want it.”
“You bastard!” Nicole hissed, before biting his shoulder.
Evan groaned, but did not let go.
Tasting traces of blood in her mouth, Nicole relaxed her jaw. However, she was still upset at Evan.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she began throwing punches at him.
“Good girl. You can hit me later, okay? You don’t have the strength now.”
Nicole did not respond.
She could feel Evan’s hot breaths by her ear, tickling her senses.
As the effects of the drug intensified, Nicole finally gave in under Evan’s provocative touch.
In an instant, the temperature in the room rose as their bodies tangled with each other.
With her brain all fuzzy, Nicole began to doubt if all of that was really happening. She gave herself a
pinch, but she could barely feel the pain.
She hastily grabbed Evan’s arm and bit down hard. “Does that hurt?”
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