Chapter 6

I grabbed his hand, sobbing, "I don’t know… I feel awful. Help me, please take me to the hospital..."

He chuckled softly. "But it’s so late. The hospital’s probably closed by now. How about... you wait until morning?"

"I can’t… I really can’t wait," I whimpered, unable to hide my distress.

"Is that so?" He tilted his head, a sly smile spreading across his face as he leaned in, gripping my wrists. "Then let me help you, Mich."

The moment his lips touched mine, I stared wide-eyed in terror. Realizing what he was doing, I immediately struggled, but it was no use.

Even at my best, I wouldn’t stand a chance against him—now, with the drug weakening me, I was completely powerless.

My frantic resistance must have looked feeble to him because he only grinned and continued his assault.

"You look so beautiful tonight," he murmured, ignoring my protests. "I spent a long time picking out that dress just for you. And it was worth it... you look just as tempting as I imagined."

I cried out in