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Chapter 12: His Thoughts.
Finally, Ethan was left alone with Lily. He turned around, his eyes falling upon Lily's pale body as she squirmed on his bed. Lily had pushed the duvet to the side, and her loose clothes raised Ethan's concern. He slowly approached the bed, squatting by her side.
"Lily, you'll catch a cold," he said softly, his hands moving to cover her with the duvet. However, she slapped the blankets away from his hands.
"No~ I'm hot," she murmured, her voice filled with drowsiness.
Letting out a sigh, Ethan continued to watch her, hoping she would eventually fall into slumber so he could cover her and ensure she stayed warm. He observed her body wriggling and twisting, a sign of her discomfort. The effects of the drugs had clearly taken a toll on her.
"Ethan... Is that you?" Lily muttered, giggling softly. "Good, my dreams are coming true."
She threw her
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Lily slowly opened her eyes to the light, feeling her head continuously pounding as she squeezed her face in pain. She shut her eyes back and rolled over on the enormous bed with white sheets, then covered herself more with the thick duvet, clinging onto it. Her eyes were slowly drifting back to sleep until...'Wait.'Lily abruptly rose up. Her eyes scanned every single detail. The duvet that she thought was hers wasn't hers! The bed she thought was hers wasn't hers, and the room she thought was hers was also not hers. Her eyes cast down at the clothes she wore. They also weren't hers. What was worse, she wasn't wearing anything beneath!"What the fuck is happening?!” she muttered to herself. “Wait… It scents familiar." She took the clothes to her nose to sniff them. And it was, in fact his scent – Ethan! Her senses perfectly recognized his intoxicating scent that made her mind hazy every time she was around him. Not only his shirt, but the entire room smelled like him."Why am I wear
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Mark held a straight face as he placed his hands on Lily's shoulders, gently pulling her away from his chest."How was your night in Ethan’s room?" he asked, his voice carrying an undercurrent of curiosity and possessiveness.“Nothing happened between us, Ethan said he left me in his room," Lily immediately admitted, feeling the need to explain herself to Mark, like she owed him an explanation or something.He nodded silently as if he was relieved by her response."You danced so hot yesterday," Mark remarked. "Thank God you left. I don’t know what I would have done to you," he said, his eyes trailing over her body with concern. But his words seemed to hold a different meaning.‘Of course, you just wanted my body.’He regained his composure, locking eyes with Lily with a smirk playing on his lips. “You
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