บททั้งหมดของ A NIGHT WITH MY BILLIONAIRE : บทที่ 11

When Sabrina’s eyes fluttered open, the first thing she felt was a stab of pain in her temples and a soreness between her thighs.“Fuck,” she muttered, sitting up and rubbing a hand over her eyes, trying to soothe the ache spreading through her skull.When she dropped her palm, she frowned, scanning the unfamiliar room with growing confusion. The confusion quickly turned into panic when she looked down and realized she was—without a doubt—naked. Her pale skin was littered with red marks, suspiciously resembling hickeys.What exactly happened last night?Yanking the blanket higher over her chest, she frantically searched the room for clues, racking her brain for any memories. But she was drawing a significant blank.She remembered returning to Archwood Mansion—her father’s accusations, the slap across her face, the humiliation of being thrown out. Checking into the hotel, the bar…Her memories of the bar were hazy, fragmented at best, and at some point, they just faded to black.Her mo