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But I hadn’t expected Valerie to go to such lengths to win the competition.
When Caleb burst into my room, the corners of his eyes were red as blood, and his entire body trembled.
I instantly recognized it: Caleb had been drugged.
And with an aphrodisiac!
The competition was only minutes away. Caleb knelt before me, distraught.
He was suffering immensely, yet he only restrained himself, rubbing his clothes back and
forth.
He didn’t even dare to touch me.
“Master, I…”
“Wait.”
I quickly rummaged through the medical kit stored in my room, but suddenly my wrist felt scalding hot.
Caleb’s hand had pressed against it, his temperature terrifyingly high.
Before I could react, he quickly pulled it back.
I turned back, confused, only to see Caleb fiercely chopping down at his own wrist.
r
“What are you doing?!”
I stopped Caleb, dumbfounded.
Caleb’s face was devoid of expression, his voice calm.
“I offended my master. I don’t need this hand.”
The situation was critical, yet I couldn’t help but tilt my head and laugh.
Unfamiliar emotions swelled in my heart, both bitter and sweet.
I didn’t fully understand those feelings, but I knew, in that very moment, I wanted to kiss
him.
So I stood on tiptoe and gently pressed my lips against Caleb’s.
“And now? Don’t you need your mouth either?”
His deep beast eyes darkened little by little. His hands had, at some point, firmly
encircled my waist.
He said, “I don’t need anything anymore.
“I only need you!”
I curved my lips, pressed Caleb onto the bed, and leaned in to kiss him.
“Hurry up. You have a competition.”
Caleb’s burning breath caressed my ear, his voice hoarse.
“I can’t be quick.”
“I said quick. No more nonsense.
“Do it.”
The love and hate of two lifetimes melted away in that instant, leaving only the room
thick with an intoxicating heat.
