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Chapter 215 No Turning Back
Just as she flipped over, his burning palm cupped her face.
A possessive kiss crashed down on her.
His breath was scorching, and even his lips felt searing hot.
Stella’s pupils contracted sharply, her breathing tightening. “Abraham, wake up, you- you need to wake up….”
But the rest of her words were swallowed by him.
–
And with them, not just Abraham’s rationality disappeared so did Stella’s.
Her own reason was teetering on the edge.
Stella had always liked Abraham.
She didn’t even know when her feelings had crossed the line from siblings to something else.
The affection that had built up over the years had long since sunk into her bones.
Looking into Abraham’s slightly dazed eyes, Stella’s heart trembled. “Abraham.”
If he were sober, then maybe…
But he wasn’t. Especially after drinking- he never remembered anything afterward.
If something really happened between them now, even if he was the one taking the initiative, she would still feel like she was taking advantage of him.
“I’m not that noble, but you have to wake up, you have to stop,” she whimpered.
But the next second, he easily pinned her hands above her head.
The moment her nightgown was pushed up, Stella felt her blood freeze.
She grabbed onto his strong wrist “Abraham.”
But a second later, he seized her hand completely, leaving her no room to struggle.
The heat pouring off his body filled the entire room, thick and suffocating.
The air itself seemed drenched in desire, and Stella’s breathing grew more and more frantic.
“Stella, be good,” he said, his deep voice rough and husky.
The moment she heard him say her name, Stella’s mind buzzed.
He knew. He knew it was her.
–
Stella’s misty eyes looked up at Abraham’s face the only face she had ever thought of as truly beautiful, unmatched by
anyone else.
“Abraham..” she whispered.
And in that instant, her reason completely snapped.
Abraham held one of her wrists, his other hand slowly tracing the contours of her face.
“So good, he murmured.
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It was a sleepless night.
By six in the morning. Stella sat on the bed, staring blankly at the sleeping Abraham.
She looked down at her chest and arms.
The bruises scattered across her skin told the story of how wild the night had been.
She exhaled a long breath.
What have I done?
Her gaze fell on the gray scarf tangled in the mess of the bed sheets.
It was Abraham’s and the dried bloodstains on it only hammered the truth of what had happened deeper into her mind.
Stella covered her face. Tin doomed, she muttered.
Panic completely overwhelmed her.
The blazing passion of the night had faded, leaving only a cold, terrifying clarity. What am I going to do?
Her phone vibrated on the nightstand.
Stella picked it up and saw that it was Eddie calling.
She glanced at Abraham, still sound asleep, then hurried into the bathroom to answer. “Eddie.”
Eddie’s frantic voice exploded through the phone. ‘Are you all dead in there? I’ve been ringing the doorbell nonstop! How’s your brother?”
Stella fell silent.
How is hel
Looking at the marks on her neck in the mirror, she nearly broke down all over again.
I really did it… I really did something with Abraham… What am I supposed to do?
“Stella: Stella?!
“Ah-
I’m asking how your brother is! Victor said someone drugged him!”
Stella’s breath hitched. So it really was a drug
If he was this out of it just from drinking, and he’d been drugged too… then he definitely wouldn’t remember anything.
Thinking about how Abraham probably wouldn’t remember a thing from last night, Stella didn’t even know whether to feel
relieved or devastated.
Her whole world felt like it had exploded.
“He’s fine. I found some medicine and gave it to him,” she quickly made up a lie.
Eddie sounded doubtful. “Medicine? Where’d you find that?”
Who would just have that kind of antidote lying around?
And besides, they were staying at Pluehville Hill – not exactly home base.
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