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CHAPTER 68: In Bed with the Wrong One

ผู้เขียน: Vee Okon
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-09-01 22:24:58

Jace’s POV

The week had already been brutal, and last night only made it worse. I dragged myself home from the boys' hangout. I was drunk enough to barely keep my eyes open. Scott had practically carried me into the room.

He stood by my bed as I collapsed, his arms folded like a disappointed parent. “You can’t even stand straight. Let me stay the night, at least till morning. I’ll help you get ready for class.”

“Leave me the hell alone,” I muttered, my words slurred. “I’m not a kid, Scott. I’m a big boy.”

The protest ended with a loud snore. He rolled his eyes, muttered something I couldn’t catch, then sighed. “Fine.” The door shut behind him with a soft thud.

Darkness pressed in. The room tilted, shifting like it was on a spinning carousel, the ceiling melting into the walls. I squeezed my eyes shut, but it didn’t help. The alcohol had my head heavy, my body sluggish, and every nerve buzzing.

And then, I felt it.

A hand. Warm. Soft. Sliding over me from behind.

My foggy brain fired t
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