Semua Bab A Night With The Drugged Billionaire: Bab 1 - Bab 10

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Thomas, but your card has been declined," Mrs. Tanner, the woman who owned the laundromat, whispered as she handed the card back to Eva. "What do you mean, the card has been declined?" Eva yelped. She was tired and hungry, so she wasn't too keen on keeping her voice down. "Try it again," she demanded, and Mrs. Tanner sighed, taking the card and swiping it in the machine again. *BEEP**BEEEP**BEEEEEEP*The machine cried, and Mrs. Tanner's face morphed into pity. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Thomas, as I said before, your card has been declined." "OK, wait! Try this one," Eva frantically searched her handbag for her credit card. Today was the seventh, so she was sure her husband had already cleared up the bill. She smiled once she handed Mrs. Tanner the credit card. She was putting her declined debit back into her purse when the same triple-beeping sound made her gasp. "This card is maxed out, I'm so sorry," Mrs. Tanner sighed. "How about you take the dry cleaning and come bac

Nearly three hours later, Eva was finally en route to the party. Her pulse was racing and she was trying her best to stay calm so she didn't leave sweat marks on her dress. She'd tried calling Daniel again and again, but every call went unanswered. She knew he had gone to the house since his Ralph Lauren tuxedo was missing that she had brought back from the laundromat. "Maybe he's busy," she told herself, trying to stay calm. "Wait until he sees me. He won't believe his eyes," she smiled to herself as she continued to steer her car down the open road. Half an hour later and she was turning into the lot, her breath hitched. Luxury cars gleamed beneath the lights like sleeping beasts. The place was packed.She stepped out of the vehicle, her heels clicking against the pavement as she made her way to the grand entrance. The security guard barely glanced at her before waving her in, recognizing her immediately. "It's lovely to see the beautiful Mrs. Daniel Thomas again. Enjoy your nigh

Eva’s thoughts were spiralling.For a split second, she imagined smashing the champagne bottle over Daniel's smug, lying face. The glass shattered. There was Blood. Screams. Maybe even silence. Maybe he wouldn't get up.She pictured herself standing over him, breathless and victorious... until the sirens came. Until the cuffs snapped around her wrists.She could read the news headlines now;~Eva Thomas, charged with murdering her cheating, dirty bastard of a husband.~She blinked hard, her eyes were getting dry and they burned. She quickly took those wicked thoughts out her head. This wasn’t her. No.It wasn't worth it. Not for him.Not for someone who'd already taken away so much from her. She wasn't going to allow him to take her freedom as well. "Stop your damn crying and just go home," Daniel growled, loud enough for nearby guests to hear. "And when you get there, start packing your shit. Only your clothes. You can keep the car, but the jewellery? Those are mine."Eva's stomach

Eva's throat bobbed with a thick gulp as the man's low, rough question lingered in the air. Why was she hesitating? Why was it so hard to tell this man her name? She faced him now and she couldn't tear her gaze away from this man. From the way his dark, drenched hair clung to his forehead, to the slow, hungry way his eyes drank her in."How about you tell me your name, since you're the one intervening on my night," she said, voice a little breathy.He let out a chuckle that rumbled from deep in his chest, but it soon twisted into a cough.Concern flickered through her. Without thinking, Eva rushed to dig through her bag of knickknacks she got from the vending machine, fingers clumsy as she searched for something useful. Nothing seemed healthy but at least she grabbed a few bottles of water. She snatched one up."Here," she murmured, unscrewing the cap and pressing it to his lips. Lips that were so full, so sinful, she nearly lost herself to the wild temptation to lean in and lick the

"I've never done anything like this before," Eva spoke with a hint of shyness to her tone."Me neither," Flint admitted, brushing her hair off her face. "It's okay, you don't have to say that to make me feel better," she half smiled. "But it's true, there's just something about you that makes me want to lose all inhibitions," he explained. "You make me forget everything. Who I am. What matters."She sat up, pulling the blanket to her chest. "I should go get some water.""No, stay," he said softly. "I'll get it."He got out of bed completely naked, and Eva couldn't help but watch, biting her lip as her gaze trailed down his sculpted back, his tight ass, and his thick—She shook her head, grinning to herself.Flint returned with a bunch of snacks and bottled water."We've got chips, cheese balls, peanuts, chocolate," he said, dropping the goodies beside her and handing her a water bottle. "Hydration first.""Thanks," she murmured, still eyeing him as she drank.They snacked in silence