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Rachel lay sprawled on the bed. Her black dress had somehow slipped down to her waist. Her pale skin gleamed under the warm glow of the bedside lamp, and her long hair fanned out in an almost picturesque

way.

Her cheeks were flushed red, and she kept tugging at her clothes while mumbling, “It’s so hot…”

Tyler’s gaze darkened as he approached. When the warmth of his fingertips brushed her arm, Rachel

shivered.

He frowned instinctively. Something wasn’t right.

If this were just drunkenness, she shouldn’t be reacting like this.

He walked to the balcony, picked up the half–empty wine bottle, and lifted it to his nose. His expression hardened instantly.

There was something wrong with the wine.

Turning back, he touched the back of his hand to Rachel’s skin. She was burning up. He’d noticed earlier his own mouth felt dry, but he hadn’t thought much of it.

Before he could piece it together, Rachel suddenly clung to his arm like it was a lifeline. Her flushed face rubbed against him.

her into his arms and held

“Rachel…”

seemed to hear him. Her eyes

she smiled.

you’re finally back. I feel so dizzy. I can’t lull you

let out a chuckle

you’re still worried

gaze was unfocused, and her words slurred

fine. It’s my job. We signed a contract, but I think it expires in a week. So until then, I’ll do

face and pouting lips were so unlike her usual

talk about that

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catch on. The moment his lips met hers, her mind exploded

longer suppress.

wrapped her arms around his neck and hooked her legs around his waist.

sharply.

brushing her throat, tasting

eyes met.

have much strength left.