Chapter 88

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I wake up with a headache. The world is spinning around me, or maybe it’s me. It feels like I am on a rollercoaster, going round and round on the turn.

I groan, clutching the side of my head. Even my throat burns.

What happened? I search my memories to find out what I did but find everything blurred.

Marriage. That’s the first thing that comes to mind.

Hazel is yelling at me to tell no to some men and one of them is dragging me somewhere.

With a terrified gasp, I sit up on the bed and blink my eyes open. The beige wall in front of me is unfamiliar.

My mouth dries at the thought. That man—I didn’t see his face but he kissed me. His hands were all over me, his voice skimmed over my skin, and his

touch burned.

That only happens to mates, right? The moment he touched me, I just lost my mind and let him do whatever he wanted.

Cold air brushes against my bare skin, making me shudder. Unconsciously, I pull the sheets up my chest but freeze mid-air.

Bare. Skin. And sheets.

The sense of panic takes over my mind. Reluctantly, I manage to glance down. The color drains from my face just as I feel like my soul is leaving my body.

I am naked. Even the undergarments are gone.

Instantly, I feel like I am going to vomit. I try to lurch out of bed but a raspy voice makes me freeze all over again.

Going somewhere, my kitten?

I direct my gaze towards the left corner of the room. My muscles become stone under my skin as soon as my eyes meet the pair of light brown orbs.

My breath hitches. I pull the sheets up to cover myself, as I take in the rest of him. He has tousled brown hair, a straight nose, and lips that curl into an icy

smirk.

His white button-down shirt highlights the rigid muscles of his torso and arms. His thighs, toned and firm, strain against the black slacks.

My heart s k i p s a quick beat. He is like a sculpted statue, everything touched to perfection. His face, his body, and his h** voice.

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you?”

calloused hands, harsh lips, and that electrifying sensation hits me in

The man spreads his legs and

that man. Is

clenching

we f**k.” His deep voice

gawk at him while the room spins in

Did we-

slept with him? But I couldn’t bear the thought of another man’s

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spent a long night together, Little Wifey. “He

becomes the sole object of

“Wife?

word hammers my head. I am about to

ww

chuckles darkly, the sound sending

we kissed last night but nothing comes to

It-It’s impossible. “I gasp,

certificate today,

I clench the sheet tighter to my chest.

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watch. ” You became my wife five minutes ago and my woman last night when you gave yourself to

at a loss

hollows as I stare at him. How could I do this? How could I just sleep with a stranger and get married to

you were sober, right? You sent your men to

care if you were drunk or not?” He shrugs

his handsome but cold face. “who—who are

so disappointed and Mom will cry when they learn about

I make such

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little longer?” The stranger provides,

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advantage of me.” I whisper, my

to the right and his eyes move down to my collarbone. “You moaned and screamed

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you?! Do you even know

sniffle, trying

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says, his eyes

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