The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 92 Last Night

Reluctant to let go entirely, Lucas restrained himself after just a little taste.

As he eased off her, he reclined on the bed with closed eyes and slow breaths. The lingering fragrance of passion intermittently wafted over him. It was sweet yet torturous. After a while, he opened his eyes and gazed at Marion. She was

wrapped around him, and he let out a resigned chuckle.

His tolerance for alcohol might have been lacking, but his courage under its influence was undeniable.

Marion, on the other hand, had a peculiar dream. In it, she was a rabbit, suddenly kissed by a sheep grazing on grass. The sheep was apologetic and offered her

some grass to eat.

Just when Marion thought she had encountered a polite gentlemanly sheep, it abruptly stood up, tore itself open, and revealed a wolf with glowing red eyes.

Preparing to escape, Marion found herself pinned down by the wolf, which sensually licked her body and seemed to savor her like preparing a meal for consumption. And when Marion thought the wolf might spare her, it suddenly opened its bloodied mouth.

opened her eyes realized she was just dreaming. However, as she assessed her current situation, she suspected she might be dreaming within a dream. She

Lucas, now awake as well, sat up, and his loosely fitted collar instantly revealed a large expanse

sight of

“I, you, we-”

like crying. How had a few sips of

you

as Lucas

head and met those dark eyes. She forced a smile. ‘ Mr. Craig, last night, we didn’t,

his sleepwear. As he bent down, he asked, “What’s ‘anything‘? Miss Marion, if you

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on her face. Feeling guilty, she dared not look

in her voice

bed. Not only that, Marion had been clinging to Lucas like an octopus. She was going to