When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 67

Someone messing with his drink was a nice way to put it. In reality, he was drugged with something sinister, something that toyed with human desires in the cruelest ways.

Given Bryant’s reputation for being ruthlessly decisive in the business world, whoever did. this to him was in for a world of hurt once he sobered up. But that was a problem for tomorrow.

Right now, I was terrified he wouldn’t make it through the night. His face was unnaturally flushed, a clear sign of the drug coursing through him.

Caught in a dilemma, the ringing of my phone on the bedroom dresser felt like a lifeline. The caller ID flashed urgently, and I snatched it up.

“Sweetie, guess what? I scored us tickets! Steven had them but-”

“Chris!” I blurted out, cutting her off mid-sentence. “Do you know what to do if someone’s been…uh, drugged? With that kind of drug?”

“What kind of drug?”

“An aphrodisiac.” I could barely get the words out.

I could almost hear Christine choking on her drink, coughing in surprise. “Cough, why the sudden quiz on…cough cough…drugs? It’s not you, is it…cough?”

“No, no, it’s Bryant.”

.Where is he now?”

“In the living room.”

“And you?”

“In the bedroom.”

left me more confused than ever, but I pressed on.

do.”

your bedroom

“What?”

“Do it! Hurry!”

made my legs move before my brain fully processed

frame, the room darkened slightly, and I looked up Bryant’s deep, bottomless eyes, red

into

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his usual composed demeanor. His upper body was clad in a black dress shirt, still managing to look somewhat reserved. Below, however, was a different story, with his

I still blushed at the sight. It was

line, Christine was still waiting

I could reply, my phone died, plunging

in. I stuttered, “I’ll, uh,

pass him, he wrapped his arms around me from behind, his lips finding the sensitive skin of my neck, sending shivers down