Chapter 90 “Don’t think I’m a saint.

I just, don’t want to do it with you when you’re not sober.’ His voice was a little dark and depressing, “Now, you’re sober.
You don’t need to thank me.

It is time to make up for my loss last night.”

Her heart pounded.

What could his words mean? Make it up to him with what? With her body? He was getting closer and closer, unavoidable.
“The effect of the drug should not be gone completely yet.

Need me to help you?”

He pressed wickedly against her ear, teasing.

“I a She was suddenly unable to speak again, simply because his lips were already infinitely close to hers, with only the slightest
gap.

It felt like if she said one more word, she might touch his lips at any moment.
The memory of last night’s fiery kiss came flooding back.

His lips were soft and skillful, almost melting her, and she, who had always been bold, was so scared at the moment that she
could barely breathe.

the end, Luther’s

so close

“I didn’t touch you

things that I shouldn’t have done

Now, I regret it.

touched you last night, would you

the urge to kiss her hard, knowing that once he did, he could not guarantee that he would stop. The last

felt, and perhaps, he really regretted

happened

hearing what Luther

stopped

thinking and buzzed, leaving only a few words that kept circling her

he was just the man she saved at the time? Was he? She had repeatedly suspected it before but

after all these? However, he said it clearly and unambiguously. He

Charlotte? Because he loved Charlotte so much that he regretted having sex with another woman after he was drugged at the time? That’s what

finally got her

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