NovelEnglishBrad was beyond disgusted with Zara. He pulled out his phone and immediately sent a message to the director of Harborview Hospital, demanding Zara's immediate dismissal for her unprofessional behavior.
It didn't take long for the director to respond. Once he dealt with Zara, Brad noticed that Nadine was swaying, barely able to stay upright.
As soon as he saw her start to slide to the floor, he scooped her into his arms. It was then that he realized- despite the thin fabric between them, he could feel the intense heat radiating from her skin.
"Do you have a fever?" he asked, reaching out to touch her forehead.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJust then, Nadine lifted her arms and wrapped them around his waist. Brad was a man—and a healthy one at that. It had been months since he'd last been intimate with her.
The sudden warmth of her embrace sent a jolt through his entire body, like a drop of water hitting hot oil. Even his usually calm heart began to race uncontrollably.
They were both adults, and there was no mistaking the intent behind her embrace.
At that moment, Nadine still had a sliver of rationality left. As soon as she realized she shouldn't be holding Brad's waist, she forced herself to let go. But the instant she released him, she lost her balance and collapsed softly against his chest.
Her heart was racing, and her breathing grew shallow. Her whole body felt as if it had been electrified- tingling, numb, and unbearably itchy as if thousands of tiny insects were crawling over her skin.
The sensation was both familiar and foreign, instantly bringing her back to that night six years ago—and to that unforgettable evening on New Year's Eve.
Her body felt unbearably weak, her legs like jelly. Fearing she'd fall, she clutched Brad's shirt desperately, using the last ounce of strength to croak out, "I've been drugged!" Then, in a desperate attempt to stay conscious, she bit down hard on her tongue. The sharp pain cleared her mind for a fleeting moment before the haze returned. Once the pain subsided, her senses slipped away, no longer under her control again.
Like a child denied candy, she clung to Brad's shirt, nuzzling against him. Her body was on fire, while his body was soothingly cool. Nadine desperately wanted to hold him, to let him cool her down.
As the drug clouded her mind, she lost all ability to control her thoughts and body. She could only go along with it, swept forward by the tidal wave of desire.
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As soon as her words fell, Brad realized what was going on. The om woman who usually went out of her way to avoid him was now clutching his shirt like her life depended on it and licking his chest like a puppy. He was still a man-one who'd been celibate for months. How was he supposed to resist such temptation? Holding the needy woman in his arms, he made his way to the door and locked it. That simple act made him feel as though he'd just run a marathon.
The woman in his arms was too clingy, sticking to him like a second skin, not allowing him any chance to breathe. Nadine had even undone every single button on his shirt.
Her delicate, pale fingers traced slow circles on his chest, while her bright ΟΙ red lips kissed him here and there, NO.
leaving a trail of saliva in its wake.
"Give it to me! I need it! Don't you dare run away from me!"
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