Chapter 443

Vivian Bennett rubbed her throbbing temples.

She grabbed a silk nightgown and walked into the bathroom.

Warm water enveloped her body, washing away the fatigue from drinking.

The lemon-scented aromatherapy provided by the hotel filled the air.

Her muddled thoughts gradually cleared.

After drying off, she stepped out barefoot.

The hem of her nightgown swayed gently with her movement.

The silk fabric clung to her curves.

The spaghetti straps revealed her delicate collarbones.

The skirt barely covered her knees.

Warm yellow light cast a hazy filter over the room.

It beckoned her to sleep.

She lazily walked toward the storage cabinet.

She wanted to find the hair dryer for her damp hair.

Her fingertips brushed against the edge of the drawer.

She could barely keep her eyes open.

Suddenly, a scorching chest pressed against her back.

Alcoholic breath warmed the back of her ear.

She jolted awake instantly.

Her elbow jerked backward violently.

But the other person easily caught her wrist.

"Who is it?"

The man skillfully twisted her arms behind her back.

He slammed her entire body against the cold wall.

The fabric of his suit pants rubbed against her skin.

It caused a faint, stinging sensation.

The lights suddenly went out.

Darkness swallowed her vision.

The sounds of her struggle were stark in the silence.

But they did nothing to loosen the restraint behind her.

A familiar scent of cedarwood mixed with alcohol assaulted her senses.

Her heart tightened.

A warm palm suddenly slipped under her nightgown.

She gasped in shock.

"Let go!"

A low, hoarse chuckle sounded by her ear.

His fingers grew more audacious in their exploration.

Electric tingles shot up her spine.

She couldn't suppress a slight tremble.

"Compared to those worthless men..." His burning lips brushed her earlobe. "Am I the only one who knows how to truly please you?"