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    She pushed against him with all her strength, desperate to break free from his grasp.


    But the drug’s effect had made Noah unnervingly strong.


    His grip tightened even more, restricting her breath.


    A low, guttural growl rumbled from Noah’s throat. His eyes, wild and unfocused, mirrored those of a man lost to desire, devoid of all reason.


    He lowered his head, his lips grazing Sadie’s neck in a fevered, aimless search for sce.


    “Noah! Come back to yourself!” Sadie’s voice rang out, sharp and urgent, as she struggled in vain to escape his grasp.


    “I’m burning up… I feel so hot…” Noah murmured, his voice husky and faint. His body pressed against Sadie’s, as if trying to merge with her.


    Suddenly, he pushed Sadie onto the bed.


    Sadie gasped in shock, her back mming against the mattress. The impact sent pain shooting through her, bringing tears to her eyes. Noah’s weight bore down on her, immobilizing herpletely.


    “What are you doing, Noah?” Sadie asked, her voice shaking with fear.


    Without a word, Noah’s lips found hers, sealing them with a forceful, iming kiss.


    Shock widened Sadie’s eyes. She pushed against him with all her strength, but he was immovable.


    His kiss was intense, filled with raw desperation and possessiveness.


    Tears spilled from Sadie’s eyes.


    “Noah, please, let go of me…” she pleaded in broken whispers, but Noah seemed deaf to her cries.


    He clung to her, kissing her with wild fervor. His hands moved over her body, pulling at her clothes.


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    In moments, Sadie’s casual attire was in tatters, her wless skin exposed.


    “No, stop…” Sadie’s voice was stifled by sobs, her spirit sinking into fear and despair.


    She realized the gravity of the situation…


    At that critical moment, a flicker of recognition crossed Noah’s eyes.


    He abruptly stopped, his breathing ragged in the silent room. As if burned, he released Sadie and staggered toward the bathroom.


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    The sound of water filled the air, masking Sadie’s quiet, trembling sobs.


    Curled up on the bed, Sadie clutched the remains of her clothing, trying to cover herself.


    Tears silently streamed down her face, soaking the pillow beneath her.


    The sound of running water persisted from the bathroom.


    For an extended period, it didn’t stop.


    Unease mounted within her.


    She nced toward the bathroom, her gaze locked on the frosted ss door that veiled her view.


    Was Noah okay?


    The thought struck her forcefully,pelling her to action.


    Disregarding her disheveled appearance and bare feet, she hurried to the bathroom.


    “Noah! Noah, are you alright?” Sadie pounded on the door, her voiceden with panic and urgency.


    But the only sound was the continuous rush of water; no reply came.


    A heavy dread settled in her heart.


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