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    But for some reason, his calls wouldn’t go through.


    Rachel whimpered, struggling as she kept pulling at her clothes.


    Seeing her like this, Brian pulled her into his arms. Their skin touched, and it seemed to calm her down a little.


    He knew the only way to help was to sleep with her, but after everything that had happened between them, she would probably hate him even more when she came back to her senses.


    Brian was only human, and with her pressing against him, her warm skin and flushed face made it harder for him to ignore his feelings.


    But he knew she wasn’t thinking straight, so he forced himself to stay in control.


    The hotel room was dark, with only a little light.


    Holding onto the little bit of rity she had left, Rachel slowly opened her eyes.


    When she felt someone holding her, she weakly whispered, “Trey…”


    “Trey?”


    No one could imagine how much that name hurt Brian. Even now, she was thinking about Trey instead of him.


    When she didn’t hear a reply, she panicked. Trey had taken her homest time she was drunk. If it wasn’t Trey with her now, then who could it be?


    “Trey, is that you?” Rachel asked again, her voice shaking.


    If it was someone else, she didn’t even want to think about it.


    “Who are you? Please, let me go! Give me back to Trey!” Rachel pleaded, tears falling down her face.


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    She trusted Trey’s character—if he arrived, he would definitely take her to the hospital. Right now, he was herst hope, and she couldn’t afford to let go of it.


    When the man didn’t respond, Rachel panicked and tried to crawl toward the door. But Brian’s arms were like iron, holding her tightly. There was no way for her to get away.


    “Please, I’m begging you, let me go! Just let me go!” Rachel cried, gasping for breath.


    But another surge of pain hit her, making her body go weak.


    Brian, as if punishing her, grabbed her hands and pressed them against his chest. His lips brushed against her ear, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine.


    “Are you in love with Trey?” he whispered.


    Rachel was too out of it to recognize Brian’s voice. The drug hadpletely taken over her senses. She just kept shaking her head, unable to think straight.


    Seeing her reaction, Brian felt a sense of satisfaction.


    He smirked, effortlessly pulling her onto hisp before asking again, “If you don’t like him, then why were you calling his name?”


    “Because only… only…” Rachel struggled to get the words out, her voice weak. “Only he can help me now.”


    Brian finally let out augh.


    He knew Rachel wouldn’t fall for some inexperienced guy.


    “Please, there are plenty of other women out there. Just let me go. Besides, I already like someone else.”


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