the phone to call Eddie.
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Chapter 215 No Turning Back
Just as she flipped over, his burning <b>palm </b>cupped her face.
A possessive kiss crashed down on her.
His breath was scorching<b>, </b>and even his lips felt searing hot.
Ste’s pupils contracted sharply, her breathing tightening. “Abraham, wake up, you- you need to wake up….”
But the rest of her words were swallowed by him.
–
And with them<b>, </b>not just Abraham’s rationality disappeared so did Ste’s.
Her own reason was teetering on the edge.
Ste <b>had </b>always liked Abraham.
She didn’t even know when her feelings had crossed the line from siblings to something else.
The affection that had built up over the years had long since sunk into her bones.
Looking into Abraham’s slightly dazed eyes, Ste’s heart trembled. “Abraham.”
If he were sober, then maybe…
But he wasn’t. Especially after drinking- he never remembered anything afterward.
If something really happened between them now, even if he was the one taking the initiative, she would still feel like she was taking advantage of him.
“I’m <b>not </b>that noble, but you have to wake up, you have to stop,” she whimpered.
But the next second, he easily pinned her hands above her head.
The moment her nightgown was pushed up, Ste felt her blood freeze.
She grabbed onto his strong wrist “Abraham.”
But a secondter, he seized her handpletely, leaving her no room to struggle.
The heat pouring off his body filled the entire room, thick and suffocating.
The air itself seemed drenched in desire, and Ste’s breathing grew more and more frantic.
“Ste, be good,” he said, his deep voice rough and husky.
The moment she heard him say her name, Ste’s mind buzzed.
He knew. He knew it was her.
–
Ste’s <b>misty </b>eyes looked up at Abraham’s face the only face she had ever thought of as truly beautiful, unmatched by
anyone else.
“Abraham..” she whispered.
And in that instant, her reasonpletely snapped.
Abraham held one of her wrists, his other hand slowly tracing the contours of her face.
“So good, he murmured<b>. </b>
It was a sleepless night.
By six in the morning. Ste sat on the bed, staring nkly at the sleeping Abraham.
She looked down at her chest <b>and </b><b>arms</b><b>. </b>
The bruises scattered across her skin told the story of how wild the night had been.
She <b>exhaled </b>a long <b>breath</b>.
What have I done?
Her gaze fell on the gray scarf tangled in the mess of the bed sheets.
It was Abraham’s and the dried bloodstains on it only hammered the truth of what had happened deeper into her mind.
Ste covered her face. Tin doomed, she muttered.
<b>Panic </bpletely overwhelmed her.
The zing passion of the night had faded, leaving only a cold, terrifying rity. What am I going to do?
Her phone vibrated on the nightstand.
Ste picked it up and <b>saw </b>that it was Eddie calling.
She nced at Abraham, still sound asleep, then hurried into the bathroom to answer. “Eddie.”
Eddie’s frantic voice exploded through the phone. ‘Are you all dead in there? I’ve been ringing the doorbell nonstop! How’s your brother?”
Ste fell silent.
How is hel
<b>Looking </b>at the marks on her neck in the mirror, she nearly broke down all over again.
I really did it… I really did something <b>with </b>Abraham… What am I supposed to do?
“Ste: Ste?!
“Ah-
I’m asking how your brother is! Victor said someone drugged him!”
Ste’s breath hitched. So it really was a drug
If he was <b>this </b><b>out </b>of it just <b>from </b>drinking, and he’d been drugged <b>too</b>… then he definitely wouldn’t remember anything.
Thinking about <b>how </b>Abraham probably wouldn’t remember a thing <b>from </bst night, Ste didn’t <b>even </b>know whether to feel
relieved or devastated.
Her whole world felt like it had exploded.
“He’s fine. I found <b>some </b>medicine <b>and </b><b>gave </b>it to him,” she quickly made up <b>a </b>lie.
Eddie sounded doubtful. “Medicine? Where’d you find that?”
Who would just have that kind of antidote lying around?
And besides, they were staying at Pluehville Hill – not exactly home base.