?Chapter 726:


    The strange unease inside me only grew stronger, and my body became warmer, but I gritted my teeth, pushing through the difort as I pressed him further. “Tell me the truth!”


    But just as I said that, the heat overwhelmed me, and I stumbled toward Martin, losing my bnce.


    “Watch out!” Martin caught me effortlessly, his arms wrapping around my waist as if to hold me together.


    Still dazed, I looked up at him, our gazes locking for a long moment, frozen in time.


    Then, out of nowhere, I felt something hard pressing against my leg.


    My curiosity piqued, I shifted slightly to figure out what it was.


    “Don’t move!” Martin gasped, his voice shaky, and I could feel him tense up.


    The realization hit me instantly, and my face flushed with embarrassment. In a sh of anger, I shoved him away and yelled, “You pervert!”


    Despite my sharp words, the strange sensation within me only intensified, and a small part of me found myself yearning to be closer to Martin.


    Martin stepped back, his back hitting the wall with a thud, and he rubbed his forehead with one hand, his voice thick with something unspoken as he asked, “Haven’t you noticed?”


    I stared at him, my mind racing as I responded, “Noticed what?”


    Taking a deep breath as if to steady himself, Martin said, his voice dropping to a low, steady tone, “We’ve been drugged.”


    “Drugged?” The word hit me like a shockwave, and suddenly everything made sense.


    The heat that had been creeping over me ever since I stepped into the basement, the way my body felt flushed and feverish—it all clicked. At first, I thought it was just adrenaline, the result of being in a high-pressure situation, but now, looking back, it was clear this heat was abnormal. It felt… off.


    A terrifying thought flickered through my mind, and my stomach dropped. “Could it be… we’ve been given some sort of aphrodisiac?” I asked, barely able to get the words out.


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    Martin’s face tightened as he nodded, his breathbored and ragged, sweat streaming down his face as he fought the drug’s effects. “It’s… very likely, and… I think I got the worst of it.”


    Hearing that, a storm of emotions swirled inside me—shame, anger, fear—all of it crashing together. Antoni’s sinister n was bing all too clear. He had set this trap, and now we were caught in it.


    What exactly was Antoni trying to do?


    Makenna’s POV:


    My head was spinning, and the heat coursing through my body felt unbearable, like I was trapped in the heart of a zing fire. And yet, in the midst of it all, the only person who seemed capable of saving me was Martin.


    Just like me, Martin’s eyes were growing unfocused. What had once been clear, intense eyes were now clouded with confusion, and a dangerous energy seemed to radiate from him, making my heart race uncontrobly with panic.


    I shook my head, trying desperately to clear my foggy thoughts. But then my gazended on Martin’s impossibly handsome face, and an absurd thought hit me like a lightning bolt. I wanted to kiss him.


    The moment that thought entered my mind, my face burned with embarrassment, and my heart hammered against my chest as if it might explode.


    Shocked by my own feelings, I bit my lip hard, the sharp pain snapping me back to reality and silencing the reckless urge that had surged through me.


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