At first, Evelyn Grant thought the drug he had given her would simply leave her weak.
Until...
Every inch of her skin burned as if on fire. Yet, paradoxically, the places Julian Sterling touched brought a soothing relief.
A primal urge drove her to seek more of his touch, to submit to him.
But what little rationality she had left was still fighting a desperate battle.
"Let me go..."
Evelyn Grant gritted her teeth, trying to escape the old house and get outside while she still had some shred of consciousness.
But that was obviously impossible.
It took hardly any effort for Julian Sterling to drag her back and trap her once more.
"Why put on this pointless struggle? What's with the act? It's not like you haven't slept with a man before!"
The mere thought that Evelyn Grant had actually slept with some other man sent Julian Sterling's fury skyrocketing.
