Chapter 92 Last Night


    Reluctant to let go entirely, Lucas restrained himself after just a little taste.


    As he eased off her, he reclined on the bed with closed eyes and slow breaths. The lingering fragrance of passion intermittently


    wafted over him. It was sweet yet torturous. After a while, he opened his eyes and gazed at Marion. She was


    wrapped around him, and he let out a resigned chuckle.


    His tolerance for alcohol might have beencking, but his courage under its influence was undeniable.


    Marion, on the other hand, had a peculiar dream. In it, she was a rabbit, suddenly kissed by a sheep grazing on grass. The


    sheep was apologetic and offered her


    some grass to eat.


    Just when Marion thought she had encountered a polite gentlemanly sheep, it abruptly stood up, tore itself open, and revealed a


    wolf with glowing red eyes.


    Preparing to escape, Marion found herself pinned down by the wolf, which sensually licked her body and seemed to savor her


    like preparing a meal for consumption. And when Marion thought the wolf might spare her, it suddenly opened its bloodied


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    When Marion opened her eyes realized she was just dreaming. However, as she assessed her current situation, she suspected


    she might be dreaming within a dream. She hastily pinched her cheek, and the pain made her aware that it was not a dream.


    “Are you awake?” Lucas, now awake as well, sat up, and his loosely fitted cor instantly revealed arge expanse of his white


    yet toned abdominal muscles.


    Marion turned her head and was met with the sight of those well-defined abs, and her face exploded in embarrassment.


    “I, you, we-”


    Marion felt like crying. How had a few sips of wine led to this situation?


    “What are you thinking?”


    Her head throbbed as Lucas pulled her braided hair.


    Marion cautiously turned her head and met those dark eyes. She forced a smile. ‘ Mr. Craig,st night, we didn’t, you know, do


    anything, right?”


    Lucas got up and leisurely fastened the third button of his sleepwear. As he bent down, he asked, “What’s ‘anything’? Miss


    Marion, if you don’t exin yourself,


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    it''s hard for me to answer your question.”


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    His breath enveloped her suddenly, and Marion felt the heat on her face. Feeling guilty, she dared not look into Lucas’s eyes. “I-I


    didn’t offend youst night, did I?”


    The tremble in her voice was evident.


    It was early morning, and they were both lying on the same bed. Not only that, Marion had been clinging to Lucas like an


    octopus. She was going to copse.


    Cassie had warned her about getting drunk, but Marion never thought she would go this far!


    “What do you think?”


    The man snorted, straightened up, and confidently left the room. As the door closed, Marion finally dared to lift her face, which


    had turned almost purple with embarrassment.


    Lucas’s words indicated that something extraordinary happenedst night. The question was, to what extent?


    Regaining someposure, Marion quickly shifted her body and checked for any difort.


    Soon, she discovered that not only was there no difort, but she was also still wearing the dress she had onst night.


    That realization brought tears of joy to Marion''s eyes. At least, it proved that she did not drunkenly force herself on Lucasst


    night!


    It was good news indeed!