Chapter 31
Oric smirked, his tone teasing “You’ve a nice figure.” he remarked before shutting the door and leaving the room
A sudden thought struck Oric. Wait a second when she yelled at me earlier, she didn’t stumter
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Oric absentmindedly wiped the water droplets from his bare chest. The droplets were cold, but as his mind replayed the scene in the bathroom, a strange warmth surged through his body.
A spark ignited deep within Osric, spreading rapidly like wildfire. His heart raced, pounding harder with every beat
“This isn’t right, Osic told himself, shaking his heail. Sure, Amaris has a nice figure, but I’m not someone who will lose control over a single glance Then it hit him—the soup
Oric’s eyes narrowed. That bowl of soups kate misted he drink. She said it was from Grandma, Could it have been tampered with? he wondered.
Before Oric could dwell on it further, the bathroom door creaked open. Amaris walked out, wrapped in nothing but a towel, muttering under her breath
Amaris trote the moment she spotted him and quickly timed to bolt from the room. She cured her semble sense of direction.
Meanwhile, every room in this house looked identical, and this wasn’t the first time Amaris had walked into the wrong one.
Twice in two days! Ostic will never believe it’s an accident: Amaris thought.
Her checks burned with embarrassment as Amaris passed his bed, doing her best not to make eye contact
Just as she reached the door, a strong hand grabbed her wrist and yanked her backward. Amaris fell onto the bed, and before she could react, Orie loomed over her, his tall frame pinning her in place.
“Running away: What for?” Osric asked, his voice husky, dripping with something she couldn’t quite place. You come in here half–naked–don’t tell me this isn’t intentional.”
“Ostic kissed her By now, he was almost certain Amaris had teamed up with his grandmother to set him up.
“Oric scoffed internally. She keeps insisting she doesn’t want to marry me, but her actions are telling a completely different story.
If she’s so eager to throw herself at me, then fine–I’ll grant her wish
“Oric, let go of me! What happened to our truce? I walked into the wrong room again!” Amans protested, her voice flustered and sharp.
Amaris’s embarrassment was palpable, but to her surprise, his kiss wasn’t entirely unpleasant. Her thoughts betrayed her, flashing back to the earlier moment in the bathroom–Osric’s bare chest, strong and toned, with abs that were undeniably appealing
“Wrong room? Twice in a row! Do you think I’m stupid? Stop playing coy, Amaris, Osric teased.
The light floral scent of gardenias lingered in the air, wafting from Amaris’s skin to Osric’s senses. It was intoxicating, far too familiar, stirring memories be thought he’d buried long ago.
“Fiora “Ostic murmured.
Tonly
y it were Fiora lying here with me instead, Osric thought hitterly
But as the name slipped out of his lips in a daze, Amaris, who had just closed her eyes, snapped them open
Without hesitation, she reached for his shoulder and pinched a nerve near his scapula. Then Osric let out a sharp yelp, and before he realized what was happening, she flipped him off of her. ‘Osric, you’re such a creep!” she snapped, glaring at him.
“Not as bad as you drugging me. That’s low, even for you” Oric retorted, trying to move but finding his neck and shoulders unnaturally stuff
Ostic frowned, wondering. What does she do to me? Drug?
Amaris, already half way off the bed, turard to look at him. That’s when she noticed his reddened eyes and flushed skin. Something was clearly
Wrong
Soon, Amaris stepped closer and grabbed his wrist, pressing her index and middle fingers against his pulse.
Amaris’s eyes widened as realization dawned. Damn, Who gave him something this strong? No wonder he suddenly turned into a deranged beastf she thought.
11:00 AM
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sporting her canvas bag on a chair nearby, Amaris rummaged through it and pulled out a small pill Without giving him a chance to moved to shove it into Ovic’s mouth.
“What is that?” Osric demanded, his voice wary, his eyes narrowed.
“If you don’t want to spend the whole night soaking in cold water, just swallow it!” Amaris snapped, her tone exasperated.
Still suspicious, Osric glared at her, unmoving, Amaris shrugged and turned to leave. “Fine. Suffer, then.”
True to form as soon as Amaris made it to the door, Osric caved. “Wait” Smirking, she spun back around, walked over, and forced the pill into his mouth before he could protest further
Love and
Oric grimaced as he swallowed, the bitter taste making his throat constrict. Before he could react, Amanis swiftly pulled a needle from her bag jabbed it into his thigh without warning.
