PopularNovelChapter 279 **Bamboo Grove** It was well past midnight when Mila finally received a call from her legal team. The lawyer on the other end sounded frustrated.
"You didn't get anything?" she asked, trying to keep the disappointment out of her voice.
"We thought Lysander would leave the club with Giselle, maybe catch something intimate like a kiss or at least a lingering touch-but he left on his own!" Mila paused, surprised. "He was alone?" "Yeah. Completely." A video popped up in the group chat. Mila tapped to watch. The footage was clear -Lysander, tall and striking, strode out of the club's front doors alone. He moved with that steady confidence she'd cto associate with him, slipped into a waiting Rolls-Royce, and vanished into the night.
No Giselle. No evidence. Just Lysander, disappearing into the shadows.
Mila hadn't expected this. For a moment, she let herself feel the sting of disappointment-she'd been so sure they'd finally get the hard proof they needed. Still, her team had waited outside the club all night. That sort of dedication deserved something. She sent a generous tip to the group chat and urged them to keep trying.
*** The room was pitch dark.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGiselle's skin burned, her body consumed by a sudden, overwhelming desire that drowned out every rational thought. She lost herself, demanding more, taking everything she wanted.
The man in her arms was just as eager, his passion matching hers.
The air was thick with the scent of lust, every sound tangled with heat and longing.
On the nightstand, a tiny camera blinked quietly, recording everything.
*** Dawn crept through the curtains.
Giselle woke feeling like she'd been run over, sore in places she hadn't expected. She let out a soft, involuntary moan, but the smile tugging at her lips was unmistakable.
The man beside her was still asleep, his strong arm draped around her bare waist, holding her close. Giselle nestled deeper into his embrace, her body pressed against his in an intimacy that left no room for doubt.
He was hers. Finally, he belonged to her.
She traced her fingers over his hand, then leaned up, aiming to kiss his jaw. But as her gaze landed on his face, her blood ran cold.
A split second later, her scream shattered the morning silence.
The man jolted awake, clutching his throbbing head as he sat up. The blankets slid down, exposing his bare chest. He looked around in confusion-then his eyes met Giselle's, just as naked and just as shocked.
For three long seconds, the room was frozen.
Then the man let out an even louder, more piercing scream.
Before he could finish, Giselle clamped her hand over his mouth, pinning him beneath her. For a moment, a dangerous glint flickered in her eyes, but it vanished as quickly as it came.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Don't scream!" Ryan's eyes widened as he looked up at her, suddenly aware of their skin pressed together. His face flushed a deep red. He nodded furiously.
The moment she let go, he scrambled for the sheets, trying to cover himself— then, realizing Giselle was even more exposed, he hurriedly wrapped the covers around her instead, cheeks burning as he fumbled for words.
"Gi-Giselle, I... How did we...?" he stammered.
He was completely bewildered. How had he ended up here? And how could he possibly have slept with Giselle? None of this made any sense.
Not that he really minded.
*** Giselle was just as stunned.
She wrapped herself in the covers, jumped out of bed, and rushed to the nightstand, quickly stuffing the tiny camera and her phone into her purse before Ryan could see. Only now, with the cold air prickling her skin, did she start to think clearly.
What the hell happened?
She'd drugged Lysander-she remembered that much, She'd m brought him to this room herself. So ΕΠ why was Ryan in her bed? Where was Lysander? And the most terrifying question—did Lysander know she had tried to drug him? Ryan, still sitting on the bed and looking pale, watched her anxiously. "Giselle, are you okay?"
"Shut up!" Giselle snapped, unable to hide her panic. Her carefully crafted charm and elegance crumbled as she glared at him. Ryan flinched, shrinking back into the sheets. He didn't dare say another word.
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