By the time Allen woke up, it was almost eleven in the morning. The bed was cold, meaning Luken got up early and might have left the villa. He groaned at the sharp pain in his lower back and recalled how Luken had attacked him with his immense stamina. Dragging himself out of bed, he stepped into the bathroom to take a quick shower.
While letting the water wash over his aching body, he thought about many things. After what happened last night, Luken must still be angry with him, so it was appropriate for him to leave. Allen felt sad about this. Now not only was he unable to pry into the facts anymore, he seemed to have been taken prisoner on purpose. Sighing, he rushed out of the bathroom before putting on his sweater and shorts, shivering from the cold.
He stepped out of the room, he sa
