Leila blinked, still disoriented as she looked around. Her gaze landed on the tall man standing in front of her, and she couldn't suppress a startled gasp. She instinctively pressed her hand to her chest, quickly turning her back on him.
Her wet dress clung to her body, accentuating every curve. Her attempts to hide herself only made her more alluring in the dim light.
Charles' throat tightened as he swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing uncontrollably. He crouched beside the bathtub, extending a large, commanding hand to grip Leila's chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.
"Don't tell me you didn't realize you've been drugged, woman?"
Drugged?
Leila stared at him blankly, still too sluggish to fully process what he was saying. She frowned, her brow furrowing in confusion.
Charles let out
