Eloise’s breath trembled as the room spun violently, her head throbbed as if drums were pounding behind her eyes. Her limbs felt like wet sand, heavy and useless. She could move, but barely, as if her strength had been siphoned out of her body.
She tried to wriggle out of his arms when Luther scooped her off the floor and placed her on the couch. He chuckled at her attempt, finding her adorable as she looked like a baby trying to move.
“ Don't fight it, darling, the drug is powerful, the more you fight it, the more paralyzed you'd feel.”
Eloise opened her mouth to scream, but all that came out was a weak, broken sound like a whimper, muffled by the wind.
She felt her back land on the couch and she immediately moved, wanting to get away desperately. The moment she saw that he didn't tak
