Chapter 493 - He Is Her Antidote (Part 3)
Explore the latest events in "Noble Pampering: Demon CEO's Relentless Entanglement" Chapter 493: Damn brat!He wanted her to drug Asher Land, not Sophie Smith!He strode to the door...
Damn brat!He wanted her to drug Asher Land, not Sophie Smith!
He strode to the door in three steps and banged on it loudly.
"Open the door!"
"Second brother, Little Sophie is in your hands. Make sure sheās comfortable." Outside, Irene Mortonās silvery laugh could be heard.
For Godās sake, she has such an innocent face, yet her mind is so scheming.
"If you donāt open the door, when the third brother gets back, Iāll blame everything on you, believe it or not?"
"Second brother, weāre in this together. You slept with Brother Asherās woman, yet you have the nerve to blame me?"
Luke Landās mouth twitched; he really had been outsmarted by a little girl.
"You drugged her, I just wonāt touch her."
As long as he didnāt touch Sophie Smith, Asher Land wouldnāt do anything to him.
"I did the drugging, but the idea and the drug were both from you. Iāll just deny everything when the time comes." Irene seemed unafraid. "Oh, by the way, not wanting to touch her doesnāt mean you wonāt. Youāll find it irresistible..."
What does she mean?
Luke Land heard the sound of Irene descending the stairs. He kicked the door a few times, but perhaps Irene had said something to the servants, because no one came to open the door.
Soon, he understood what Ireneās words meant.
A surge of restless heat bubbled up inside him. He leaned against the door, crouched, breathing heavily.
That girl, she drugged him too?
It must have been that glass of wine.
The more Luke Land thought about it, the more annoyed he became...
Sophie Smith sat on the cold floor, inhaling, exhaling, but still unable to calm the shameful desire within her body.
She had heard the conversation between Luke Land and Irene Morton. Were they really so eager to ruin her relationship with Asher Land?
How ridiculous, resorting to such despicable means.
The breathing in the room grew heavier and heavier. Sophie Smith felt as though she was about to suffocate; she couldnāt take it anymore,...
Having wandered through countless affairs, Luke Land naturally knew the potency of the drug, more importantly, Irene was ruthless, the dose was strong. If one took the drug and was not satisfied for a long time, theyād be as good as dead or lose half their life.
Without thinking much, he laboriously lifted his foot and walked towards her.
"Donāt come over..." Her voice was tinged with a hint of seduction, her eyes full of panic, like a startled little hedgehog, her entire being rejecting his approach.
Luke Land tried to steady his breathing before speaking slowly.
"Do you want to die?"
"What do you mean..."
"If this continues, weāll die." He emphasized his tone, sort of threatening her. He grabbed her and threw her onto the bed.
"I beg you, donāt!" She clutched her clothes tightly, her legs retreating nonstop.
"What are you acting so reserved for? Itās just sleeping together once. Itās no big deal, better than dying, right?"
Luke Land had lost patience. He didnāt want to die from an aphrodisiac; it would be so embarrassing to admit.
"Iād rather die than let you touch me!" Sophie Smithās voice was trembling violently. She bit her lip hard, and immediately, a strong taste of blood spread.
Luke Land knew this woman was stubborn. If he really killed her, or slept with her...
He grabbed her phone from the table and found Asher Landās number.