Lock You In My Heart
Chapter 85
As Gabrielle came around, she felt a shock wave of pain throughout her body. It seemed like no parts of her body were spared from the pain. Regaining a clearer consciousness, she discovered that her face, mouth and even her lower body were in pain too.
Trying her best to fight her consciousness, Gabrielle looked around to observe where she was; however, everything was foreign to her. She could not recognize where she was and neither did she have any recollection of this place.
Her eyes darted left and right as she frantically tried to piece up the puzzles in her head. Moving her hands around, she noticed that she was lying on a wide bed with nothing between her skin and the sheets. Knowing that she was not wearing anything, she flushed and started panicking.
Taking in deep breaths, Gabrielle thought to herself, 'Where am I? What am I doing here?'
Allowing her thoughts to wander away, her pupils constricted as she remembered what occurred yesterday. Pulling in her thoughts, she remembered that she answered Mr. Smith's call asking her to return to school. However, when she returned to school, she was drugged by that beast and was almost violated by him.
Recalling the aches on her body, Gabrielle sighed. 'I must have been raped by that bastard, ' she thought dejectedly. However, just as she thought of this, the scene of someone jumping in through the window flashed through her mind. 'Hold on, it seemed like someone saved me from that bastard yesterday.' She paused, bewildered by this new memory in her head.
Thinking harder, she realized that it was actually Westley that has heroically saved her from that bastard and was the one that slept with her instead.
Gabrielle immediately flipped the blanket off her body and realized that the night robe was wide open and her body was filled with obvious marks of their deed last night.
By now, she came to terms that something unspoken happened between the two of them.
Utterly ashamed by what had happened, Gabrielle scratched her head as she screamed internally.
At this exact moment, Westley walked into the room and witnessed the erratic state that Gabrielle was in. She sat by the bed with her delicate shoulders and curvy chest exposed, grasping her hair struggling desperately.
'Was she in so much pain as she woke up earlier on?' Westley thought.
with you?" Westley
standing by the bed, she immediately pulled the blanket over her head to cover herself up, ready
didn't want to see him, or was she dispirited that the person who slept with her last
rather be violated by that old bastard than let him
down the blanket. Let's have a talk," Westley ordered in an icy tone. He specially
in her movements as they were embedded together. Responding to her actions, Westley's desires were like a ravaging fire in his
to see her attitude towards their
coldness of his voice. Thinking that he must be enraged, she meekly pulled down the sheets slowly and carefully.
as she tried to sound as normal as she could. She did not want Westley to
about? Don't you remember what happened
meet Westley's dreadful face. Indeed, she was very uneasy because she could exactly recall what happened between the two of them last night.
by marriage and
to be concerned about taking any responsibility." Gabrielle racked her brains to find the words to express her thoughts. What came to her mind at that moment was to assure Westley that she would not bring any burdens to him and she would not ask for any responsibility. However, she noticed that Westley's expression
say something wrong again?
he did not need to be troubled with taking responsibility for her. Generally speaking, after sex, men were most afraid of having to take responsibility for the women. Although it was not the first time that they had been intimate, she still wanted to assure him that she
you have to say to me?" said Westley, gritting his teeth. How he wished he could strangle her or pry open her head to see
think about whatever compensation you want. I'll try my best to fulfil it." Gabrielle tried to suppress the fear in her heart. As she
seemed to have said
offered yourself to get drugged. And then, you used me as an antidote. Now that you're done with using me, you're in such a hurry to draw the
use him as some sort of
an antidote? She thought as a man, Westley would be satisfied to get intimate in such a situation,