Lock You In My Heart novel 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.

"Gabrielle, what's wrong with you?" Westley asked concernedly.

As soon as Gabrielle raised her head and noticed Westley standing by the bed, she immediately pulled the blanket over her head to cover herself up, ready to hide from this embarrassing moment.

Westley frowned at her reaction when their eyes met. Why was she hiding? She didn't want to see him, or was she dispirited that the person who slept with her last night was him?

This stupid woman! She would rather be violated by that old bastard than let him touch her?

"Gabrielle, take down the blanket. Let's have a talk," Westley ordered in an icy tone. He specially came to the room to see how Gabrielle was feeling once she woke up.

Due to the aphrodisiac in Gabrielle's body, she was exceptionally passionate last night. She was fervent in her movements as they were embedded together. Responding to her actions, Westley's desires were like a ravaging fire in his heart. He spared no means in loving her passionately. He worked her hard relentlessly until she passed out from exhaustion.

Recalling the amorous night, Westley was displeased to see her attitude towards their intimacy now.

Despite having a sheet between the two of them, Gabrielle could feel shivers behind her back from the hints of the coldness of his voice. Thinking that he must be enraged, she meekly pulled down the sheets slowly and carefully. She revealed only her dainty black clear eyes with a hint of uneasiness, looking at Westley jittery.

"What do you want to talk about?" Gabrielle asked valiantly as she tried to sound as normal as she could. She did not want Westley to think that she was afraid or guilty about what has happened last night.

"What do I want to talk about? Don't you remember what happened last night?" Westley smirked. He stared at Gabrielle from above.

Hearing what he said, Gabrielle shrank her neck. She was not able to meet Westley's dreadful face. Indeed, she was very uneasy because she could exactly recall what happened between the two of them last night.