Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 194

You'll have to come up with a really good excuse for why you're tied up like a turkey. Try anything stupid, and I'll leak the audio to the cops."

"Madeline, stop! Come back here!"

Liliana's hysterical shrieks were cut off as the heavy hotel door clicked shut.

Panic finally set in.

Liliana knew exactly how potent that incense was.

She had used it on Lucius recently, and the effects had been overwhelmingly intense.

Now, confined to the bed, the drug was already flooding her system.

A wave of suffocating heat washed over her. It felt like millions of tiny ants were crawling just beneath her skin.

She was writhing, desperate for release, but the ropes dug into her wrists. She didn't even have the strength to scream for help. She had essentially drugged herself.

Out in the hallway, loud, obnoxious laughter echoed near the door.

Sheri had brought half a dozen of the city's most notorious trust-fund brats right to the suite.

These men were notorious for their complete lack of morals, thinking with their zippers and treating women like disposable toys.

They were already practically salivating. "Come on, Sheri," one of them slurred. "You said there was a solid-ten waiting to play a little game with us. Where is she?"

Sheri giggled, hiding her wicked smile behind her hand.

She pointed straight at the door Liliana had booked, swiped the keycard, and pushed the door open, practically shoving the men inside.

"She's right on the bed, boys. Make sure you show her a really good time!"

Sheri slammed the door shut behind them, the loud click of the lock sealing the trap.

Standing alone in the hallway, Sheri couldn't suppress her triumphant smirk.

She lived for the chance to drag Madeline through the mud.

Years ago, Lucius had insulted her, claiming she wasn't worth a fraction of Madeline's fingernail. Sheri had never let that go. The resentment had festered for years.

Why did a nobody like Madeline get to marry a billionaire, while Sheri spent years networking and couldn't even land a decent rich boyfriend?

The second her hands were free, Liliana, completely consumed by the drug, lunged forward and threw her arms around him.

The men exchanged dark, predatory glances. They had been ready to back off, but her desperate clinging entirely shattered their fragile self-control. This was Lucius's fiancée.

Opportunities like this didn't exist.

Plus, Sheri had hyped her up as the untouchable heiress of the mysterious Prescott family.

The allure of defiling top-tier society royalty, combined with the heavy scent of the incense in the room, obliterated whatever basic human decency they had left.

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Meanwhile, Madeline leaned heavily against the wall near the elevator, desperate to escape the building.

She hadn't accounted for the lingering effects of her recent concussion.

Her body was still fragile, and she had definitely inhaled a tiny fraction of Liliana's aphrodisiac before leaving the room.

Now, her head was spinning, and her legs felt like lead.