Chapter 63
Trent was burning with lust. His hands were hovering right in front of Melody’s chest. He came so close to getting the woman he’d been obsessing over naked!
“Who the hell are you?” he roared as he felt the sharp pain around his neck.
With great difficulty, he managed to turn his head around. Upon seeing that it was Ashton, he blew his top. “It’s you, you piece of trash! Who gave you the nerve to ruin my fun?”
At the same time, Melody’s moans grew louder and more feverish.
Ashton arched an eyebrow, and, in a single motion, he threw Trent aside like a bag of trash. Trent slammed into the wall and let out an agonized howl.
Meanwhile, Ashton walked over to Melody. Before he could even say anything, Melody, who’d lost all control of herself, threw herself at him and wrapped her arms around his neck, gasping with desire, “I feel so hot… It feels like my body’s about to explode…”
Ashton’s expression darkened. He channeled a wisp of inner energy into Melody, temporarily staving off the flood of her lust.
Just how much aphrodisiac did that lowlife put in her drink anyway? Now that the drug had entered her bloodstream, things were a little trickier to handle.
“I’m getting you out of here.”
“A–Ashton? You came back?” Melody was thrilled to see Ashton.
“Let go of my woman!” Trent roared in a frenzy.
He lost his mind when he saw Melody clinging intimately to Ashton. He grabbed a beer bottle and swung it right at Ashton’s head.
After all the time he spent on this plan, just to claim Melody for himself, he wasn’t going to let her escape right at the very last minute.
“You’re asking for it!” Ashton snarled.
Dark sparks flickered in Ashton’s menacing eyes. Before the bottle made contact with him, he grabbed Trent by the throat and hoisted him into the air.
“Let go of me! Do you know who I am? If you touch even a hair on me, I swear you’ll die a miserable death!” Trent threatened.
He went pale as he kept thrashing about, trying to break free. “Help! Someone! Come here now!”
Alas, he’d forgotten that he’d cleared everyone out to avoid any untimely interruptions and ensure a perfect night for himself.
“It’s so warm… I want it…”
Melody had lost all ability to think. She began sticking her hands under Ashton’s shirt, her hot breath washing
over him.
Ashton could feel her blazing body pressing against him, and his eyes darkened with fury. He glared at Trent, snarling, “Trash like you don’t even deserve to be called a man.”
“W–What are you doing? Put me down at once! I-“Trent let out a scream.
Suddenly, his eyes widened and turned bloodshot. His legs failed around as an excruciating pain ripped through
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his lower body.
After the pain, he felt a chill running down his spine. He had the feeling that something had fallen off. His
manhood had been broken.
The lower half of his body was now covered in blood. “W–What did you do to me?”
“I’ve seen to it that your line ends with you–permanently. This is the punishment I’m giving you,” Ashton said before tossing Trent aside in disdain.
“You castrated me?”
Trent lay on the floor, his vacant eyes filled with fear and hatred. But alas, he didn’t have the slightest bit of strength left in him. The emotional anguish, the pain, and the severe loss of blood soon made him pass out.
“I want it… Give it to me…”
Under the effects of the aphrodisiac, Melody grew even wilder. Every last shred of her rationality had been overtaken by her lust. She practically glued herself to Ashton.
Ashton shook his head helplessly. Even though Melody had brought this upon herself, out of consideration for Sylvia, he had to do something about this.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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