Leila clearly remembered the plan. The drug Aria provided was designed with a delayed onset.
They had calculated the timing perfectly.
The effects were supposed to hit the exact moment Melanie stepped inside the suite.
Aria had sworn up and down that the aphrodisiac would strip away her strength, warp her mind, and leave her utterly helpless.
There was absolutely no way she could have escaped.
Yet...
Where was she?
Panic had seized Leila's chest.
"Mr. Warren, please, let me explain! I swear I didn't set you up! I'll go find her right now..."
Her pleas had been silenced by a vicious backhand across the face.
"Find who? You'll do just fine!"
He had thrown himself onto her like a starving predator. She fought back wildly.
But the harder she fought, the harder he hit her.
Pinned down and battered, she had been consumed by a wave of suffocating regret.
If she hadn't given him that goddamn enhancement pill, she might have actually had a chance to fight him off.
Fueled by the drug, the old man had possessed a terrifying, unnatural stamina. He had ravaged her for hours, leaving her a bruised and broken mess.
Afterward, she had spent an eternity violently retching over the toilet, weeping until she had no tears left.
She had tried to clean herself up before dragging herself to Dominic's room, terrified he would be utterly repulsed by her.
But she deliberately chose not to change her ruined clothes.
She needed him to see exactly how much she had sacrificed for his success.
"Dominic..."
She forced out a fragile, pathetic whimper.
She had to spin this nightmare to her advantage. She needed to manipulate his guilt, forcing him to take responsibility and finally marry her.
"I did all of this for you. As long as it helps you secure the deal, I... I don't care what happened to me..."


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