The Fragrance Queen's Final Note novel Chapter 15

"I'm warning you, don't do anything stupid. If you dare touch me, it won't end well for you!" Queenie warned him again.

The man was already losing his patience, licking his lips as he started unbuttoning his shirt. "Don't worry. If I have the guts to touch you, it means someone's already got my back."

"Who? Who put you up to this?"

Queenie glared at him, her eyes burning with pure hatred.

"You don't need to know that. I'm going to take a shower. Then I'll come back and show you a real good time."

The man didn't need to force himself on her. He knew what was coursing through her veins. Once the drug fully kicked in, she would be begging for it, and that was way more fun. He just had to be patient.

Hearing the sound of the shower turn on, Queenie fought with everything she had, relying on sheer willpower to force some strength back into her limbs.

She stumbled to her feet. She only had one thought: she absolutely could not let that creep get his hands on her!

Using every ounce of her remaining strength, she dragged herself to the door and pulled the handle, only to realize it was locked from the outside.

She yanked on it frantically, but it wouldn't budge. Desperate, she rushed back to the bed to dig through her purse for her phone.

Only then did she find her phone was gone.

She stumbled over to the hotel's landline, but the cord had been completely severed.

That creep had deliberately cut off every possible avenue of escape!

With time running out, she noticed the window was wide open. She dragged her heavy body toward it.

Reaching the sill, she looked down. Below were just air conditioning units and a drainage pipe.

By this point, the drug in Queenie's system was fully taking hold.

Her body was growing unbearably hot, her skin prickling as if a thousand tiny needles were piercing her all at once. If she didn't leave right now, she was going to be dragged straight into hell...

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