She felt like she was flying in the air.
She just knew that she had come to a very quiet place, and there was even no sound from outside. She didn't realize that she had been drugged until a heavy body pressed on her.
She didn't touch anything except that glass of wine. So it must be the wine that had something to do with the wine.
The man on top of her lowered his head into her neck, and the hot breath was spreading over her ear. She wanted to escape, but he clasped her head with his strong hands so that she could not move at all.
"I didn't expect you to still have the strength to struggle after being drugged." The man's flirtatious voice came from above her head, and she tried to struggle, but she had no strength at all.
On the other side, Scott was sitting in the car with one hand holding the steering wheel and the other hand holding the mobile phone.
However, the person on the other end of the phone still didn't answer, which made him a little impatient. "Damn it, where the hell are you?" Finally, he threw away his cell phone and looked around absent-mindedly.
However, at this time, the phone on the chair rang. Seeing the caller ID, he quickly pressed the answer key. "Where are you?"
The only thing he wanted to know now was where she was.
The voice on the other end of the phone was not from Michelle, but a man, "I'm sorry, sir, I found this phone."
Scott just gave him a cold look. When he looked at the woman lying on the sofa, he found that several buttons of her shirt had been unbuttoned, and her skirt had been torn. His anger rose again. He turned around, grabbed the middle-aged man's arm and beat him up.
"Damn it! How dare you to touch my woman!" Scott lifted the middle-aged man's shirt with his hands and lifted him up from the ground. Before he could speak, he punched him again.
The middle-aged man was beaten to the ground and could not get up for a long time. Walking to the sofa, Scott stooped and lifted her up. Then he strode out of the box.
Michelle didn't sweat profusely and her face was flushed. It seemed that what she had taken was just common comatose drugs.
After returning to the hotel, Scott did not have the room card of Michelle so he could not open the door and could only put her on his bed.
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