This brute, not only did he violate her, but he also even had the audacity to ask who she was?!
“You monster! You violated me, and you're so nonchalant about it. I swear, I'll make you pay!” Lexi said, frantically searching for something to cover herself with.
She tried to rise from the bed, but her legs were weak and shaking, unable to support her weight. Her nightgown, torn into shreds by this brute, was no longer of use.
Out of desperation, Lexi grabbed the bed sheet and wrapped herself in it.
Her words exploded like thunder in Callum's mind. What did this strange woman just say?
Did he violate her? Impossible!
Callum rose from the bed, but before he could utter a word, Lexi's piercing scream cut him off, “Pervert! Put some clothes on!”
It was then Callum realized he was stark naked. He hurriedly pulled on his boxers, unable to believe what he was hearing, “You, last night, you were...you weren't Buttercup?”
“What are you talking about? You are absolutely shameless! I will make sure you pay the price!” Lexi was in tears. She never imagined herself in such a situation.
Callum felt a cold sweat breaking out as he looked at the crying girl in front of him. He could not believe he had lost himself to alcohol and violated a woman. He was a complete bastard.
But who was this girl? Why was she in Natalia’s room?
Callum took a step towards Lexi, intending to ask her something. But Lexi screamed and backed away, “Don't come any closer! I'm calling Natalia!”
As she reached for her phone, Callum snatched it away.
“Shh!” Callum tried to calm her down, “You're Buttercup’s friend, right? I'm her friend too. I won't hurt you.”
Lexi was left without any way to call for help, but she refused to give in. Despite being as pale as a ghost, she glared at Callum. “Do you think Natalia would be friends with you? You're an embarrassment to her. Now, get out of here!”
Callum tried to soothe her, “I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... I thought you were Buttercup... I...”
A spark of realization flickered in Lexi's eyes as she straredat the tall British guy in front of her. “You, you wouldn't happen to be the Callum that Natalia talks about, would you?”
Callum was taken aback, he couldn't believe that Lexi knew of him. “How do you know?”
“Don't tell Natalia about last night...” Callum begged. He couldn't believe he had slept with Natalia’s friend. How was he going to explain this?
Lexi looked at Callum with disgust. “And to think Natalia thought you were a gentleman. You're nothing but scum!”
Feeling the woman in his arms go limp, Callum panicked. He only wanted to stop her from screaming and alerting Natalia, but he had no intention of causing her to pass out.
What was he supposed to do now? What if Natalia showed up at any moment?
Would she look at him with the same disgust as Lexi did when she found out what he had done?
No! He couldn't let Natalia see this.
Callum's mind was racing. No matter what, he couldn't let Natalia find out. He couldn't let Natalia leave him.
He was sorry, but he had no other choice. He quickly tidied up the room and then called Rita. His body was already weak, and after the events of last night and the shock of the morning, he was barely able to stand.
Soon, following Callum's instructions, Rita pulled up in her car outside Natalia's apartment. As Callum hoisted a woman over his shoulder, Rita rushed over in a flurry. "Mr. Callum, you're still not feeling well, you can't be wasting your strength like this. Let me."
Although Rita was a young woman, she was actually Callum's private bodyguard, possessing impressive physical prowess and skills.
Seamlessly, Callum handed over Lexi to Rita, casually reminding her, "Careful now, don't wake her up."
"Yes, boss, I definitely won’t wake Ms. Clarkson..." Rita's words trailed off as she realized that the woman she had taken was not Ms. Clarkson at all.
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