"I've been waiting for you for so long, and I'm worried about you." Devin walked to her, looking at her amorously.
Savannah resisted the urge to throw up, went around him to go downstairs.
"It's getting late," she said, "I must leave now."
Everything was done. Now it was time to leave as soon as possible.
"You can't leave so soon." Devin's expression changed. He ran after her.
"Didn't you say what you wanted to say? And I've heard it." She didn't stop. She felt sick to stay here!
Devin's eyes suddenly darkened. He grasped her wrist, pulling her into his arms!
Savannah gnashed her teeth and tried to push him away, only to find that she had no strength to resist. Devin picked up her easily, walking to his bedroom on the second floor.
"What are you doing!" Savannah screamed as she struggled in panic.
To her horror, she found that the more she struggled, the weaker she was.
In the end, all her strength was gone.
Her body began to get hot, and her mouth dried.
In fact, she had already felt a kind of strange heat inside her when she was in Devin's study. But she thought it was because she was too nervous and did not care too much.
Her heated blood coursed through her, making her extremely uncomfortable, and her consciousness slowly faded from her brain.
"Devin... You drugged me!" She suddenly realized.
Red wine!
He must have put some drug in the wine!
"Oh, you seldom come, and of course, I shall give you a good reception. Rest assured, this drug will not hurt you, it will only make us play more happily." Devin made no secret of it, and an evil smile played upon his lips. He kicked the bedroom door open and threw her on the bed.
"Fuck you! Let me go..." Savannah gathered all her strength to avoid Devin's touch.
"Don't forget, you gave yourself to me this time! Since you came to my home at night, don't you want to make up with me?" Devin grasped her chin and flashed a conspiratorial grin at her.
"Make up with you? Impossible! If you let me go, I can pretend as if nothing happened; otherwise, your uncle won't spare you!" In her final effort, Savannah turned her head away.
The smile died on Devin's lips. He did not let her go but grasped her chin more tightly, "I wondered why you suddenly changed your attitude to me and said uncle abandoned you... Sure enough, it was a lie! Oh, you came for the design drawing, right? You went into my study just now, didn't you?"
Savannah clutched the sheet under her body, her face pale.
Devin knew he was right when he saw her expression.
His face was distorted with fury.
She was not trying to make up with him!
She was here tonight to get the design drawing back for Dylan!
She was his fiancée! How could she be so nice to another man!
Boiled with rage and jealousy, Devin leaned down and ran his hands over Savannah.
She must have taken a USB flash drive with her!
Savannah struggled and turned over, falling to the ground. She almost fell out, but she knew she couldn't!
It was not easy to get the design drawing, and she could not let Devin take it back!
She bit her lower lip hard so that the pain could keep her awake. She raised herself on her elbow and crawled toward the bedroom door.
Dylan -- where are you...
Come and save me...
Before she knew, her long hair was seized by Devin. A sudden stab of pain shot through her head. Devin snatched her up and threw her into the bed again!
"Give it back to me!" Devin approached her with clenched teeth, like an evil beast.
She got up and steadied herself with her hands on the bed.
Devin put up his hands and was about to tear her dress when the bedroom door was kicked open!
Shocked, Devin turned around and looked into Dylan's red eyes. Before Devin could say anything, he was picked up and threw against the wall. He emitted a wail, falling to the ground.
Two bodyguards came in and immediately restrained Devin.
Savannah was greatly relieved when Dylan arrived. Her body slumped into the bed.
Dylan strode to pick her up, only to hear the little woman murmuring in his arms, "it's in my USB drive…in my pocket…" Then she lapsed into a coma.
Dylan tightened his arms. In fact, he guessed that Savannah had come to Devin for the design drawing.
But he was still shocked when Savannah really got the file for her. His nerves jumped with anger as he saw what happened in Devin's room. Staring at Devin brought under by the bodyguards, Dylan tried hard to keep his temper. Then he marched out of the apartment with Savannah in his arms.
Savannah unconsciously curled herself against his arms, moving up and down.
It seemed she could feel better in this way.
He realized her abnormality and quickened his pace.
The black Lamborghini was parked in front of the apartment.
He pulled the back door open and put her gently in. Then he straightened up, staring back at the flat.
Sensing that the man was leaving, Savannah caught his forearm from a coma.
"Don't leave me."
Hot... She felt so hot... and she wanted him…
"Be good. I'll be right back. Close your eyes and rest for a while." Dylan touched her head placidly and put the soft cushions under her neck, allowing her to lie down in a comfortable position.
Touched by him, Savannah felt a little better. She groaned and closed her eyes.
Dylan closed the door and strode back into the apartment.
"Ah... Help... Ahh... Stop it... "
In the living room, Devin screamed and cried once and again.
Taken downstairs by Dylan's bodyguards, Devin was now being punched and kicked.
The two bodyguards had been with Dylan for a long time, and they knew what Dylan wanted without his orders.
Dylan stared silently at Devin, his eyes cold, unfathomable.
"Stop." He signaled to the bodyguards.
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