Chapter: 448

But how could Bethany understand that now? Her senses dulled by the drug and alcohol. Her vision blurred, she reached out, touching him randomly.

Jonathan perceived her actions as a challenge.

“Bethany, wake up!"

"Don't you want to have sex with me? I feel uncomfortable. I'm burning up..."

Jonathan's forehead was lined with tension, the blue veins prominent as he struggled with the situation.

The more he tried to pull away, the tighter she clung to him.

Despite the pain causing him to hiss, he gritted his teeth, determined.

He refused to take advantage of Bethany in her inebriated state. She was not sober, but he was.

“Bethany, let go," Jonathan said, managing to get the words out.

"No!" Bethany even smiled, her words slurred. "Your body feels hotter than mine..."

"Bethany!"

"It's so hard." She touched his hard member.

Jonathan felt as though his sanity was fraying. "Don't regret this when you wake up."

"No, I won't..."

In a moment of weakness, he kissed her, and began to make love with her.

To Jonathan, the reality felt surreal, as if he were dreaming.

It had been so long since they had been intimate; she might be in pain now. She bit his shoulder, snapping him back to reality.

“Ouch... Jonathan, it hurts..."

“Bite harder!"

This pain was the only thing that felt unmistakably real to him.

This was no dream; it was the reality he had not allowed himself to imagine for the last four years.

Meanwhile, Ryan had taken the last flight to Brokdon.

The good news was that the flight was available, and he had successfully booked it.

The bad news? The flight was delayed and didn't depart until the following morning.