Chapter 255
Darcy Harrington's white fingers gently stroked and touched Waylon Gray's face, following the angular movement all the way down and finally.
Stopping at Waylon Gray's heart, she let out a faint breath in his ear. "I am the person in your heart."
I had to say that Darcy Harrington was very smart. She knew how to provoke a man's desire discreetly, especially when Waylon Gray was drugged and the whole person's willpower was the weakest.
But between a few words, the clamoring desire in my heart was almost gushing out.
Darcy Harrington's body was in his arms, Waylon Gray slowly put his arms around her shoulders, his breathing became heavier and heavier. "Are you Alena Wright?"
Darcy Harrington was still secretly proud and immediately became stiff when she heard Alena Wright's name.
She clenched her fists and was going crazy with jealousy.
Why did Waylon Gray remember Alena Wright at this time?
Was Alena Wright the most important person in his heart?
'It was not her!'
She would never allow this to happen.
Darcy Harrington gritted her teeth. She suppressed the jealousy and anger in her heart, tried her best to get her body close to Waylon Gray, and rubbed her body against his.
"Yeah, you say who I am. Anyway, your love for me is enough." When the voice fell, Darcy Harrington proactively touched Waylon Gray's lips with her fingers.
Even if Waylon Gray was about to lose his mind, he felt that the person in his arms was someone else.
She was not Alena Wright.
Waylon Gray's head tilted. He avoided Darcy Harrington's kiss and threw away Darcy Harrington's body. He staggered in the other direction.
For tonight's plan, Darcy Harrington had gone through some careful dressing. Everything from head to toe was well-planned. Even the ten-centimeter high heels on her feet were selected wisely.
It's just that she didn't expect that Waylon Gray would suddenly reach out and push her away.
Darcy Harrington was unable to defend herself, thus she fell backward.
Fortunately, someone pulled her in time. Otherwise, Darcy Harrington would definitely fall into shit.
When she stood firm again, the man's figure had completely disappeared. There was no trace of Waylon Gray in the hall.
"Damn it!" With a low curse, Darcy Harrington stomped her feet proudly.
However, she also knew that it was not the time to pursue these matters. Waylon Gray's current situation was very dangerous. She had to find him quickly so as not to let the unknown woman be cut off.
On the other side, Alena Wright was entangled by several men then finally broke free.
She coldly warned. "The hotel is monitored. If you keep entangled, I will definitely sue you for sexual harassment."
Hearing this, the men looked at each other and after cursing a few words, they left unwillingly.
Alena Wright breathed a sigh of relief until their backs completely disappeared.
The situation now was so dangerous. She was a woman alone and helpless. If these guys were really brave enough to do anything to her, then she would really say that every day should not be done and the ground would not work.
Holding her chest and panting, Alena Wright leaned against the wall and looked at the sensual hall. Suddenly, she completely lost interest.
She was about to turn around and leave. But in a peripheral vision, she saw a figure staggering.
Alena Wright was taken aback but it was Waylon Gray.
Just looking at him, it seemed something was not right.
At this time, Alena Wright could no longer care about the contradiction between the two. If something happened to Waylon Gray and she just watched then she could not forgive herself.
She chased after him and didn't even think about it. She saw Waylon Gray when she pushed aside the crowd.
At this moment, he looked a little embarrassed. The hand-made suit jacket had no idea where he was going. The collar was loose and revealed delicate clavicle and bronze skin. His forehead had been wet with sweat. His face was abnormally flushed.
Looking at him like this, Alena Wright was taken aback.
Before he could react, Waylon Gray only knew he had fallen on the ground.
Alena Wright didn't even think about it. She immediately stepped forward to support him and dragged him back to her room.
There was a sudden silence back in the suite. Alena Wright also had the intention to carefully look at Waylon Gray's situation.
Although she didn't know that Waylon Gray was given medicine. She could see that Waylon Gray seemed uncomfortable at this time. He kept pulling on his clothes. There were some strange noises in his throat.
"Waylon Gray, what's the matter with you?" Alena Wright panicked and the two quarreled, but she didn't want to see Waylon Gray's accident.
"Hot. Hot." The intermittent voice came over and Waylon Gray barely opened his eyes. In the dimness, Alena Wright's face seemed to become particularly clear.
"Hot? Wait a minute, I'll turn on the air conditioner." Alena Wright said, turning around to leave but was pulled by her wrist.
Waylon Gray reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at her. His thin lips moved slightly. "Alena?"
"It's me. Wait, I'll turn on the air conditioner now." Alena Wright tried to take her hand out but Waylon Gray grasped it tighter.
She frowned suspiciously and could clearly feel that the temperature of Waylon Gray's body was getting higher and higher. His hands that she was holding felt like a stove, it was frighteningly hot.
"Waylon Gray, what's wrong with you?" At this time, Alena Wright didn't completely understand it. She seemed to have thought of some possibilities but she couldn't believe it.
This was Waylon Gray. Who would drug him desperately?
But what happened next made Alena Wright realize how dangerous the situation was.
Waylon Gray squeezed her hand into her arms then leaned over and pressed him down.
The distance between the two people quickly narrowed. Alena Wright could even feel Waylon Gray's desperate desire to restrain it.
Alena Wright opened her mouth.
"Don't talk." Waylon Gray gritted his teeth. There were big beads of sweat on his forehead that fell down. The blue veins on the arms propped up on both sides of the material.
Seeing such a scary scene, Alena Wright's eyes widened in horror. She wanted to touch Waylon Gray's cheek, but she froze in the air again.
In order to ensure that there was nothing wrong, the drug that Yves kelly prepared was extremely fierce, and ordinary people could hardly resist it. If it weren't for Waylon Gray's amazing willpower, I was afraid it would have become a natural instinct of a man in his heart.
But even so, he couldn't last long, not to mention the woman he loved so much, so his sanity collapsed inch by inch.
Waylon Gray crazily wanted the woman under him. His hoarse voice sounded horribly sexy at this moment. "Alena, can you give it to me?"