Charlie spoke up, "We were there with him as well, so we brought him back."
Flabbergasted, Summer just stood there watching them carry Mark into the bedroom, and they came out after laying him on the bed.
"We'll leave Mr. Valentine in your care now; he's all yours!"
Charlie kicked Billy in the back as soon as the words left his lips. Sighing, he said, "Don't take his words to heart. We'll be leaving now. Good night."
With that, he brought blabbermouth Billy along with him and left.
Summer then went into the bedroom, and her gaze fell upon the sleeping figure on the bed.
To have fallen into his current state, he seemed to have drunk a lot. However, it gave him an extra touch of nonchalance and an air of gracious informality on top of his gorgeous appearance, making him look even more attractive and desirable.
Walking over to his side, she bent slightly and took off his leather shoes.
She thought to herself, 'This man always looked so mature and collected. What could have made him
drink till this current state?'
Her gaze shifted to his lips, and it was slightly chapped. She turned and left the room to get a glass of lukewarm water.
Sitting by the bed, she lightly poked his shoulder." Hey, get up and have some water."
Mark scrunched up his brows, but that was all. She then poked him again, harder this time.
Instantaneously, he woke up, but his eyes were halflidded, and they looked slightly bloodshot. However, they were still a pair of mesmerizing yet bottomless dark orbs that seemed to stare into her soul.
She felt uneasy about being peered at so intensely. Shifting her eyes away, she passed the glass of water t o him. "Here."
When she heard no response, her brows furrowed in confusion, and as she was turning back to look, his arm pinned her down onto the bed with him.
Crunch.
The glass fell and shattered.
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