Damn.
In fact, he should have thought of it. Otis had almost forced Joyce to drink that glass of red wine, so it was impossible that there was nothing wrong with it.
Now, he was getting hotter and hotter, and his throat was so dry.
It was such a familiar feeling.
It took him back to the night more than four years ago when he was drugged, chased down and forced to fall into a river. At that time, Joyce used a boomerang dart to drive off the killer and save him with her virginity.
The same burning sensation… He was feeling like he was burning all over and all his cells were about to explode.
Just, it shouldn't be like that.
Otis was very sophisticated and did not seem to be that impatient. How could he put aphrodisiac in the wine?
Damn, it's a good thing she didn’t drink that wine.
He felt dizzy in his head and he was a little unsteady on his feet. His back was leaning against the rapidly rising elevator, which made him even more dizzy and uncomfortable. Every second was such a torture to him.
He kept looking at the floor number, and waited anxiously before they got to the top floor.
Joyce found that he was more and more strange. His sculpture like perfect cheeks were now tinged with scarlet, and his already good-looking face was even more sexy and charming. His forehead was covered with thin sweat, and his thin lips were slightly open, gently gasping for breath.
Could red wine even be that strong?
At this time, the elevator stopped with a "Ding".
The elevator then opened up.
"Do you want me to help you back to your room?" Joyce asked kindly.
After all, he drank so much only because he wanted to take her away from Otis' box.
Luther took a step out of the elevator and waved his hand at her, "No, you hurry back to your room, and leave me here."
What was left of his sanity told him that he'd better be alone for the time being.
"But, you don't look like you're feeling well? Should I help you get some medicine?" She wasn't quite sure, but obviously he looked out of sorts and was walking with an unsteady gait.
"No need. You should just go back now." He almost growled out, and his tone full of impatience.
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