His Devious Love✓(Book 1)

Dream

"Do you want to eat something?" he asked firmly, eyes deeply focused on her.

She shook her head.

"I still feel dizzy; I'll probably vomit if I eat something," he said, nodding his head.

"Sleep then." He pointed towards the bed.

"H..here?"

"Yeah, or where?"

"I mean, it's your bed, right?"

"And you are mine too." Again, the same answer.

"No, I am not. Stop saying this again and again. Why are you doing this?" she asked, frustrated by his actions.

"What exactly am I doing?" he asked, walking towards her.

She gulped, seeing him standing so close to her.

**Annie's POV**

What is happening in my life?

What is happening to me?

I looked into his eyes; he was still staring at my face.

Why does his gaze feel so intense to me?

Am I still under the influence of that drink?

Wait, I forgot to ask him—what was in that drink?

I am so embarrassed about whatever happened in the club.

"Why did I feel like that in the club? You said that drink was alcohol-free, then?" I want to know what exactly happened to me.

"I am sorry for that. The drink was spiked," he answered calmly.

"WHAT!!!!" I couldn’t help but exclaim loudly.

A spiked drink?

Why?

I don’t even know any of them!

They were all his friends!

"Your friend gave me that; did you ask him to do that?" I don't know why, but I still believe he wouldn’t do this.

His eyes narrowed at me.

He chuckled.

"And why would I do that?" he asked, wrapping his arms around me, pulling me closer.

He is behaving like my boyfriend.

We aren’t in a relationship. And the way he is behaving, I doubt that it will ever happen.

Once I am out of here, I am not going to meet him again.

He isn’t the same person who took me to the shopping mall.

He was so caring, and he... I don’t know how to describe him.

I know those boys needed punishment, but not that brutally.

Okay, if I set that aside, he is still so dominant and controlling.

I don’t want my partner to be like this.

"Are you thinking that I took advantage of you?" he whispered, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Who knows?" I whispered back.

I know he didn’t.

Maybe I am pushing his buttons, but I don’t want to be near him.

"You know I could fuck you right there if I wanted, and you would be begging for more," his tone is calm and husky, sending vibrations through my body.

How can he say this so easily?

He is so shameless!

"Am I saying anything wrong?" he smirked. I looked away.