Chapter 42 My Fiancé.

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The calm atmosphere of the room had now become ambiguous as the two body on the bed intertwined.

Reagan felt a strong familiarity with her body, like as if they had done this before. Stella laid powerless on the bed. She tried to hide her moans but Reagan kept hitting her on the right spot.

" Let it out baby, I want to hear it." Reagan said as he trailed kisses down her slim white stomach. Seeing her not giving in, he hit her right on the spot again and the whole room was filled with moans.

He smiled. At this point, Reagan thought Stella was already his wife. He totally forgot that she was just helping him out.

After an hour and half, they both laid on the bed to catch their breath. Reagan held her in his arms and kissed her forehead. Stella had already fallen asleep.

Reagan looked at her face closely and just then, the girl from that night flashed in his eyes. He cleaned his eyes and looked at her again, slowly, the blurry image of the girl from that night became clear. It was Stella.

Reagan hugged Stella's sleeping body and made her rest her head on his chest. He couldn't hide the joy he was feeling in his heart.

He held her tighter and closed his eyes before eventually falling asleep.

The next day. 4am in the morning.

Sophia opened her eyes only to see that she was in an empty room. The only light was a candle that was lit and placed close to her.

She stood up and found her phone and Reagan's phone close to her. She picked it up and turned on the light. She walked towards the door and twisted the handle.

When she walked out, she was shocked to see that she was in the middle of nowhere. She looked around but couldn't find any house.

She looked back at the house and saw that it was a one room house with thatched roof. The door had holes on it and they were only two windows and they were both broken.

The house was old and abandoned. Sophia quickly opened her phone and dialed her bodyguards number but they was no internet. She sent a message but it was still on hold and it would be sent when she got to were they was internet.

She walked some miles and finally found a house. She ran towards the house and saw a middle aged man.

" Hello." Sophia said as she approached the man. The man stopped what he was doing and looked at Sophia.

" May I help you?" He asked.

" Yes please, where am I and how do I get back to the city?" Sophia asked.

" Do you have a number you can call?" The man asked as he eyed Sophia's body.

" Yes I do." Sophia replied.

" Ok, walk a few miles to the right and you will find network connection there." The man replied.

" Ok, thank you." Sophia said then quickly walked towards the direction the man pointed for her.

When she got to the place, her phone beeped as messages came through. She quickly dialed her bodyguard's number and told them her location before ending the call.

She glanced at her other hand and that's when panic hit her. She was with Reagan's phone and he was still in the hotel room, alone and he was drugged.

What has she done. It's been more than six hours since she gave Reagan the drug and he had already started reacting when she left.

She looked at the timer she set and saw that it had gone off more than six hours ago. Oh no, what condition will Reagan be in now.

What was she thinking. She has killed Reagan. She drugged him and left him. He must be dead by now. Sophia now regretted taking his phone from him. He couldn't get any help and Blake wasn't around.

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