Chapter 15. You Don't Belong Here

"Ngh... Jaxon, slower— ahh!"

I covered my mouth and quickly hid behind the wall. I forced my two palms to cover my mouth so that even the wind would not make any noise. Jaxon was sharp in everything and I was afraid that he could hear my heartbeat.

'What the hell...' The thirst I felt was gone and the scenario I accidentally caught was worse than any dry throat I was feeling.

Helene was laid on the table while Jaxon was thrusting inside her. He took the water and poured it into her mouth— mouth to mouth like a ravish beast that was craving its prey.

That was all I witnessed but it was like a mantra that Jaxon's every move played over and over again in my mind. It took my reverie, and because I didn't want to see what would happen next, I hurriedly ran.

I ran like I was a criminal who did a hideous crime and as soon as I took my first step, I stumbled.

I tried to stand up again but it was only followed by another trip. My knees turned to