Chapter 63

Caroline’s POV

I couldn’t wait for him to open his eyes. I grasped my wrist and foot, both of which he had tied to me. Then I put on my clothing. Fortunately, he did not appear to go absolutely insane and did not shred my clothes. As I walked down the steps, my hip ached. Because alcohol poisoned my brain, I can’t recall where we walked last night. In my haste to go, I forgot I was dizzy and had a hangover. I stumbled down the steps and braced myself for a fall. An arm, though, was wrapped around my waist.

I didn’t have to glance back to see who it was, since I recognized the form and firmness of these arms right away. I’ll just disregard what occurred as long as he acts as if nothing happened between us. I may need to attract him, but I don’t have to do so with my body. Furthermore, I can seduce him with nothing more than my word.

“Let go of me,” I said sternly when I could grasp on and obtain support from the handrail. But how can I dominate this man if he does n