Chapter 32

Malia had thought that by now she wouldn't still be under the influence of the ap*******ac Pearl had given her. 

But she was wrong.

The fluffy feeling of the robe felt like too much sensation to her burning skin. She could feel how hot her cheeks were. And the sight of Grant, merciless, bound up, and naked before her wasn't helping at all.

In the back of her mind, Malia knew she was acting out of line. She knew that this wasn't her, she wouldn't behave in such a promiscuous manner. She would never tie him up to begin with. But she wasn't thinking straight. 

Her breaths came out hot and hard. She took a shaky step toward Grant. His eyes darkened and he watched her with the eye of a hawk that had sighted its prey. It turned her on so much she couldn't believe the moisture that trailed down her thighs.

Ah, she should've asked Pearl for an antidote before asking Caspian to take care of her.

"Malia, I can help you," Grant said with a knowing