No sooner had the words left her lips than Noreen felt his mouth on hers.
Her thoughts scattered in the haze…
She felt as if she were drifting helplessly in the middle of a vast ocean, tossed by the waves with no control, sinking and rising with the current.
She had no idea how much time had passed. At some point, Noreen’s hand fumbled blindly across the sheets, mumbling, “Where’s my phone?”
“What do you need your phone for?”
“To transfer money.”
She couldn’t just sleep with him for nothing, right?
She vaguely heard him chuckle, his breath growing heavier. “I’m more than willing to let you have me for free.”
And with that, he bent down and kissed her again, his tongue tangling with hers, the kiss deepening, growing more heated.
By the end, it wasn’t just Noreen who lost control.
He did too. His movements turned rough, overwhelming her, and her nails instinctively dug into his back.
“Slow down… please.”
It had been too long, and even with the help of the medicine, she was struggling to keep up.
…
When Bianca arrived, Lillian greeted her personally at the entrance.
Seeing she’d come alone, Lillian asked, “Where’s your husband? Didn’t he come with you?”
This whole charade was meant for Seth anyway—if he didn’t show, what was the point?
“He’s on his way,” Bianca replied. “He’ll be here soon. I haven’t forgotten about him.”
“Good.”
Lillian led Bianca to the private room they’d reserved.
The first to arrive after them was Jude.
After all, Bianca had invited him.
As he stepped in, Jude asked, “Where are Healy and Seth?”
“Seth’s on his way. I’m not sure about Healy,” Bianca answered.
Jude frowned. “Healy lives closer than me—he should’ve been here before I was.”
“I’ll give him a call.”
Jude teased, “Wow, Seth’s so thoughtful in private. Who would’ve guessed?”
“Trust me, he’s always been that way with Bianca,” Lillian said knowingly.
Bianca ignored their teasing and decided to head out anyway.
But just then, a loud crash sounded over the line, followed by a muffled groan of pain from Seth.
“Seth? Seth, are you okay? What happened?” Bianca’s voice rose in panic.
There was no answer, just the chaotic blare of car horns.
Bianca’s heart pounded as she kept calling his name, her anxiety mounting.
Three agonizing minutes ticked by before Seth’s voice came back, weak and strained.
“I was in a car accident…”
Without hesitation, Bianca and Jude rushed outside.
Lillian should have gone with them, but right now she was more concerned about Noreen.
She quickly made up an excuse about needing to settle the bill, promising to meet them at the hospital later.
Jude sprinted off to get the car. Bianca waited by the entrance, only to spot a familiar face she hadn’t expected to see.

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