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“Is it done?” Arthur Goldwood asked when Hawthorn Jones revealed a hidden passageway in his study where Arthur and Holley Goldwood stood in silence, waiting to strike.
“Y-yes.” Hawthorn Jones tap a handkerchief on his sweaty face. “Cain Fay is sleeping on the bed in that room.” His voice shook beyond his control as his trembling fingers pointed at a solitary room in his study.
“Good, you will be handsomely rewarded. Now leave.” Arthur guided Holley out of the passageway and into the room where Hawthorn Jones just pointed.
Hawthorne Jones took a long last glance at the room where Arthur and Holley went in. Although the Fay’s were not to be messed with, but so were the Goldwood’s. He was confident that the Goldwood wouldn’t let him suffer the consequences when the Fay decided to take revenge. After all, if he goes down, the Goldwood’s would go down with him.
He could only take one side, and he made his stance. However, if everything goes smoothly like what Arthur Goldwood promised, he might have both powerhouses to his side.
As he was thinking to himself, cold sweat never ceased trickling from his trembling body as he made his way out from his study.
“He is all yours.”
Arthur whispered to Holley’s ear.
Holley didn’t respond. Her full attention was at the sleeping man who dominated her mind and heart for years.
Finally! Finally! Cain will be mine!
“Remember, after several minutes, the effects of the drug will kick in. Cain will wake up from the intense heat of his body.” Arthur reminded and chuckled. “You sure you can handle that, cousin?”
“If it’s Cain, I can handle anything,” Holley replied without a second thought.
Arthur shook his head and made his way out of the room. Before he closed the door, he reminded again, “The camera is already rolling, and your parents will arrive shortly. Remember the plan, after an hour, we will ‘accidentally’ barge in here. Got it?”
Holley nodded, her eyes locked on Cain, and Arthur went out with a shook of his head.
As soon as Holley and Cain were left alone, she crept to the bed. Leaning in, she took a closer look at the man’s sleeping face.
Cain’s lovely face remained unmoved and very much asleep. Holley body’s flared as she caressed the man’s chiseled face, excitement and anticipation were burning in her eyes.
“It’s your fault, you know,” she whispered. “If you haven’t broken our engagement, I wouldn’t be forced to resort to such methods. I love you so much . . . But why can’t you love me back?”
As if possessed, she cupped Cain’s cheeks and brought her lips to his.
She savored the delicious feeling of his lips before she stuck her tongue and parted his mouth, delving into a whole new world within.
Holley was lost in the moment of ecstasy that she didn’t notice the supposed sleeping man was moving his tongue against hers, making her swallow something.
Holley almost choked when Cain’s tongue went deeper in her throat that she unconsciously swallowed her saliva together with that bitter taste powder-like substance. She was in heaven when Cain finally reciprocated her feelings, not minding one bit that it was probably the drug at work.
She opened her eyes and gazed at the handsome man who she loves for so long. Cain’s eyes were opened while his face was ice-cold as ever –– until he broke into his not so usual grin.
“Me’ beauty sure is aggressive,” Cain said with a low, crisp voice.
Holley’s eyes widened. This is not Cain!
Before she could scream, her body trembled like it was electrocuted, and she slumped motionless on the bed.
Her senses were working, but her body was in a death-like state and she couldn’t find her voice.
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