You were at the club last night, drinking and dancing the night out. You really didn't have self-control at that time since you had a really bad day, making you just want to remove all the stress by partying. But of course, it wasn't a good idea since someone had unfortunately drugged your drink and you passed out.

You slowly woke up, rubbing your eyes, and sat up on an unfamiliar bed. You just realized that you're in a man's bedroom. You could even smell the man's scent—strong, manly, addictive, and possession. Zeldun's bedroom.

"You're finally awake," Zeldun said, appearing in the darkness and looking down at you in his bed. "How are you feeling, you little troublemaker?"