EVANGELINE
I wasn’t sure exactly what was slipped into my drink, but it was clearly an aphrodisiac. Nothing else would explain the feelings within my body.
I’d never taken one before, but I knew that it was only a matter of time before I truly lost control of myself, and the last thing I wanted was to embarrass myself in public. I could feel my control slipping away with each passing second.
Every man I looked at seemed like a potential partner. All I could see was the curve of their lips, the muscles carefully concealed beneath their clothes and how good they smelled. It was f*****g torture… worse than any Haze I had ever experienced.
I nearly sobbed.
Whoever was behind this was truly cruel. I couldn’t even begin to think of anyone who could possibly gain anything from this, not even
