Entangled in the Night: Unable to Escape Him-Chapter 105: You Don’t Want Me to Be Your Antidote?

Chapter 105: Chapter 105: You Don’t Want Me to Be Your Antidote?

The hallway’s lights were dim, Chloe’s voice soft and gentle.

Silas held Chloe’s soft body, inhaling her familiar scent, feeling as if he had returned to five years ago. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

To the time when he held Sienna.

Back then, her body was just as soft, and her voice just as gentle.

And those captivating peach blossom eyes that sparkled charmingly with tears.

Silas’s heart sank suddenly, his hands tightened instinctively around Chloe.

He stared at her slightly flushed face, his voice hoarse and deep.

"Why is it so hot?"

Chloe was too weak to stand, her hands wrapped around Silas’s neck as she looked up at him.

Due to the drug’s effect, she was breathing heavily: "I, I was drugged, someone wanted to take me to a room, Silas, save me."

Silas knew well she was like this because of the drugs, yet he couldn’t help the movement of his Adam’s apple.

Lowering his gaze to Chloe: "Want me to be your cure?"

The man’s handsome face held a faint smile, his deep eyes like bottomless pools, just one glance and one would be lost.

It was this kind of man back then who captured the heart of the young and naive Sienna.

Chloe’s heart raced a little, quickly avoiding Silas’s gaze.

"No, I want you to help me find a doctor."

Silas bent down and held Chloe in his embrace, glancing at the server beside them.

With an unreadable tone: "Since you want so badly to go into that room, I’ll fulfill your wish."

After saying this, he signaled to the bodyguard behind him.

The bodyguard unceremoniously grabbed the server’s arm, dragging her towards the room.

The server cried out in fear, begging: "No, please don’t throw me in there."

With a "bang," the room door was closed, inside came the server’s screams along with a man’s lecherous laughter.

Hearing these sounds, Chloe fully understood the situation.

Someone had drugged her, intending for her to be violated.

If she hadn’t encountered Silas, she would be the one in that room being harmed.

With this realization, Chloe couldn’t help but tremble slightly.

Her arms around Silas tightened even more.

Seeing her no longer distant as before, Silas’s lips curled with a hint of a smile.

"Scared now?"

Chloe nestled in his arms, nodded lightly.

Silas chuckled softly: "Now that you’re scared, be good later on."

He carried Chloe into another room, placing her on the bed.

Long fingers gently brushed against her curled lashes.

"Don’t want me to help you?"

Faced with his touch, Chloe felt her body grow more feverish.

She wanted nothing more than to throw herself at Silas.

But her remaining sanity warned her the consequences would be severe.

Chloe’s voice was weak: "Help me find a doctor."

A meaningful smile flashed in Silas’s dark eyes: "It’s pouring rain outside, where can I find a doctor for you?"

Chloe tilted her head, watching the rain battering the window, she furrowed her brows painfully.

She knew too well the power of this drug.

If she didn’t get medical help soon, anything could happen.

Chloe struggled to sit up, "I could take a cold bath."

Seeing her so determined, trying every way to solve it, except with him.

On Silas’s gentle face gradually appeared a crazy smile.

He leaned close to Chloe’s ear, his warm, moist lips brushing her burning ear tip.

His voice low and raspy: "Did Dr. Nash forget, last time you caught cold in the freezer? The doctor told you not to get cold again, or it would affect fertility."

Silas’s voice was like a weak current, carrying a tingling sensation penetrating Chloe’s eardrums.

Making her already uncomfortable body feel even more heated.

Chloe quickly evaded his touch, her eyes filled with uncontrollable passion.

She’d rather find a male model than Silas.

Once she ended up with him, she’d probably fall into his clutches again.

Chloe fought through the pain, picked up her phone and called Jett.

Wanting him to help find a male model.

The only one she trusted now was Jett.

Just as her call rang once, Silas hung up abruptly.

Jett’s name was like a fuse, releasing all the emotions Silas had repressed within him.

Beneath his calm face, veins pulsed, his lips twitched slightly.

Those black eyes gradually clouded with gloom.

She didn’t want him, who was right beside her, but called Jett.

Silas let out a low laugh.

The laughter carried a chilling threat.

His fingertip brushed Chloe’s cheek, his voice laced with danger: "Want Jett to come help you?"

Sensing his danger, Chloe couldn’t help but nod a few times, then shook her head repeatedly.

"I, I want a male model."

Upon hearing this, Silas’s laughter grew more deranged.

How could he let her find someone else? She was his, although he hadn’t confirmed yet if she was Sienna.

But even so, he wouldn’t let another man touch her.

Silas gently swept the stray hairs off Chloe’s forehead, his voice low and hoarse: "I’m wealthier, more handsome, and have better physique than a male model, Dr. Nash, how about considering me?"

Faced with his touch, Chloe was losing control of her body.

She desperately wanted to agree to him.

Yet a voice inside kept warning her this man was dangerous.

Chloe stubbornly bore the physical pain, whispering: "You’re the Prescott Group’s CEO, I can’t afford you."

Silas chuckled lowly: "Considering how well we know each other, I’ll give you a ten percent discount, one million per night, how about it?"

A million per night, why not just rob a bank?

Is he gilded or blooming with flowers?

Chloe bit her lip in anger: "I can’t afford you, if you don’t help me find someone, I’ll call myself."

Just as she tried to reach for her phone, Silas snatched it away.

He gazed at her flushed cheeks, the beast repressed in his heart crazily clashing against its cage.

The scorching atmosphere enveloped Chloe.

He gripped Chloe’s chin, leaned closer to her ear, and softly murmured: "I’ll do it for free for you."

The remaining sanity in Chloe wanted to resist, but under the drug’s effect, she couldn’t possibly resist a man like Silas.

Just when she thought she’d fall into Silas’s fiery pit again, someone knocked on the room door.

Outside came Jett’s urgent voice: "Chloe, are you in there?"