Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford )
Chapter 50

Chapter 50

"Sir, I just gave her the drugs. That woman is also in the room. This time, it'll definitely be a success."

I began to feel scared. Where was this place? Why were my eyelids so heavy?

"Stephie..." A hoarse voice tickled my car, followed by quick breathing. There was also ant undisguisable rush of... lust.

All of a sudden, a heated kiss was forced on my lips. I was now fully terrified and shocked.

Where was this? Where was 1?

"Mmh..." A low moan escaped my throat. I tried my hardest to resist and to open my eyes, but I

couldn't do it no matter how hard I tried.

"Stephie..."

He kept calling my name, but he still felt very unfamiliar to me.

Our bodies touched rapidly, and I could feel the desire that he was trying his best to suppress.

It almost seemed like he treasured my body and didn't want to hurt me.

"I'm sorry... Stephie... I can't control... my body," he apologized in a choked-up voice. He seemed to be in agony, like he wasn't fully conscious. After that, I completely gave up on resisting and lost consciousness once again.

"Mmh..."

After some time passed, the soreness of my body dragged me back to reality again.

I slowly opened my eyes. The blinding lights made my vision slightly blurry.

The sun streamed in through the windows. White curtains billowed in the wind.

I rubbed my hurting forehead. After a long time, my eyes shot open.

Wasn't I... dead?

I pressed myself up and stared at the man lying next to me in a daze.

Seeing the unfamiliar surroundings and man, I instinctually screamed. My hands missed the mattress, and I almost fell out of bed.

Suddenly, a strong hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me back up.

Breathing wildly, I looked at the hand in confusion. Blotches of scars covered his hand from the back

of his palm all the way to his forearm. His defined muscles looked great when flexed.

The man was lying across the bed on his stomach. The scars on his back were even scarier, but the muscular lines seemed to beautify the fierceness.

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His dark hair was soft and slightly long. It was ruffled messily atop his head.

I couldn't see his face clearly, so I could only force myself to calm down.

The untucked covers covered his lower half. His gorgeous back dimples were on full display, and so was his round bottom....

Even if I was stupid, I would still be able to guess what had happened last night.

There was also a trace of red on the white bed sheets.

I gaped at the red stain in surprise... Then, I got out of the bed in fear.

The soreness in my body and between my legs made me freeze on the spot. This was impossible... Michael and I had done it a long time ago. The blood on the bed sheets... Wait, wasn't I dead?

Standing in this strange room, I looked to my left and right warily. When I saw the woman in the mirror, I screamed again.

Who was she?

I lifted my hand to touch my own face while gazing at my... naked body in the mirror.

This completely nude woman looked so unfamiliar. Her skin was smooth and flawless, and her figure was curvy in all the right places. She was absolutely stunning... I felt as though I was staring at a goddess. But, who was she?

And why did I wake up in her body?

"You're too loud..." The man in bed was awake now. He frowned unhappily and sat up.

"Ah!" Before I could properly process that I had just been reborn into another person's body, the man's face once again horrified me..

Why was it him?