Chapter 5 The Mysterious Masked Man

Silas shook off Luna's hand. Seeing the helplessness in her eyes, he cursed under his breath and shrugged off his coat.

He draped the coat over her head, carefully concealing her face, then scooped her up into his arms.

"Ah!"

In the blink of an eye, her feet were swept off the floor. Afraid she'd fall, Luna wrapped her arms around his neck.

Being this close to Silas, she breathed in his pheromones again, thoroughly arousing her once more.

She couldn't hold herself back anymore. She massaged the back of his neck longingly, although some small voice in the back of her head was screaming at her not to.

Because her head was covered by the coat, she couldn't see or hear the responses of the people inside the hall.

"Oh my God! Silas is so bold!"

"That's exactly his style. But who is the woman in his arms? She managed to hook up with him so quickly."

"Yeah, she's probably from a poor family who's after his money."

"Ha-ha, everyone in A City knows that Silas will never get serious with anyone."

Royal, who had just calmed Alena down, heard the commotion and looked at the woman in Silas' arms.

Judging from her dress, he recognized Luna.

'No wonder she refused me-she was busy hooking up with Silas!

That bitch!'

On the other end of the hall, Nina also recognized the woman in Silas' arms.

Her head was teeming with conflicting emotions. On the one hand, she was happy that her plan worked, and on the other, she was jealous of her half-sister.

As all this was happening, Luna was blissfully unaware.

She was preoccupied by the intense need to get closer to Silas. The drug in her body was driving her crazy.

Finally, Silas laid her down on a huge bed in the lounge. Without a word, he turned around and started to leave.

"Why?"

Before he closed the door, he heard the woman's soft, hoarse voice.

Silas hesitated, then shook his head and quickened his pace.

At the sound of the door closing behind him, tears rolled down Luna's cheeks.

Her father had gone through lengths to get her to please this man.

Yet things were going horribly wrong.

Why did this man drug her and then leave her alone in this lounge? What was going on?

Luna's head spun. She didn't know what to do to satiate her lustful needs. She struggled to climb off the bed.

However, as soon as her toes touched the carpet, her legs buckled from underneath her and she collapsed.

She couldn't bear it any longer. She reached for her purse and took out a small knife with her trembling hand. Lifting the hem of her dress, she cut into her thigh with the knife.

Blood trickled out from the gash and soon stained her dress.

Droplets of blood fell onto the white carpet like a blooming rose on a white sheet.

For a moment, Luna's mind cleared up a bit when she felt the biting pain of her wound. Tears streamed down her cheeks freely now.

She pictured Owen's face.

His gentle smile, his promise to marry her...

The thought of him was enough to fill Luna with determination. Now, she didn't feel like the wound hurt that much.

She was saving her virginity for Owen on their wedding night.

From the monitor screen, Silas quietly watched the struggling woman stab herself and cry. With mixed feelings, he brooded as he tapped the surface of the table with his fingers.

Then, he saw Luna pick up the knife once more and slashed at her other thigh this time around.

The man frowned and his fingers stopped tapping. He stood up so abruptly that the chair fell over from behind him.

Irritated, he walked over to the window and pulled out his phone, staring at the scenery outside.

He gave the location of the resort to the person on the other side of the line.

He hung up the phone and grabbed something shiny from the table. It was a silver mask.

He then opened the door of the closet in the corner of the room and pushed the clothes to the side. At the back of the closet was a small door.

Silas hesitated for a moment as his hand hovered over the doorknob. Bracing himself, he turned the knob, opened the door slowly, and walked into the lounge.

Luna's knuckles went white as she tightened her grip on the knife hilt. Trembling slightly, she raised it high to stab herself again when a cold voice interrupted her. "Stop!"

Her body went stiff. The burning desire to make out with a man was rampant in her body.

She looked up in a daze, only to see a person in a silver mask standing in the corner of the room.

He was wearing a black shirt with his collar slightly open, revealing his fair collarbone. Although half his face was covered by the mask, it was clear this man was devastatingly handsome. He looked straight at her with his sharp eyes. Although he was just standing there, he gave off a domineering aura, which sent a chill down her spine.

This made Luna come back to her senses somewhat.

She swallowed and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry.

I'll be right out."

"No need."

Luna was rooted to the spot when a thought suddenly crossed her mind.

'Did Silas put me in this room on purpose?

What the hell did he want?' But before she could ponder this further, another wave of lust overcame her.

Luna couldn't bear it and tugged at the hem of her dress helplessly.

Although her mind was a mess, her gaze remained fixed on the masked man. Unbeknownst to her, her sultry gaze and her restless movements made her look extremely seductive in the man's eyes.

Silas gulped, willing himself to calm down.

He pulled the collar of his shirt irritably and strode towards Luna.

What he didn't know was that his action scared Luna.

As the man closed in on her, her heartbeat quickened.

Something seemed to cross Silas' mind because he abruptly stopped in his path, five steps away from Luna.

Looking down at the embarrassed woman, he pulled out his phone once more and punched in a number.

"Bring your medicine kit and tranquilizer to the resort. Go straight to the lounge at the corner on the second floor."

Luna couldn't hear what the person on the other end of the line said, but then Silas replied, "It's not for me. I'm fine. Just get here as fast as you can. Oh, and come in from the back door."

Luna heaved a sigh of relief when she heard the man's words.

However, she felt she was about to lose consciousness again, so she gritted her teeth and stabbed at her bleeding leg once more.

Upon hanging up, Silas realized what Luna had done and looked at her.

He closed the gap between them and knelt beside her.

Seeing her pitiful, tear-stained face, before he knew it, he was raising his hand to brush away her tears.

Just as his fingertips brushed her cheek, he came to his senses and quickly withdrew his hand.

Silas's expression darkened.

Luna, on the other hand, couldn't fight off the drug anymore.

Just as she was losing consciousness, she stretched out her hands and wrapped her arms around the masked man's neck, allowing herself to swim in his pool of pheromones.