The Divorce Prescription

Hailey looked at Declan and asked, "Declan, what's wrong?"

As she spoke, her small hand landed on his body. "You're burning up like a furnace..."

A dark red flame seemed to flicker in Declan's eyes, but he forced himself to stay

in control. He shouldn't have come looking for Hailey tonight, but he just couldn't help himself.

"I was drugged," he said hoarsely.

Hailey's long lashes fluttered as her eyes widened in shock. "You've been drugged again?"

She emphasized the word "again" because this wasn't the first time Declan had fallen victim to such a scheme.

"Who drugged you? Was it Stella's father?" Hailey guessed.

Declan gave a faint nod.

"Why would he drug you? Don't tell me he's trying to get you to sleep with Stella?"

Declan looked at her but said nothing.

Hailey let out a frustrated laugh and shot him a glare, unsure whether she should be angry or not.

"Declan, just look at all the trouble your charm brings you. You've got wealthy socialites and rich heiresses falling over themselves for you, and they'll stop at nothing to have you. They're even resorting to drugging you now."

Before she could say more, Declan suddenly lowered his head and captured her lips in a deep kiss, silencing her endless complaints.

Hailey felt her heart swell with sweetness. She wrapped her arms around his neck and began to kiss him back.noveldrama

Now that he was holding the girl he liked, Declan's blood burned even hotter. Every cell in his body screamed with desire.

She had just taken a shower, and her scent was intoxicating. Unable to resist, he buried his flushed face in the crook of her neck.

Hailey's eyes shimmered with warmth. "Declan, what should we do now?"

Declan swallowed hard. "I need a cold shower."

"Okay, come to my room."

Hailey led him upstairs to her bedroom.

Her room was a princess' haven, adorned in soft pink hues and delicate details, radiating a sweet and youthful charm.

"My bathroom is here. Go take a shower," Hailey said.

"Okay," Declan replied before stepping inside.

The sound of running water soon filled the room. Hailey briefly stepped out to

fetch a clean shirt, trousers, and towel for him.

She walked up to the bathroom door and knocked.

"Declan, I brought you some clothes and a towel. Open the door."

There was no response.

Hailey knocked again. "Declan, did you hear me? Declan!"

Still, there was no answer.

A wave of panic surged through her. He had been burning up earlier, and the drug, was clearly strong. She couldn't help but worry that something might have happened to him in the shower.

"Declan, are you okay? Open the door!"

She reached for the doorknob, intending to push it open.

Suddenly, the door swung wide, and she lost her balance, tumbling straight inside.

She fell straight into Declan's scorching embrace.

"Declan, are you okay?" she asked, her heart still racing.

Water dripped from his body, tracing along his sharp, masculine features. He looked unbearably seductive. While shaking his head, he said, "I'm fine."

Hailey let out a sigh of relief. "If

you're fine, why didn't you answet had to you! You scared me to

me? I thought something had

death!"

She patted her chest, trying to calm herself.

Just then, Declan reached out and gave her a slight push, pinning her against the

wall.

Only then did Hailey realize something was off. He had just showered, and she was now seeing way too much.

She let out a startled scream and immediately covered her face with both hands.

Declan chuckled, amused by her reaction. "Now you're shy? I thought you wouldn't be."

He was being ridiculous. She was a girl, so of course she was shy.

Hailey balled her fists and lightly punched his chest. "Declan, you're so annoying!"