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The Aftermath of Deception

“Damn! What happened to me…” Astor muttered as his hand pressed against his pounding head. He blinked, his thoughts a little hazy from the lingering effects of the wine Susan had spiked. His gaze felt heavy, his thoughts scrambled.

He stared at his side as he layed on the bed and his belly churned at the sight before him. Susan was lying next to him, the bedsheet loosely draped over their bare bodies.

His eyes widened in surprise, taking in the scene that painted an intimate image he couldn’t recollect.

“Shit!” Astor shouted, jerking upright. His sudden movement startled Susan, who stirred, even though a...