In a room, a silver-haired young man was sound asleep. Beside him were numerous ladies who were also asleep, but what was surprising was that they were all naked.
If someone entered the room, they would notice an odd smell—one that some might even recognize. This scent was clear evidence that something intense had happened.
Then, suddenly, the silver-haired young man snapped his eyes open.
"Ugh, what happened?" he muttered, holding his head as he felt a sharp headache.
He also noticed that he felt weak, as if he had done something extremely strenuous and exhausting. His stamina was completely drained.
"What the hell happened?" Draco muttered again before noticing the strange scent lingering in the air.
Then, like a flood, memories of what happened before everything went blank rushed into his mind. He recalled his entire body burning with unbearable heat, his lust intensifying beyond control.