Chapter 18: No Coherent Thoughts

*Olivia*

I was lying on the bed, feeling unbearably hot all over my body, until I heard a familiar voice coming from beside my ear.

Daemon opened the door and revealed a doctor standing there. “I understand that a young lady has been experiencing some discomfort due to a messed-with drink.”

Daemon nodded curtly and stepped aside to allow the doctor entry, his expression devoid of any previous sexual discomfort he might have been feeling before the other man’s arrival.

I shrunk away as the doctor approached the bed, his slightly wrinkled face all business. He smiled kindly at me. “Miss Masters, correct?”

“Yes,” I managed in a weak voice. “Thank you for your time, but I’m really doing just fine. You are dismissed.”