Chapter 110

• Roth let out a soft groan as the stinging feeling in his head escalated as he finally flickered his eyes open, the bright light hurting both his eyes and his head, until they somewhat got used to the light.
• Slowly the furniture around the room began to come into focus. The first thing that Roth did after regaining complete control over his sight was focus his gaze on the body on him in curiosity.
• That mob of light silky straight hair on his chest seemed way too familiar, as he tried to pressurize his only partly functioning brain to recall whom it belonged to. The hair, the manly hand with long artistic fingers draped on his chest and that ring in his middle finger - who wears it?