Chapter 50 Desire And Pleasure
- White ceiling, throbbing head, and weak body, Absinthe woke up in an unfamiliar room. She massage her temple and roamed around her eyes. She tried to get up on the bed but stopped when she noticed the wound in her chest.
- "Fuck..." she cursed. "Where the hell I am?" She asked herself.
- When she tried to get up again, she noticed her left hand being handcuffed. She knitted her forehead because of annoyance. Her wound is aching and she manages to roam around her eyes. The first thing that her eyes caught was the full image of the room.