Chapter 348 Seduction
Michael grabbed his arm and, through gritted teeth, said, "Straight to the second floor."
Daniel sighed and helped him along. Margaret followed closely, her eyes fixed on Daniel ahead, quickly dialing a number on her phone.
They bypassed the banquet hall and headed straight for the nearby elevator.
The elevator swiftly reached the second floor. Daniel supported Michael, glancing at the identical rooms lining the hallway, clueless about which one Elizabeth was in.
Daniel felt a headache coming on. How were they supposed to find her? Knock on each door and ask? That was out of the question.
Daniel's phone rang.
He had no choice but to lean Michael against the wall and answer the call.
"Hello... What? Alright."
He quickly hung up, sounding resigned, "Mr. Thomas, our car is parked in the wrong spot. I need to move it. Wait here for a bit, I'll be right back."
Michael couldn't make out what he was saying, let alone think about why their car was supposedly parked illegally.
He leaned against the wall with his eyes closed, trying to stand, his body trembling slightly from the effort to control himself.
At this moment, Margaret had already approached.
Daniel saw her and, without much thought, pointed to Michael leaning against the wall, "Ms. Taylor, I need to go downstairs for a moment. Please take care of Mr. Thomas."
Margaret immediately responded, "Sure."
She quickly walked over, supporting Michael, and said to Daniel, "Daniel, go ahead. I'll take care of Michael."
Michael instinctively wanted to resist, reaching out with his other hand to push Margaret away.
However, to others, it looked like he was gently touching Margaret's hand on his arm.
Daniel glanced at them, then turned and hurried downstairs.
Margaret's lips curled into a triumphant smile. She wrapped her arm around Michael's waist, draped his arm over her neck, and helped him towards one of the rooms.
Michael didn't want to go with her, but he had no strength left, so he had no choice but to let her guide him down the hallway.
At the door of a room, Margaret pulled out a key card and opened the door. She led Michael inside and turned to close the door behind them.
The room wasn't very large, just a few steps to the bed. Margaret gently pushed him, and Michael fell onto the bed.
He struggled to sit up, "Margaret, get away..."
His forehead veins bulged, and his eyes were bloodshot, looking like he wanted to devour someone.
Margaret knew he was powerless at the moment, so she didn't take his resistance seriously.
She gently pressed his shoulder, and with a slight push, Michael fell back onto the bed.
He struggled and growled, "Stop it! Margaret! What are you doing?"
Margaret straddled him, starting to undo his tie. She smiled seductively, "Michael, what do you think I'm doing? I'm saving you."
"Don't you know you've been drugged with an aphrodisiac? If you don't relieve it, you'll die from a brain hemorrhage. Aren't you scared? I'm helping you. Don't refuse me."
Michael glared at her fiercely, "Margaret! I'm warning you! Don't mess around! Otherwise, I won't let you off! You know what I'm capable of, I'll make you wish you were dead!"
Margaret pouted, her hands still working. She had already removed his tie and was playing with it, "Michael, don't be stubborn. Look at your body right now."
Her hand traced his throat, down his chest, over his abs, past his belt, and landed on the bulge in his pants, giving it a firm squeeze.
Michael couldn't stand the teasing, his body arching involuntarily. His jaw tightened, showing he was clenching his teeth, trying hard to endure.
He let out a muffled groan, still glaring at Margaret, his eyes filled with both desire and coldness.
Margaret smiled, her hand still on his most sensitive area, "Michael, aren't you uncomfortable? Why hold back? I told you, I'm here to help."
She stroked him again, sighing, "No wonder I chose you. This size is quite impressive!"
Michael couldn't hold back anymore, his clenched teeth loosening as he let out a shout.
Margaret started unbuttoning his shirt, kissing him lightly with each button she undid.
Her eyes were filled with seduction, "Michael, don't rush. I'll make you feel good."
Michael's muscles tensed all over.
Margaret laughed, patting him lightly. Her hands roamed over his firm chest, "Michael, relax. Don't be so tense. I'll make sure you enjoy this."
She pulled his shirt open, letting it hang on either side of his body.
Her hands moved to his belt buckle, undoing it.
Michael couldn't focus on resisting her. Even though his mind was against her touching him, his body betrayed him.
Michael's arms lay at his sides, fists clenched tightly. He turned his face away, clenching his teeth, trying to control himself.
His nails dug into his palms, the pain helping him stay somewhat clear-headed.
Margaret's hand reached for his pants zipper, where a noticeable bulge had formed due to his erection.
Margaret leaned close to his ear, laughing softly, "Michael, even though you say no, your body is honest. Look, it's waiting for me."
Before she could unzip his pants, Michael mustered all his strength, sitting up and slapping Margaret to the floor.
Margaret screamed, lying on the carpet in a disheveled state, accusing him, "Michael, why don't you want me? You know I've always loved you the most. I even had my uterus removed for you! So many women love you, but who else would do that? Michael!"
She crawled over, grabbing his shirt, "Michael, look at me! I'm not asking for much. I don't need you to love me deeply, just make love to me tonight. I promise I won't bother you again."
Michael had a moment of clarity. He kicked Margaret away and staggered towards the bathroom.
He turned on the cold water, standing under the shower.
Margaret, having kicked off her shoes, heard the water running and rushed over to hug Michael, "Michael, don't do this. You'll get sick. I'll be heartbroken if you get sick. The water is too cold!"
The water splashed onto Margaret as well. She didn't hesitate to pull down her dress straps, letting the elegant gown fall to the floor.
Now, she stood nearly naked in front of Michael.
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