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The car was silent for a short while after Nicole finished her sentence. 




“I know.” 




A deep, attractive voice sounded after a while.




Nicole's eyes widened with shock before she looked at the reflection in the rearview mirror to meet the man’s gaze.




She felt like she was looking into a deep well. “Why are you here, Drake?” she cried.




The man let out a scoff. Did she think I was just some driver? Nicole felt her head spinning.




 Why did Felicia send me to Drake's car? “What are you doing here? Why did you pick me up?” Nicole asked in a rather slurred and tipsy voice.




“How are you going to care for Pete when you’re in this state?” he asked.




“My dad’s home with him now,” she replied in a lazy voice from the backseat.




 The man stared at her through the rearview mirror.




 He could see her sexy figure under the dim light. 




Her long hair fell over her shoulders, making her appear more seductive than ever.




 The air in the car smelled like a mixture of alcohol and women’s perfume.




 Drake had the eyes of a thirsty beast as he felt his predatory instincts taking over him.




Meanwhile, Nicole lay down on the back seat as she felt tiredness taking over her. 




She fell asleep soon after that, Drake turned to gaze at her as she slept, and his gaze remained still for a moment before he stopped the car by the side of the road. If her son sees her like this, he’s going to be traumatized when he grows up, Drake thought.




So, he picked her phone up before unlocking her phone with her fingerprint. 




Then, he searched for Gerald’ number before sending him a text. ‘Dad, I’m drunk tonight. 




Can you take care of pete for tonight? I’ll be home early tomorrow morning,’ it said.




Gerald responded just moments later,You should get some rest if you're drunk, don't

worry about Jared; I'll take care of him. You

stay safe!' he replied..




‘Got it, Dad! Drake sent the text over. 




After seeing how drunk Nicole seemed, drake decided that he couldn’t allow young pete to have a memory of his drunk mother at such an age. 




Nicole didn’t know anything about the man’s plans, but she continued sleeping as the black car sped past the city center before arriving at one of the most expensive villas in the mid hill area.




Nicole hadn’t slept much the night before, and she had had a long day today. 




After all the alcohol she consumed, it was unlikely for her to wake up even if thunder struck the top of her head. Once the man parked the car, he lifted her bridal style and brought her to his bedroom without her being aware of it.




Once she was on the bed, she rolled over to settle in a comfortable position before continuing to sleep. 




She was dressed in a white shirt and a black pencil skirt that revealed her slim thighs. She wasn’t aware of it, but the posture in which she slept was extremely seductive to the man staring at her.




The grand villa was lit up by a huge

chandelier that hung above a gray couch.




Drake, who had just finished showering, sat

on the couch in a lazy posture.




 He had pulled on a pair of sweatpants but left his upper body naked,Beads of water

were still hanging on his skin as he held his

am up to sip on his glass of red wine. The

muscles in his arms bulged as he moved

the glass up and down..




For the most part, Drake was a calm and rational man.




 However, he felt himself losing his mind whenever he thought about the woman who was lying in his bed.




 He couldn’t resist the urge to lose all control and set himself free. Every time he tried to suppress his urges, they disappeared only to resurface moments later.




 He wanted to check on her, but he knew that he would get greedier for her when he was there. It was impossible for him to just stare at her.




So, he figured that he would keep his distance so that he didn’t have to suffer as much. 




Yet, there was another voice in his head that continued to shout at him, and he had to counter this voice with the rational part of his mind.




 In the end, he lifted his wine glass and gulped all of it down before standing and heading upstairs.




He had found a reason to go up. I have to check if she puked. If she did, then my poor bed would be in trouble. 




Her alcohol tolerance isn’t that high, but I don’t think she has a habit of puking. If she’s drunk, she usually just sleeps.




Drake opened the door to his room, and he

found the woman sleeping with her back

turned against him. 




Her stunning curves

and her soft figure made her seem

especially feminine under the dim lights..