Chapter 744

With reddened eyes, Mimi scrubbed Elias’ sweat away from her during her shower. Yet, tried as she might, she could not get the trail of hickeys imprinted on his skin washed away.

She turned the knob to the shower and wiped the mist on the mirror clean. A pair of puffy, red eyes gazed into her reflection. She wondered how badly the rest of her body must look.

A long, unending trail of hickeys ran from her neck, across her breasts, and to her back. Elias had been as sound as a rabid man, carving