Clara finally woke up 5 hours later and use her hand to cover her mouth as the memories of her shamelessness became clearer and clearer in her head.
'A camel? idiot? oh, my god! that was too far, and he actually carried me on his back? it's all that damn demon's fault, how do I face him now?' Clara keep questioning herself.
She stood up and head towards the bathroom, and immediately she passed by her dresser, she halted her steps and reverse back.
She gasped at her reflection, as hickeys were all over her upper body. She moved closer and examined it.
Her first thought was Leo got his revenge last night. "I knew he wouldn't allow the insult to pass." she muttered as her hand traces the spots.
