Kade woke up the next morning lost and befuddled. He cracked his eyes open, feeling something soft resting upon his arms. Instantly, he retracted his hand, shooting upwards.
Through his tired vision, he saw a naked woman. Horror dawned on him. His head snapped to the tea pot on the desk. What happened last night? All he remembered was seeing red.
Lina.
Kade remembered seeing Lina. But the woman in his arms was not her. No. She had hair like horse hay.
Priscilla.
"You witch," Kade snarled, roughly turning her body over.
Kade was repulsed by the sight of her body. Her naked breasts and her uncovered thighs. None of them could ever compare to Lina. Ever.
"H-huh…?"
Priscilla opened her eyes. Her face turned pale. She felt the blood drain from her features. She was awakened to his rage. Scrambling to protect herself, she quickly hugged her discarded robes.
