By sheer coincidence, Lucas Walker's head had fallen against her neck, his lips brushing against her skin.
The unconscious body was unbearably heavy. His body was slightly sweaty, but his hair smelled fresh. His opened button was pressing against her chest while his palm rested on her leg...
Pushing the man off herself, Ivana Bennett quickly fixed the outfit he had pulled down. This bastard really knew how to undress someone. If she was a second slower, she would have been fully undressed by now.
Hastily getting off the bed and opening the bracelet on her wrist, she hooked it onto his. Ivana swiftly changed the code, went in to lock the door, then turned around and walked away. She took out the other three chains from the drawer and tied an unconscious Lucas Walker spread-eagle to the bed.
Clapping her hands and standing by the bedside, Ivana looked at her work and nodded with satisfaction.
