Chapter 24
When Atasha opened her eyes, she found herself floating along the white clouds as though she were on top of a pristine glass hammock.
At first, she thought that she was still in the dream world, but upon closer look at the surrounding mist, she realized that the smooth sleek surface she was lying on was moving in a gentle rhythm, up and about, like a breathing being that turned out to be real.
Memories of a girl turning wild, clearly stoned with aphrodisiac, came flooding in. Together with the events she wanted to forget and some things she didn't.
Truthfully, it was not anyone's fault but hers. Despite the man's stern warning to only consume a drop of his blood due to its high level of toxicity which is very harmful, especially to a human like her the girl didn't listen.
