Chapter 411 Hard to Cut Ties with the World

• Inside the private room, the two of them went at it like a storm, not caring about people passing by outside. Once desire ebbed and they’d both had their fill, Celia Jeane came back to her senses from that dizzy haze.
• Under the dim light, her cheeks flushed, she fumbled for her clothes and put them on piece by piece. Justin Howard had been rough when undressing her, and her stockings were torn. Celia had no choice but to toss them and slip back into just a dress.
• By then, Justin had finally let out all the pent‑up pressure from these days. With the booze in his system and satisfaction washing over him, he was out cold, mumbling in his sleep now and then, calling Celia’s name.