Inside a luxurious room, Aden opened his eyes on a bed, feeling a pounding headache. Looking around only made the pain sharper.
"Where am I?" he muttered to himself. He couldn't figure out where he was at all—the headache was so terrible it didn't even let him think.
The last thing he remembered was going to his room with that woman, but suddenly he blacked out in a strange way, and after that, nothing.
"Huh? Why am I naked?" He suddenly noticed he wasn't wearing any clothes.
The pillows around him were ripped, and he could hear the sound of a woman crying. Turning his head, he saw that same beautiful woman, naked under a blanket wrapped around her body, weeping.
"What happened?" Aden suddenly felt uneasy. But before he could react or even think, the door to the room burst open with force.
"Darling!" A strong male voice echoed. Aden saw a handsome man rushing in, and the crying woman quickly stood up, still wrapped in the blanket, and ran into the man's arms, sobbing harder.
