Chapter 1087:

After a barrage of hits, the mirror finally gave way, shattering to reveal a foreboding passage. Glancing down, Jayden noticed a toothbrush dripping with foam. He dashed into the passage, fueled by determination to rescue Elyse.

At the dark passage’s end, Elyse sat caged, the cold iron bars unyielding. Outside her prison, a man was speaking to the female receptionist.

“She’s prepped and ready. The guy in the room is yours to handle as you see fit. You could turn a profit on his organs, or perhaps sell him off to satisfy some eccentric old man’s whims.”

The receptionist smirked, her intentions clear. “I might just take him for myself first. He’s too good-looking to pass up.”

The receptionist accepted the philter, her smile radiating satisfaction. “Imagining that frosty, distant man groveling before me fills me with such joy.”

The man playfully rebuked her. “I can’t fathom your taste in men. What is the appeal of those who are unapproachable, when you could have someone warm and fervent?”

She countered with a knowing smile. “Isn’t it clear? Men favor women who seem innocent yet harbor a wild streak. Similarly, women are drawn to men who possess that stark duality.”

He chuckled deeply. “Indeed, such women are the most exhilarating to be with.” His gaze shifted knowingly towards Elyse.

Elyse’s heart skipped a beat in fear. Earlier, the burly man had coerced her into drinking water. What if it had been drugged? Her face drained of color at the thought.

Frantically, she jammed her fingers down her throat, desperate to rid herself of any lingering traces of the drug. It was futile.

The man watched her struggle, his smirk wide with amusement. “It’s the contrasts like these that spice things up.”

Elyse’s face blanched further.

After the man and the receptionist exited to pursue Jayden, Elyse was left to contend with the burgeoning effects of the drug alone in the cage. Her body began to heat up as an overwhelming craving for intimacy surged through her.

She leaned her head against the bars, her mind racing with memories of intimate moments with Jayden. Grasping her throat, she felt the intensity of her desires amplify.

All she wanted was Jayden, regardless of how rough or painful their encounters might be. She yearned for him with fierce desperation.

Suddenly, footsteps echoed down the dim passage. Elyse fought to keep her composure, her eyes darting towards the sound. . . .