Chapter 216

“It’s all good. My girlfriend’s just not in the best mood today and might’ve had a bit too much to drink. Can we get the check?” Julian Reed kept a casual smile on his face as he walked up to Sarah Knight and slid his arm around her waist. While no one was watching, his fingers sneaked a quick squeeze. Just like he imagined—soft, warm. The sensation made his breathing hitch, and he couldn't wait to get her out of here. The sooner they left, the sooner he’d get what he wanted. After all, sleeping with Alexander Barron’s woman? That’d be one hell of a flex. Sarah, draped over the seat, barely had the strength to move, yet every nerve in her body felt on edge. Cold sweat clung to her skin as her body burned with heat that wouldn’t go away. She knew it then—something had been slipped into her drink. Julian Reed, that fake gentleman act was nothing but a cover for the scumbag underneath. The waiter, totally thrown off by Julian’s charm and good looks, barely registered Sarah’s desperate eye