บท 867: Chapter 870 Who Was the Woman Last Night (3)

The man's brows knitted slightly, his deep and handsome black pupils coldly sweeping over the king-size bed in disarray.

On the four corners of the bedposts, there were still black ribbons that had bound something.

At a glance, it was clear that these ribbons had been used to tie something down.

"He" really went that far last night?

Aidan Lucas rubbed his temples with displeasure, the usually untemperamental man was feeling irritable for the first time.

Few people knew that he harbored two personalities within his body.

No one knew that such a condition made him seem like a monster.

He was never truly affected by aphrodisiacs.

Because if one personality was influenced by the drugs, the other would wake up.

Just like the last time, when Hannah Ford drugged the other Aidan Lucas, it was he who woke up.

So last night, when he inadvertently came under the effect of some drug, the dormant Aidan Lucas in his subconscious found the opportunity to break free.

However...