CHAPTER NINETY-NINE

Franklin awoke the next morning with a pounding headache. He was barely conscious when he felt an unexpected warmth against his chest.

He slowly became more alert, the memories of the previous night began to flood back into his mind. He bolted upright in bed, a soft groan sounding beside him, making his heart race.

To his shock, Daisy was lying naked beside him on the bed.

Panic surged through him as he noticed their clothes scattered haphazardly across the tiled floor.

How could that be possible?

"Good morning, sweetie" Daisy greeted him with a yawn, stretching out lazily as if nothing was amiss.

Franklin’s voice trembled as he asked, "What happened? How did you end up in my bed?" He paused, his gaze sweeping the room, realizing that it didn’t resemble his place at all—it was too plain, the walls too stark. "And where exactly are we?"

"You don’t recall?" Daisy asked with a teasing smile. "Should I be upset or just laugh it off?"

Franklin wasn’t amused in the slightest. Somehow, he ha
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