"Get some sleep. I'LL tell you all about the tourist places when we get back this afternoon."

Blair didn't wake up until 5 p.m.

She got up and had dinner with the others who had just come back from their trip to some scenic spot.

At midnight, Blair locked and chained her door from the inside. Even with the key card, Wesley wouldn't be able to get in. Or so she believed.

She was wrong again. He was the God of Warriors. How could he let a mere door stop him?

When the ringing, texting, and the key card failed, Blair smiled triumphantly. She was ready to finally get some sleep.

Just then, she heard some noise coming from near the window.

With the curtains closed, she couldn't see what was going on.

As the noise got louder, she had an ominous feeling. ‘Did he..."

She got out of bed hastily, neglecting her slippers, and opened the thick, heavy curtains. And there he was.

Wesley had opened her window and gotten in.

Blair leaned outside the window and Looked down. She was on the 12th floor. How did he even manage to climb all the way up? ‘Can he fly too?

Is there anything this man can't do?'

While she was contemplating about his ability to fly, she was forcefully pressed against the window glass.

“Honey, the night is beautiful. Enjoy the view," he said in an evil tone.

“No!" She fought. She was aware of what he was up to.

However, her refusal was too feeble against his force.

She was forced to look at the starry sky as he torn apart her night gown. She cursed him inside repeatedly, and yet, that was far from enough to make her feel any better.

She had spent over twenty hours on the train to get to this beautiful border city. And now, she felt like she was here only for his pleasure.

For the next couple of days, Blair never left the hotel.

On the fifth night, Blair was too afraid to sleep. She cringed in bed, listening to every noise around her room, as if an evil beast would show up any minute.

It was past 2 a.m., and Wesley still hadn't come. Sleep took over and

Blair dozed off.

The group had been in Kisas for a week. It was time to go back home.

They had already booked their return tickets.