Quincy was afraid, too.

She kept moving backward and got to the edge of the bed. Then, in a moment of carelessness, she fell off the bed.

Lorne walked over to her and picked her up.

Quincy wanted to resist, but her body was still recovering from both the snake venom and Quentin’s drug. She was still weak and could not muster the strength to fight back.

Lorne laughed. “Haha! Can you not take it anymore, Quincy? Don’t worry, I’ll make you feel good.”

He tossed her onto the bed, then started t