Here Is the Point We Stop Chapter 43

The strong aphrodisiac in the enclosed space finally dissipated gradually. After a set of procedures, the clock pointed to six o'clock and the room was automatically powered on.

The intense activity in the room finally ended. From the door to the bed in the bedroom, the whole place was in a mess. Dark black bloodstains and white liquid were scattered all over the floor, which looked both seductive and terrifying.

The room was filled with smoke, and the smoke around his lips blurred the face of the silver-haired young man. He lay lazily on the bed, with one silver hair tucked behind his ear and the other hanging down from the side of his face. His green eyes were half-closed, and his silver eyelashes drooped with them. The corner of Leon's lip was broken, and the red and swollen wound was shocking against his pale skin.

There was an eye-catching red mark on the well-jointed wrist. With a tap of his slender fingers, the cigarette ash fell with scarlet dots. The snow-white quilt half covered her body, revealing her upper body, which was bruised and purple, and her back was covered with bite marks and hickeys.

Leon slowly exhaled white smoke and crushed the remaining half of the cigarette into the ashtray.