C133 His Voice Was like a Cat's.

Renee felt her blood rush to her head. Her face was burning, and her mouth was dry.

Just as she was about to struggle, Harlan got down from her body and took a box of ointment. He flipped her over and lifted her clothes to her waist.

Before Renee could react, she felt a cold sensation on her waist.

Harlan gently rubbed her back. "You don't even know that you're injured?"

"Ugh..