Their Mistake, Her Rise - Chapter 413: Chapter 413

'Shawn was seriously just smirking at my resolve? Or even now, he still wouldn't sleep with me? Does he find me repulsive? Or am I just not attractive enough for him?' Zoe wondered.
No matter if it was for the sake of her feelings or her pride, there was no way she was letting Shawn reject her like this. Besides, there was no way she would let Shawn end up a fool.
After steeling her resolve, Zoe stepped forward decisively, standing directly under the shower spray with Shawn. The frigid water instantly drenched her from head to toe.
"Get out—" Shawn began, his voice strained. However, Zoe cut Shawn off with a passionate kiss.
'Now's not the time for talking,' she thought.
Shawn was a battle-hardened warrior who'd seen countless battlefields, but nothing had prepared him for such an intimate encounter.
As Zoe reached for his bathrobe, Shawn forcefully shoved her away. "Have you lost your mind?"
"I'm not crazy, but if we don't handle your situation soon, you'll be the one losing it." Zoe declared, then pressed her lips against his again.
In the cramped space, their heated struggle unfolded. Shawn pushed Zoe out of the bathroom again and again, desperate to protect her from his condition.
But every time, Zoe slipped through his grasp like water, already plotting how she could finally take him down and sleep with him.
The more Shawn resisted, the faster the drug surged through him. His body burned as if it were about to explode. In a haze of delirium, he suddenly swept Zoe off her feet, locking his arms tightly around her waist.
Zoe was caught off guard for a moment. Before she could react, Shawn had already lifted and seated her on the bathroom counter.
Even in the darkness, Zoe's keen eyesight captured every detail, especially at such close range.
She could clearly see Shawn's face, a perfect picture of restrained desire. Droplets of water slid from his tousled hair, tracing a path down his chiseled features, before dripping onto his sculpted collarbone.
No one would've thought that despite Shawn's formidable strength, he wasn't just some hulking brute. His delicate collarbones were sexy. Zoe was almost completely mesmerized.
Shawn swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing, a clear sign his last shred of self-control was slipping away.
"Shawn, stop fighting it," Zoe whispered seductively, suddenly leaning in so close that her lips brushed his ear.
Shawn felt as if her words struck deep, snapping the last thread of his self-control.
All restraint gone, he crushed his lips against Zoe's in a desperate kiss, ravaging, devouring, like a beast unleashed.
At that moment, Zoe could only surrender to Shawn's wild, uncontrollable passion.
It wasn't until Zoe's dress was torn to shreds that the violence finally stopped.
The tearing sound jolted Shawn to his core, snapping him out of his drug-addled delirium at the very last moment before he completely lost control. In an instant, he froze, every wild impulse coming to a screeching halt.
He released Zoe and, without hesitation, grabbed the toothbrush from the sink, aiming to plunge it into his thigh.
Only through this desperate act of self-harm could he hope to snap himself back to clarity before he lost control completely.
'I'd almost hurt the girl I love—how could I?' he wondered.
For the first time, Zoe felt genuinely angry. 'Is this guy a fool?' she thought. 'It's already come to this critical juncture, and he still won't do anything. Seriously, what a complete blockhead.'
Zoe was quicker. She seized Shawn's wrist and wrenched the toothbrush from his grasp.
"What the hell are you doing?" Shawn gasped.
"Stopping you from self-harm," Zoe snapped. She decided to stop being coy.
According to Zoe, the psychoactive drug Shawn was drugged with was a banned substance circulating on the black market. It caused severe damage to the human body.
So far, no one had ever managed to withstand its effects. When she warned that trying to tough it out would turn Shawn into a fool, she wasn't joking.