**Quinn's POV**

I thought I'd wake up in his car or his room, but instead I woke up in a strange place with an IV in my hand and a plaster on the corner of my lips.

I touched it, it hurt. My body also felt crushed. It was a mixture of the beating I'd taken and Grayson's ferocity.

I don't blame Grayson. Because I also wanted his touch which then got wilder and wilder.

He made sure I completely forgot what happened to me before he came. He licked all the places those bastards touched with his ...