"Oh no, am I really going to die here?"

On a deserted island somewhere in the Profait Ocean, a young girl in a linen shirt and black sweatpants was sitting on a reef, staring blankly into the distance.

She had been stranded on this island for 7 days.

Seven days ago, she found her long-lost family, the Joneses, and was about to go home to uncover the truth behind her mother's death and her past of being child-trafficked.

Who would have thought that she would suddenly be targeted on her way home?

She was alone, but still she fought bravely until she succeeded in defeating the hitmen. Unfortunately to her dismay, her ship capsized by accident.

Holding onto a wooden plank, she was carried by the waves to this deserted island. She didn't have her phone or food, and could only live off wild fruits.

She let out an exhale.

At this point, Georgia Dawson's only thought was that life was hard.

As a big shot, how could she be stranded here? She didn't even know if she could leave here alive.

She would rather die from embarrassment than tell anyone about this.

Georgia sighed in annoyance.

She had a stunningly attractive face with a youthful demeanour. However, she had an arrogant temperament, and her eyes were cold and indifferent. Anyone who took a second look at her would feel chills down their spine.

She was tall and slender with a perfectly proportioned body and long legs. From a distance, she looked like a mermaid who had accidentally stumbled into the human world.

But at this moment, the so-called mermaid was hungry.

Placing her hand over her growling stomach, Georgia was going to the beach to catch some shrimp and clams. Just as she arrived at the shore reef, to her surprise, she found that there was a man floating in the waters.

The man wore a white shirt that was entirely soaked in seawater. He looked handsome and elegant.

His eyes were closed, and his dark hair was soaked in the water, drifting gently with the waves. He also had a very attractive figure. His sexy chest and abdominal muscles were faintly visible under his translucent shirt.

His long legs were fully clothed in trousers, which made it seem even more seductive.

At first glance, he looked like a male supermodel who came to the beach for a photoshoot.

Georgia was stunned, and her throat felt dry all of a sudden. Without stopping to think why she had such a reaction, she quickly jumped down and dragged the man into the rock cave by the shore.

The man's arm was injured. His wound had become white and swollen from soaking in the seawater.

His lips were very pale, most likely from losing too much blood.

His body temperature was also very high. He was running a high fever.

Without a second thought, she quickly ran into the jungle on the shore and began to look for herbs to relieve the fever.

There were no other tools on the deserted island. Georgia could only use a rock to crush the herbs, put the syrup onto a leaf, and pour it into the man's mouth.

When her body came into contact with the man's burning skin, Georgia's whole body turned soft again. Her knees couldn't help but go weak and she fell down beside the man.

What was going on?

How could her body feel so hot?

An indescribable feeling gradually grew inside her. Georgia bit her lip and held back her burning desire, as she raised her hand to rest on her heart.

After a while, she suddenly opened her eyes.

What in the world?

She had pheromone poison in her body.

This poison wasn't fatal. As long as she didn't come into contact with men, it wouldn't take effect.

But once she did, she would be unable to hold back her desire and would die of hunger and thirst if she didn't relieve it.

The poison had taken effect now. Even if she stayed away from this man, it would be useless. This was a deserted island, and at this moment, a lone man and woman were together under the same roof.

Georgia subconsciously looked at the man and gulped.

She had stripped off the man's wet clothes, so now his sculpted chest and 8-pack ab muscles can be fully seen.

If this was only in plain sight, she would appreciate it at best.

But now, she couldn't help but feel like pouncing on him and indulging in her heart's desire.

D*mn it!

Trying her best to restrain her desire, Georgia struggled to get up, trying to leave.

At this moment, the man under her feet slowly opened his eyes. He looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings, and when he saw Georgia, his pupils suddenly shrank.

In a split second, he reached out and grabbed Georgia's ankle, then pulled it back hard.

She let out a surprised shriek.

Georgia didn't expect him to attack her. She staggered forward and just so happened to fall on top of the man.

"Oof!"

Both their bodies were intimately in contact with each other. At the moment their skin touched, Georgia couldn't help but exhale.

The gnawing itch inside her body had been suddenly relieved. Georgia frowned, and after a second's thought, she decided not to hold back anymore.

Compared to being starved to death, she would rather use this man as an antidote for the poison.

She raised her head and placed her hands on the man's chest.

In the next second, she abruptly lowered her head and kissed his Adam's apple.