Chapter 4

A bottle of booze was worth 20 grand Even if she had the guts to give it a shot, she didn’t have the money to handle the fallout of a failure

“Good suggestion, start pouring Alaric made the call for the crew-

Just to double check, Thalassa asked, “Gentlemen, are you really sure?”

“Absolutely! Quit yapping and pour the drinks!” Alaric rushed her

Thalassa then confidently popped a bottle First heading towards Richard, who was sandwiched between two hotties. She brought two glasses, placed them in front of them, and leaned over to pour Unbeknownst to her, as she poured, her neckline plunged and her dress hiked up, giving off some serious visual feast

Lysander caught sight of this view. His eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Thalassa then went on to pour for Richard, Ethan, and Alaric’s lady friends. Next, she stood up straight, maintaining her professional smile “Ladies, please enjoy.”

Upon receiving the green light from their gentlemen, the ladies took a sip from their glasses and unanimously appreciated it. “Delicious!”

In this kind of setting, all the women knew how to butter up these wealthy dudes. Who’d be crazy enough to risk saying the wine sucked?

In such a situation, everyone knew not to rock the boat.

“Hear that? They all said it’s good, aren’t you going to pour one for Lysander? He’s the man of the hour tonight. If you overlook him, you can’t handle the repercussions, Alaric commanded Thalassa, raising his eyebrows.

notorious young masters of Starhaven, gathered because Lysander just got

was careful with the pour, oblivious to the man’s fiery gaze on her plunging neckline. Once she had finished pouring, she looked up, speaking respectfully and politely, “Sir, enjoy”

she saw the man’s eyes, dark as an abyss, and sharp as a sword, which scared the bejesus out of her. She quickly reflected on whether she had done something wrong to piss him off. Otherwise, why would he be giving her such a

thinking she might have messed up, spoke in a cautious

sounded like a woman’s low moan.

It was like a drunken kitten. Why

fighting his enemy on a helicopter. He was drugged and fell from the helicopter after getting injured. He met a woman

a female secretary to find that woman, only to be told that the woman had been

he have misheard, or was it just a similar voice. Was the

was scared by

step back, and put some distance between

numbness in her legs, lost her balance and fell forward, landing in his arms. Even more embarrassingly, her face was pressed against his The man’s skin was tense and hot, transmitting from Thalassa’s cheek to her heart, making her heart

teasing excitedly, “Whoa, Lysander, love’s knocking

miss, what’s your name? You’ve

a woman? OMG, I’m gonna remember this for the rest

panicked. She quickly stood up, supporting herself on his chest, but in her hurry, she slipped and fell on him again, her

to get up and was ready to roll onto the sofa. Just as she was about to push herself

she was tightly

see the woman’s face that night, but when he left, he purposely touched her face to remember the feel of her cheeks,

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