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.

of Starhaven, gathered because Lysander just got back. They were here to

the message, promptly grabbed the bottle, and leaned over to pour for Lysander. She was careful with the pour, oblivious to the man’s fiery gaze on her plunging neckline. Once she had finished

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

might have

ears, it sounded like a woman’s low moan.

helpless. It was like a drunken kitten. Why

helicopter after getting injured. He met a woman and then went abroad for treatment. He had been abroad

only to be told that the woman

misheard, or was it just a similar voice. Was

scared by his beast–like

step back, and put some

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

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

your name? You’ve got guts.”

see Lysander being taken down by a woman? OMG, I’m gonna remember this for the rest of

but in her hurry, she slipped and fell on him again, her face bumping against his She was even more flustered. I’m sorry, I didn’t

Just as she was about to push herself up. grabbed

she was tightly

night, but her face, soft and sweet to the touch, stirred up his deep desires. He didn’t see the woman’s face that night, but when he left, he purposely touched her face to remember the feel of her cheeks, that unique sweetness that moved him. How

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