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Yolanda’s cheeks flushed with anger as she grabbed a bottle of water from the side, opened it, and took a sip.

“Leo, are you really that immature?” she snapped.

No way it was actual poison. He was just messing around–typical Leo, always pulling pranks like this ever since they were kids.

Leo felt a tightness in his chest as he watched her continue to drink, as if he’d actually given her something dangerous.

A few droplets of water clung to her lips, sparkling like tiny crystals.

Standing just outside the window, Leo could catch the faint scent she wore–soft and sweet, tugging at him as if an invisible hand was drawing him closer.

With the way she looked now, she was every bit as dazzling as a blooming peony.

He wanted to taste her, wanted so badly to kiss her–to reach out and feel her warmth.

He longed to touch her, to pull her close.

But just as he was about to move, her phone rang again.

Yolanda immediately hit answer, didn’t spare Leo a glance, and said, “Yeah, I’m in the lounge. I’ll be right

back.”

Without another word, she turned and walked off.

Leo lingered outside the window, only moving once the trace of her sweet scent finally faded from the air. Then he lowered his gaze to his fingertips.

He remembered how, while pinching that little flower and slipping it into her mouth, his fingers had accidentally brushed against her lips.

He absently rolled his fingertips together, lost in thought, when a voice suddenly cut through. “What are you doing here?”

Leo jumped, whipping around to find Xavier standing there. He scowled. “Damn, are you some kind of ghost? How come you walk without making a sound?”

Whenever someone is feeling guilty, they always end up making a big deal out of everything–acting loud just to cover it up.

Xavier’s scalp tingled with frustration. He snapped, “Leo, I’ve been holding back for ages. You were just glaring at your hand like you were possessed or something. Maybe I should bring in a couple of shamans to exorcise whatever’s gotten into you?”

Leo kept his head down and walked away, his fist still clenched tight, not saying a word–‘Why am I even

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over this?‘

you’ve been acting off lately,” Xavier blurted, sounding half

the hip–so Xavier could tell

call to curse a little and get over it. He’d never

they wouldn’t have basically begged Xavier to get Leo out of

to his private room, he was

way.

and a hat on, but his style was always unique–cold and cool, always keeping everyone

‘He’s here for

Ian with barely concealed jealousy and

gaze and saw a young guy with an impressive physique. He definitely didn’t look like one of their

“Who’s that?” Xavier asked.

wanted to snap back, ‘That’s Yolanda’s little boyfriend—always hanging around,

was still pissed about that stunt Ian pulled on the balcony the other day, putting on a show just to

it! What a sneaky bastard!‘ Leo

feel his scalp prickling with fury; he was about to charge over there, but Xavier grabbed his wrist. “Seriously,

died down, and for the first time, Xavier realized just how savage

Give me the details–maybe I can

‘Hold on–what did lan ever do to deserve all this?‘

Nothing.

honestly had no idea what was wrong with him, just knew every time

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girls are still waiting for you in the lounge. Quit acting out, man–if you keep

glance at Ian’s side of the room before finally turning away and heading back to

but he didn’t bother to look up. Like, obviously, he already knew

who can’t handle losing. Someone gets triggered the moment their crown slips,

Charles–what a joke. The so–called “main dude” is such a blockhead, he’s gonna get dumped soon

the one in charge now–if anyone deserved main character energy, it was

me. Leo? Let him keep losing his mind

out a soft, mocking

tried to act chill, he wasn’t comfortable at all–he really hated when too many people had their eyes

irresistible—everything she did just

getting on my nerves,’ Ian thought,

the private suite, the boiling mix of frustration and jealousy in his chest

after witnessing him steal a kiss from Yolanda. For some reason, she couldn’t help but feel a

at this place was amazing, and Megan hadn’t had a chance to visit before. Not wanting things to stay so

couple bottles of pricey wine and

don’t mind, right?” Megan asked, a little

smirked. “I’ve got a black

scumbag, but at least he’s not stingy. Time to go all out and treat myself,” she

cost over 30 thousand dollars each. Once the drinks arrived, she filled everyone’s glasses to the