Drunk and Daring I Kissed a Tycoon

Chapter 3

Luke stood behind Vespera, his presence exuding an icy chill.

Sensing the shift in the room, Vespera glanced over her shoulder. So, he had been here all along.

She quickly turned back, her gaze landing on the short-haired woman sitting in the corner of the couch. Earlier, Tina had been lounging smugly, one leg crossed over the other, absentmindedly twirling her hair around her finger.

But now, her expression had completely soured. Her smile was gone, replaced by a murderous glare.

It was clear Luke and Tina had been meeting up with the rest. Judging by their friends' casual tone, this wasn't just a one-time occurrence—it had happened enough times that they no longer bothered to hide it.

Luke took a step forward. The group, as if suddenly released from paralysis, sprang into action.

"We're sorry! We were just talking nonsense."

"Mrs. Munoz, nothing is going on between Luke and Ms. Sowle!"

"Mrs. Munoz, please don't take it seriously."

Luke grabbed Vespera's wrist, intent on dragging her away. But before he could, she turned and threw her drink straight into his face.

The room fell into a dead silence. Everyone watched, their scalps tingling. Did she really just do that?

Then, Vespera flashed a wide smile and said, "Enjoy your time with your sweetheart. I wouldn't want to spoil the fun."

She lowered her head, attempting to pry his fingers off her wrist.

Luke's expression darkened. Without a word, he scooped her up, slung her over his shoulder, and strode out.

The room fell silent.

against his hold. Just then, the elevator doors

around, her eyes were drawn to the sleek black leather shoes, the straight legs clad in tailored black suit pants, and the pale, slender hands resting at his sides. His fingers were long and

was thick with silence and

couldn't resist looking up. She saw a pair of deep, piercing eyes staring

speechless as she lowered

her into the car's back seat before

down for so long and then thrown

a wet wipe from the car's compartment and

corner of her eye, Vespera caught a glimpse of something behind the tissue box-it looked like a

could say anything, Luke demanded, "Why did you

the door handle, ready to get out. The

irritation. "Where do

She pressed her fingertips and murmured, "I want

called Osbert, who was waiting outside the club, and told

from Luke as possible,

home, she wasted no time

and gulped a full glass of ice-cold water. Finally, she felt slightly

seated. She walked over and sat down as well. Another suffocating

club and made a scene. I'm so humiliated.

Anything else?" Vespera asked

to last, stop these unnecessary suspicions. I don't

"Alright. Anything else?"

have any

have to be annoyed

went upstairs to their bedroom, only to

toward the edge of the bed to

her, forcefully pulling her from the