His Unveiled Passion

The place was a breeding ground for flirtation and indulgence.

As Tessa stepped into the bar, the clamor of voices and music made her knit her brows. She never really liked places like this.

"Tess, over here!" Naomi waved her over, standing next to Sienna.

Tessa walked over as Naomi casually led her to the drinks bar, settling onto a high stool. "Leo, three Mojitos."

The bartender smiled in response and began mixing the drinks with skilled hands.

Naomi leaned closer and whispered in Tessa's ear, "This bartender's name is Leo. He's 26 and basically the 'star attraction' of this place. What do you think? Pretty handsome, huh?"

Tessa lifted her gaze and took a quick look at the man before her. He wasn't very tall—maybe about five feet nine inches-but he had delicate, attractive features. His slightly wavy hair gave off the vibe of an actor straight out of a movie.

Without revealing much emotion, she withdrew her gaze. "He's alright."

Naomi grinned mischievously. "So, do you like this type? That's the little puppy I was telling you about. Tons of girls come here just to see him."

As if on cue, a girl approached Leo, openly flirting with him and slipping a thick stack of banknotes across the counter without hesitation.

Tessa shook her head. "Too many women around him—not my type."

for fun, not marriage," Naomi teased with a playful lift of her eyebrows.

out there parading around with some actress, and you're still playing the devoted ex? Live

"I... I'm

only because you haven't tasted

bartender placed three Mojitos in front of

a sweet smile. "Thanks,

eyes with her, his smile laced with a teasing charm. "No need to thank me,

a word, sparks of

and Sienna exchanged a glance, both blinking in confusion,

hit it off like

glass, Tessa's frustration only seemed

longing for Stephen seemed to grow

to console

one, introduce you to someone else Didn't I say I'd

།

get the manager. Just tell me what type you

downed three glasses, and her head was starting to spin. Her words came out in

and struggling to hear over

her head. "I don't like messing