Chapter 517

York gave Leda a look that screamed, "You expect me to believe that?"

As she turned to head back to her room, he suddenly piped up, "How about a drink?"

Leda glanced back, her eyes sweeping over the frosted decanter.

It was her favorite wine, perfectly chilled...

"Sure, pour me a glass!" she couldn't resist the temptation.

York immediately went to grab glasses.

"Here, try this. I promise you'll love it!" he boasted as he handed her a glass.

Leda took it with a smirk, "That's because my taste in wine is impeccable."

"Of course, your taste in wine and my skills make a perfect match, right?"

"Your 'skills' are questionable at best. Leave me out of it." Leda retorted, taking a sip.

York was left speechless, clearly not used to losing.

With just one sip, Leda had to admit, York did have a knack for this.

"Not bad, huh?" he asked, a hint of pride in his voice.

alright," she replied, not wanting to inflate his ego

"Just alright?!"

Leda

finish your

gone soft?" York quickly went back to slurping up

wine glass was thrust in front

fingers holding it unexpectedly caught his eye. Her delicate wrists, the fair back of her hand, even the nails painted a soft pink hue mesmerized him.

mix of confusion and daze, "What

"Another glass."

"Oh, right!"

his flustered state, he reached out to take the glass but

head down to his e

shock

Snap!

instinctively retracting his hand, only to see a red

"Why'd you hit me?"

wine, not a sleazy

was an accident! I didn't mean to... It's not like I touched

trailed off, losing steam

simply embarrassment,

glared, "You're thinking

stars instead? Clearly, you're too used to

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slap

at a

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