Chapter 62 A Staggering Fluke

The next morning, Lorelei woke up feeling mildly suffocated and was always about to choke with every breath she took. While her senses were still yet to be fully awakened, she subconsciously glided her hands to her chest area, where she felt something pressing down on it, and caught an arm.

As her brain was still starting up its engine, despite feeling something was off, she only moaned in annoyance and yeet the arm off her chest.

Right when she wanted to get back into sleep, her eyes flicked open, and she sat up violently.

Her clouded eyes turned crystal clear in a flash.

Lorelei remembered that she went drinking at a bar the night before and bumped into Michaela. They were chugging drinks like nobody’s business, and what came next was an absolute blur.

 

Argh! What happened after we drank? She rubbed the ball of her thumb on her aching forehead and groaned.

Lorelei couldn’t really hold her liquor, and she barely drank. She has been the model girl-next-door since day one and wouldn’t have tried to drown her sorrows a few days in a row if it weren’t for Alois.

 

What she could faintly recall was that she and Michaela had tons to drink the night before. I wonder where she went? she thought and turned her head to the other side of the bed.

On top of a handsome face, a naked body of a man was presented before her. She was so shocked that she literally jumped out of bed and fell onto the floor. With her hands pressing on her eyes, “Ah!” she screamed.

“Why are you shouting so early in the morning? Shut up!”

The man, irritated by her reaction, complained. He didn’t bother to open his eyes, nor did he sit up to see who was next to him before getting back to sleep.

“Who are you? Why are you on my bed? Don’t act like you didn’t hear me. Get up now and put on your clothes, you thug!”

Lorelei had read novels encompassing plots of one-night-stands under the influence of booze, but never had she imagined that she would, one day, be like the heroines in the stories.

She was too scared to move her hands away from her eyes, and her face turned as pale as a ghost.

he looked down at his naked body. While on tenterhooks, he frantically covered his manly organs with his hands and

to introduce a girl to me, and you sent her straight onto my bed! I trusted you so wholeheartedly

wasn’t Vincent’s first time staying at

wee hours. Since he had quite a lot to drink the night before, his driver

in, taking off his clothes, dumping himself onto the bed, and dozing off instantly. He definitely wasn’t expecting to see a

character and wasn’t restricted by any rules at the mansion. Also, sleeping naked was his thing, and it was never an issue here since he was usually the only

was mortified by the thought of being fully exposed to

he turned his head toward Lorelei who was still blindfolding herself with her hands.

more aggressive. “You’ve already seen everything, haven’t you!

her hands down and stared into Vincent’s eyes. “You are the one who made yourself comfortable on my bed, and now you’re making a fuss about it?

I

an impish grin when

eyes to the familiar voice and was surprised after recognizing the man in

too bad. You still remembered me.

their respective holes one by one in slow-mo while looking at Lorelei

catch what he was trying to say and furrowed her brows in confusion. “Huh?

her another glance. “How did

“Who?”

Jonathan?

I don’t know him.” After analyzing the situation they were

him

wasn’t the answer Vincent was expecting, and he gave Lorelei a sidelong glance. “You don’t know him? Then how on earth did you

on my bed. Did I get it wrong? Anyway, I’ll just

his jacket, and again, looked at Lorelei before leaving. “I see that you’re okay

on the same bed last night! Lorelei was on the warpath and

a mess from the sleeping and tumbling and was showing some skin. Lorelei blushed at the sight and quickly straightened and readjusted the dress to cover whatever needed to

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