Chapter 233 The Elders

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"Heh, now you're bold enough to drink? Aren't you worried you'll be doubled over with stomach cramps in two days?"

Charmaine paused for a moment, confused at first, before realization hit her. A faint blush colored her checks.

So, Satan remembers my cycle after all-it's indeed two days from now!

She glanced awkwardly at the osmanthus cake, muttering, "Well... I'll try using my nose and mouth to grab the cake. Mr. Emyr, you have to hurry up and catch it!"

Before Emyr could respond, Charmaine puckered her lips, attempting to hook the cake with her nose. She struggled as the frosting clung to her face, making it more difficult to grab the cake.

Shawn, who had already finished three bottles of wine and was starting to feel light-headed, watched Charmaine's attempts and snickered, "You two are so cute. Just kiss already!"

The other wealthy friends, who had never seen Emyr act this way with a woman, joined in, pushing the idea further.

"Yeah, punishments are supposed to be timed."

"If they take too long, the punishment should be worse!"

"Should we just make them kiss as punishment?"

"That's actually a great idea! Haha!"

to try again, but

noticing. His hand rested gently yet firmly on her shoulder, his body

met hers, silently commanding, Open your

respond, still awkwardly holding the cake with

stare darkened, his hand moving to her chin, giving it a gentle

her mouth, just as she

fragrance of the cream mingled with the warmth

cheers, but Charmaine's mind blanked. Her senses were overwhelmed by the sweet taste of cream and the cool, crisp scent

into the cake, hearing a soft grunt of discomfort from

His usual cold demeanor was replaced with a smoldering intensity as his eyes remained locked

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Chapter 233 The Elders

felt as if he were devouring her with that

her chest, and she quickly grabbed some water, trying

enjoying the scene, teased, "Mr. Emyr, how was

man who usually kept a distance from women

tugging at the corner

face turned an even brighter shade of

to think that Satan might

game progressed, the

the years Emyr had played, he had never faced a punishment involving physical contact with a woman. Usually, he chose the penalty of drinking

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