Zacharias guided Shirley to the room, and she collapsed onto the bed. She was dressed in a tight blue knit dress, radiating a seductive: charm. Her slender legs drew attention as well.

His breathing became slightly labored as he gazed at the girl with her hazy and half-open- eyes. Her eyes were alluring, and a strand of disheveled hair hung over her forehead, but she couldn’t be bothered to fix it.

Zacharias let out a faint sigh and instinctively reached out to fix her hair, but as he touched her forehead, it was immediately caught by her slender and white hand.

Shirley gazed at him with misty eyes and pouted her red lips slightly while looking somewhat pitiful. She said, “Cole, don’t leave me, okay?”

Zacharias’ heart trembled. She had mistaken him for Cole. How drunk was she to be unable to recognize a person?

said while holding onto the man’s big hand and pressing it against her

became more daring as she was emboldened by the alcohol. She firmly grabbed Zacharias waist, rolled on top of him, and pressed

and his eyes were filled with anticipation and a

Zacharias’ voice contained a hint of danger. She cupped Zacharias’ face. Her drunken state made her believe she was

Cole. She caressed Zacharias’ face, staring at his sensual lips. She breathed softly and closed her eyes

kissed him hesitantly as she did not know how to really

his shoulder wound and the stinging sensation on his arm, none of it stopped him from doing what he

and in the next moment, his thin lips covered her red

out a soft moan. In her mind, the passionate man kissing her right now wasn’t anyone

wild and fiery, their lips and tongues intertwined. The kiss struck a chord in her heart. Amidst her drunken state,

injured, and

closed, and there was a light inside. When he approached, he

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