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Chapter 73 Who's Charlie

Once a few more rounds passed, Liam quit playing tricks and simply dealt the disc to everyone.

Freya, however, wasn't about to back down from competing with Kristian.

She received either the one marked "small" or the one marked "big"-nothing in between.

"Who's ended up with the one marked 'big'?" Liam surveyed the group with a raised eyebrow.

Freya, more upbeat than usual, couldn't hide her enthusiasm. "That would be me,” she declared, her voice tinged with excitement. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare," Kristian replied without hesitation.

"Finish all the drinks on the table," she announced boldly.

A hush fell over the group. Everyone exchanged stunned glances.

Trent shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his expression one of dismay.

He knew all too well that Freya's judgment tended to slip when she had a few too many.

Kristian, locking eyes with Freya, his gaze intense and unwavering, promptly lifted three glasses. He downed them in one fluid motion, his voice dropping an octave, resonating with a seductive allure. "Let's keep this going," he insisted.

"Kristian, come on, if you're going to play, play it right," Freya slurred slightly, her words still sharp despite her tipsiness. "I said all the drinks, not just three."

"Freya, he's dodging the dare and going straight for the drink," Liam interjected, gently pointing out what might have escaped her notice.

Freya faltered, her gaze shifting from Kristian to the drinks scattered across the table. It seemed to be a logical explanation.

Kristian's expression darkened intriguingly as they launched into another round of their game, their roles now flipped.

Even through the fog of her drunkenness, Freya's instincts remained sharp. "Dare," she declared confidently. "Come here," Kristian commanded, his voice low, his intense gaze locked solely on her.

In that moment, Freya's cheeks were a vivid pink, her large, expressive eyes fluttering under the soft caress of her eyelashes.

Her lips, dewy and a deep shade of red, seemed to draw him in like a magnet.

Kristian, caught in the moment, realized he had never seen her quite like this-so vulnerable yet so alluring.

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Clutching her glass of wine with a defiant grip, Freya suddenly exclaimed, "No!"

Her voice cut through the buzz of the room, leaving everyone, including a dumbstruck Trent, staring in surprise.

With a flick of her wrist, she raised her glass and downed the contents as effortlessly.

Thankfully, after a cautious hint from Trent, Liam had wisely switched her beverage to a milder wine, averting any potential disasters.

"I just wanted you to come closer so I could whisper the dare," Kristian explained,

softening his earlier command.

lips downturned and her eyes narrow with skepticism. She

do

Trent responded, "Neither can

fell into

head, chimed in, "Yeah, I'm lost as

over was a dare in itself, even if he hadn't framed it

Kristian was the one stirring

Liam cut through the tension, his tone attempting to lighten the mood. "Let's just end the game here. There are rooms

Zander rose from their seats,

tonight's gathering was orchestrated by Liam with Freya

two bedrooms upstairs." Liam's gaze shifted back and forth between Kristian and Trent. "So,

clouded

else looking after his wife seemed preposterous and

was time for a serious discussion with

and decisive, his eyes locking with Kristian's in a silent battle of wills. "Freya will sleep on her own," he declared. "I'll share the room

furrowed in

at a

a subtle

her." Kristian's gaze landed on Freya, who was obliviously playing with the disc. His decision locked into place. "I'm not accustomed to sharing a bed with another man," he

out gently, his gaze dropping to the

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Chapter 73 Who's Charlie

turned towards him, her large eyes brimming

seized the moment to discreetly exit

tugged at his heartstrings. He knew too well that lingering too long could spark

was wiser to step back, he mentally passed

prefer to sleep alone or with Kristian?" Trent asked, always considerate

her voice tinged with a dreamy softness,

etched itself across

the world was

maintain calm, patiently explained, "Charlie isn't here tonight. Your choices are

his penetrating

Trent's lips took him aback. In such a scenario, wouldn't most

exactly was Trent's motive with

with Farrah tonight?" Freya inquired nonchalantly. All she truly wanted was a comforting presence.

what I can do," Trent replied, his voice tinged with

responded, her

Trent grabbed his phone and stepped out,

the table, seemingly oblivious to

Farrah's phone buzzed with an unknown number, her initial reaction was to

with no choice but

Trent Seymour," he began, his voice carrying a courteous and refined tone throughout

are you

she was currently in Jeucwell, promptly followed by giving her the address and explaining the evening's

wrapped up