She Took The House The Car And My Heart

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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,

gaze, softening his earlier command. "I wasn't

lips downturned and her eyes narrow with skepticism. She turned towards

do that? I

his head, Trent responded, "Neither can

room fell into an

scratching his head, chimed in, "Yeah,

a dare in itself, even if

that Kristian was the one stirring

just end

their seats, their movements

gathering was orchestrated by Liam with Freya and Kristian

upstairs." Liam's gaze shifted back and forth between Kristian and Trent.

face clouded over with

looking after his

time for a serious discussion with Liam

his voice firm and decisive, his eyes locking with Kristian's in a silent battle of wills. "Freya will sleep

brow furrowed in

a loss

faces revealed 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

called out gently, his gaze dropping to

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Chapter 73 Who's Charlie

him, her large eyes brimming with an

moment to discreetly exit

transformation from her usually confident self to this gentler, more vulnerable version tugged at his heartstrings. He knew too well that lingering too

back, he mentally passed the

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

with Charlie," Freya declared, her voice tinged with a dreamy softness, as if recalling a comforting

etched itself across

in the world

isn't here tonight. Your choices are to sleep alone or with

his penetrating gaze drifting

that had just tumbled from Trent's lips took him aback. In such a scenario, wouldn't most people probe about whose bed

exactly was Trent's motive with

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

do," Trent replied,

Freya responded,

grabbed his phone and stepped out,

the table, seemingly oblivious to Kristian's

unknown number, her initial

choice but to pick

and refined tone

Why are

currently in Jeucwell, promptly followed by giving her the address

wrapped up after