Sir Ares, Goodnight

"My Angeline deserves the grandest wedding. She should not have to marry me in such a pitiful manner," Jay said solemnly.

Angeline said seriously, "I don't feel pitiful. There's a lot of money in the bank card you gave me. So much that I won't be able to finish spending it in a lifetime." The expression on Jay's face darkened unnaturally when money was mentioned...

"What do you want?"

"Jaybie, the bank card can act as my dowry," Angeline replied smilingly.

Jay looked at her silently before he pulled her chin toward him and kissed her lightly on the lips.

"Well then, what are you going to give me?" Angeline's eyes sparkled as she anticipated her gift from her love.

"Myself!" Jay said as he pointed toward himself.

Angeline nearly choked on her saliva. As she coughed violently, she muttered, "That's not as good as money."

Jay pushed her away and glared at her angrily. "You dislike me?"

dryly. "Love, I need the

I'm not important?" Jay would never have thought that there would be a day when he

money.

head. "Of course, my love is

Her eyes glinted mischievously.

had a feeling that he would not like whatever she

nearly caused him to burst

my love, I can just pounce on him any time

Jay,

bottle of Chateau Lafite-Rothschild on the table, opened it, and began chugging.

wine bottle away from him and smiled as she said, "This

She lifted her head and began drinking when she

and unconstrained when sober. Who knows what sort of indecencies she'll get up to under the influence of alcohol?" Angeline felt a gush of warmth settle all over her body after drinking

lap, she nuzzled, cuddled,

by alcohol. Jay chose to