Inebriation often leads to confusion, making individuals prone to impulsive actions.

Lois could possibly capitalize on this situation to her advantage.

Struggling, Lois helped Leon to his bedroom. He sprawled across the bed, forming a cross.

Lois unfastened two buttons on her dress, revealing an alluring glimpse. She then poured a glass of water and gingerly climbed onto the bed, cradling Leon’s head.

“Have some water,” she whispered.

As Leon’s pounding head received gentle massaging, he felt considerably more at ease. He blinked open his eyes, momentarily perplexed. Was it Aisha?

Leon clasped Lois’ arm. “Aisha? You’ve

Aisha?

coursed through Lois’ heart. Leon raised his hand, his fingers brushing her

grown into

froze. The usually stoic Leon had

I won’t leave you again. I’ll

you disappeared, I’ve searched high and low for you. I’ve scoured almost every corner of

set down the water glass and leaned in, pressing

for a moment. These soft lips were so tender. In a heartbeat, he grasped the back of Lois’ head, deepening

beneath him. His body radiated

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