Chapter 4

A bottle of booze was worth 20 grand Even if she had the guts to give it a shot, she didn’t have the money to handle the fallout of a failure

“Good suggestion, start pouring Alaric made the call for the crew-

Just to double check, Thalassa asked, “Gentlemen, are you really sure?”

“Absolutely! Quit yapping and pour the drinks!” Alaric rushed her

Thalassa then confidently popped a bottle First heading towards Richard, who was sandwiched between two hotties. She brought two glasses, placed them in front of them, and leaned over to pour Unbeknownst to her, as she poured, her neckline plunged and her dress hiked up, giving off some serious visual feast

Lysander caught sight of this view. His eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Thalassa then went on to pour for Richard, Ethan, and Alaric’s lady friends. Next, she stood up straight, maintaining her professional smile “Ladies, please enjoy.”

Upon receiving the green light from their gentlemen, the ladies took a sip from their glasses and unanimously appreciated it. “Delicious!”

In this kind of setting, all the women knew how to butter up these wealthy dudes. Who’d be crazy enough to risk saying the wine sucked?

In such a situation, everyone knew not to rock the boat.

Lysander? He’s the man of the hour tonight. If you overlook him, you can’t handle the repercussions, Alaric commanded Thalassa, raising his eyebrows.

the four notorious young masters of Starhaven, gathered because Lysander just got back. They were here to celebrate for him.

leaned over to pour for Lysander. She was careful with the pour, oblivious to the man’s fiery gaze

saw the man’s eyes, dark as an abyss, and sharp as a sword, which scared the bejesus out of her. She quickly

might have messed up, spoke in a

sounded like a woman’s low moan. Just

sweet and helpless. It was like a drunken kitten. Why did this woman’s voice sound

was fighting his enemy on a helicopter. He was drugged and fell from the helicopter after getting injured. He met a woman and

find that woman, only to be told that the woman had

misheard, or was it just a similar voice. Was the

was scared by

stood up, intending to step back,

her face was pressed against his The man’s skin was tense and hot, transmitting from Thalassa’s cheek to

other three, seeing this, started teasing excitedly, “Whoa, Lysander, love’s knocking on

your name? You’ve got guts.”

being taken down by a woman? OMG,

she slipped and fell on him again, her face bumping against his She was even more flustered. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to..

onto the sofa. Just as she was about to push herself up. grabbed by the wrist. His eyes were cold, his face was calm but with a hint of

she was tightly

was the woman from that night, but her face, soft and sweet to the touch, stirred up his deep desires. He didn’t see the woman’s face that night, but when he left, he purposely touched her face to remember the feel of her cheeks, that unique sweetness that moved him. How could there

beyond ordinary, and with his emotions fluctuating, Lysander didn’t realize he was holding her too tightly. Thalassa’s wrist was hurting

to serve you and promote the wine I had

but Lysander wouldn’t let go, her eyes

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