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.

you going to pour one for Lysander? He’s the man of the hour tonight. If you overlook him, you can’t handle the repercussions, Alaric

four notorious young masters of Starhaven, gathered because Lysander

was careful with the pour, oblivious to the man’s fiery gaze on her plunging neckline.

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

she might have messed up, spoke in a cautious whisper.

Lysander’s ears, it sounded like a woman’s low moan. Just like the woman

like a drunken kitten. Why did this woman’s voice

He was drugged and fell from the helicopter after getting injured. He met a woman and then

that woman, only to be told that the woman had been crushed to death by a collapsed

or was it just a similar voice. Was the woman in front of him not

by

up, intending to step back, and

in his arms. Even more embarrassingly, her face was pressed against his The man’s skin was tense

excitedly, “Whoa, Lysander, love’s knocking on your

miss, what’s your name? You’ve got

taken down by a woman? OMG, I’m gonna remember this for the rest of my

panicked. She quickly stood up, supporting herself on his chest, but in her hurry, she slipped and fell on him again, her face bumping against his She was even

no strength to get up and was ready to roll onto the sofa. Just as she was about to push herself up. grabbed by the wrist. His

she was tightly

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 be another

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

off. She quickly explained, “Sir, I’m just a waitress here to serve you and promote the wine I had no intention of seducing you, I really

to pull her hand out, but Lysander wouldn’t

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