Watching the door close, Eva Miller finally indulged in her drinking.
She wasn't that foolish, was she? With Luke Land here, would she dare to drink so much? What if he took advantage of her?
"..."
Sometimes, she was indeed very fascinated by the taste of alcohol, a feeling she couldn't quite describe.
She drank a lot, feeling light and airy, but still retained a last trace of consciousness. She stumbled back to her room, pulled the covers, and lay down on the bed, quickly falling asleep.
Luke Land stood outside the door, glanced at his phone, and mulling over the time thought it was about right, took out the key and opened the door.
The dining table was a mess, two wine bottles toppled over on the ground, quite a capacity for alcohol, she actually drank two bottles.
He locked the door behind him, tossed the key onto the coffee table, and quietly made his way towards her room.
