The hormones on him were truly intoxicating; that lingering kiss seems to remain in my mind, impossible to shake off.
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Lucas Knight attended a dinner party and returned.
Just after stepping out of the exclusive VIP elevator, he saw a group of women ahead. Standing tall, his sharp gaze immediately caught sight of Eva Nightingale.
She was wearing a burgundy camisole.
Damn, does she always wear like this?
Fine, but why does she wear colors he likes?!
Last night, her gown was white, and her intimate apparel was all white...
Through the air, a flame smoldered in Lucas Knight's eyes.
His eyes fell on the fiery red roses in her arms. Roses, who sent them?
No, she has nothing to do with him; whoever wants to send them can do so, why should he care?
Fine then...
She kissed the roses.
Only then did he notice she was holding a cigarette between her fingers?!
