Bella looked at Lucas through a drunken haze. She didn’t quite catch what he was saying.
But Lucas’s face was just so handsome.
As she looked at him, Bella found herself staring.
Lucas was used to women looking at him that way.
He knew from Bella’s gaze that she was captivated by his appearance.
He leaned closer to her. “Miss Ward, you’re drunk. Let me walk you back to your room.”
Bella pushed him away and steadied herself. “Drunk? Who’s drunk? Me? Are you underestimating how much I can drink?”
“Of course not,” Lucas said. “I’ve heard Miss Ward is brilliant and outstanding. You must be an amazing drinker, too.”
Bella smiled. “Of course. Come on, let’s keep drinking.”
She was a bit drunk, but not completely out of it. She saw Lucas and knew he was that boy toy.
Bella despised his status, a man who would accompany a woman old enough to be his mother, Ms. Harris, for money.
But right now, in her hazy state, she found his features exquisite and beautiful.
It was rare to see such a good-looking young man.
With his body and looks, he could have been a movie star if he had the right backing.
But Bella guessed he probably had no connections or power, so he couldn’t get the backing he needed.
That’s why he was stuck as a boy toy.
When she was sober, Bella scorned him. But in this half-drunk state, she thought it might be fun to tease a boy toy.
While they were drinking, Bella started taking the drinks she couldn’t finish, grabbing Lucas by the chin, and forcing them down his throat.
Watching Lucas unable to refuse, forced to swallow the alcohol, Bella felt an unprecedented thrill.
She had never experienced anything like it before.
He didn’t mind her disdain at all, as long as she took the bait.
Bella ordered two more rounds, and by the end, she was truly drunk.
While Lucas wasn’t immune to alcohol, drinking with clients was part of his job, so his tolerance was naturally quite high.
He supported Bella, and together they staggered back to the hotel.
However, Lucas didn’t take her back to the hotel room he shared with Debbie.
Instead, he guided Bella all the way back to her own room.
After closing the door, Lucas began to touch Bella’s waist.
She seemed to have a sliver of consciousness left. She grabbed his hand, tilted his chin up, and through her blurry, intoxicated eyes, Lucas’s face seemed even more handsome.
“Who gave you the nerve to touch me?”

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