Reckless Marriage Unyielding Love novel Chapter 121

Mikayla felt dizzy. Any slight movement would cause her stomach to churn.

Alcohol truly was bad for her.

It wasn't so bad while she was knocking one back. The true suffering came after she was done drinking.

With Juliet holding her up, she made her way back to the private room. As soon as the door was opened, Juliet suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Mikayla suppressed her nausea and looked up in confusion, only to see Carlos standing there and staring back at them.

"Are you drunk?" he asked in a deep voice, clearly annoyed.

Mikayla raised her eyes and said, "I'm fine."

She could at least still recognize him.

"I'll take her home and have Kashton drive the rest of you," Carlos said as he strode over and grabbed Mikayla.

"Oh, stop it! I'll just hire a designated driver myself!" Juliet stepped back and waved to them.

Then, she suddenly seemed to realize something and whispered in Mikayla's ear, "Be careful. Don't let Carlos easily get what he wants!" Then, she smiled wickedly and left.

Mikayla's head was spinning, but she was still conscious of what was happening. She stared after Juliet as the latter strutted happily away.

"Bye! No need to see me off!" Juliet said.

"Juliet!" Mikayla called after her. How could she just leave like that?

The next thing she knew, Carlos had yanked her into his arms.

Mikayla was speechless. 'Is he not afraid that I'll puke all over him with all this manhandling?' she thought.

Feeling her squirm in his embrace, Carlos said exasperatedly, "It looks like I should get rid of all the alcohol I have in my house."

Mikayla raised her delicate face and smiled at him. "Carlos, take me home!"

"Mika!" he hissed.

"What's wrong?" Hearing him call her name, Mikayla looked up at his face and leaned against his chest.

"I heard that alcohol in the system will enhance the kissing experience." Carlos raised his brows and stared at the woman nuzzling against his embrace.

Mikayla's cheeks flushed red with embarrassment.

'Which one of us has had one too many drinks?' she wondered.

Carlos knew what she was thinking and replied, "Don't worry, I am very sober!"

Mikayla's head was spinning. She didn't anticipate that Carlos would press her against the wall and kiss her.

Carlos could taste the alcohol in her breath, indicating that she had a lot to drink.

With their lips pressed together, Mikayla could faintly taste some alcohol and tobacco from his lips.

He caressed her waist through her clothes.

Mikayla didn't know whether it was the alcohol or Carlos was too good at this, but her body was starting to react to his touches.

Then, Carlos broke the kiss. Mikayla stared at him in confusion. The desire in his eyes was as clear as day.

'Why is he always able to stop and regain composure when he's the one who started things? Oh my goodness, I really want to cuss him out!' she thought.

Looking at her charming appearance, Carlos smiled with satisfaction.

He was right; alcohol did enhance the kissing experience.