Love On Ice: Don’t Leave Me, My Charming Liar

Chapter 108: After downing the liquor, a brief frown crossed her face, quickly replaced by a diplomatic smile. "Excellent! It's clear why Mr. Ryland Brooks sent you. Let's get down to business," Zack said, his gaze lingering inappropriately on Nyla. After a few glasses of liquor, the alcohol's warmth spread across Nyla's face, enhancing her allure. Both Zack and Wendell showed signs of intoxication, with Zack making less effort to conceal his intentions. He positioned Nyla between them, his hand boldly caressing her thigh. "Miss Green, relax and enjoy.

You seem to want this as well, flirting so provocatively. You must be longing for it. Let me indulge." Nyla intercepted his hand with a smile. "Gentlemen, let's not hurry. Regarding the partnership... your thoughts?" "I'll sign now. Bring me a pen, right away," Zack said, leaning close to Nyla, his demeanor pleased. With a pen provided by Nyla, Zack and Wendell quickly scribbled their signatures and pressed their fingerprints onto the document. After inspecting the contract thoroughly, Nyla put it in her bag and stood up with a playful smirk.

"I'll just slip into something more appropriate." Zack grasped her hand, expressing his dissatisfaction. "Change right here; it makes no difference. You'll need to remove it anyway. I want to see if you're as eager as us." Masking her disgust, Nyla maintained her flirtatious facade. "Trust me, it's a surprise. I'll go change into it for you." "Okay, okay, just make it quick," they urged in unison. Nyla excused herself, inwardly mocking their naivety. Once she was alone, Nyla rushed to the restroom, splashing her face with cold water.

She furiously washed the areas they had touched and used tissue after tissue to clean her chest. Get the latest gαℓησνℓs․com Feeling tainted by the interaction, she was overwhelmed by disgust. The memory of the unwanted contact on her thigh brought on nausea, and she vomited, ridding herself of the alcohol. Clutching her stomach, she lingered in the quiet of the restroom, gathering her strength. Suddenly, a wave of angry outbursts filled the restaurant. "You have no shame! It's clear you weren't here just to eat! Are you trying to kill me by cheating?" one woman cursed. "Tell me!

How long has this affair been going on? How many have you cheated with? And how much have you spent on her?" another woman shouted. From her point of view, Nyla saw that the room had filled up quickly. Both Zack and Wendell sported fresh red marks, likely from slaps. She pressed herself against the wall, turning away with a mix of fatigue and disgust. The sound of accusations and altercations continued. Moments later, Nyla grabbed her bag and headed for the back exit. Just as she touched the doorknob, a low moan stopped her. She couldn't help but smirk at the audacity. . . .