Chapter 233 The Elders
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“Heh, now you’re bold enough to drink? Aren’t you worried you’ll be doubled over with stomach cramps in two days?”
Charmaine paused for a moment, confused at first, before realization hit her. A faint blush colored her checks.
So, Satan remembers my cycle after all–it’s indeed two days from now!
She glanced awkwardly at the osmanthus cake, muttering, “Well… I’ll try using my nose and mouth to grab the cake. Mr. Emyr, you have to hurry up and catch it!”
Before Emyr could respond, Charmaine puckered her lips, attempting to hook the cake with her nose. She struggled as the frosting clung to her face, making it more difficult to grab the cake.
Shawn, who had already finished three bottles of wine and was starting to feel light–headed, watched Charmaine’s attempts and snickered, “You two are so cute. Just kiss already!”
The other wealthy friends, who had never seen Emyr act this way with a woman, joined in, pushing the idea further.
“Yeah, punishments are supposed to be timed.”
“If they take too long, the punishment should be worse!”
“Should we just make them kiss as punishment?”
“That’s actually a great idea! Haha!”
Charmaine glared at the troublemakers, her patience running thin. She was about to try again, but then she felt a sudden pressure on her shoulder.
Emyr had leaned in closer without her noticing. His hand rested gently yet firmly on her shoulder, his body leaning over her as he effortlessly bit into the cake.
In an instant, his piercing gaze met hers, silently commanding, Open your mouth.
Charmaine froze, unsure of how to respond, still awkwardly holding the cake with her lips pursed and her nose scrunched.
Emyr’s stare darkened, his hand moving to her chin, giving it a gentle but firm press.
Reluctantly, Charmaine opened her mouth, just as she felt the warmth of his lips graze hers.
The light fragrance of the cream mingled with the warmth of his breath.
Around them, the room erupted in cheers, but Charmaine’s mind blanked. Her senses were overwhelmed by the sweet taste of cream and the cool, crisp scent of him.
Without thinking, she bit into the cake, hearing a soft grunt of discomfort from Emyr.
He pulled away, settling back into his chair. His usual cold demeanor was replaced with a smoldering intensity as his eyes remained locked on hers.
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it felt as if he were devouring her with that intense stare.
Her heart pounded in her chest, and she quickly grabbed some water, trying to steady herself.
Sinnova, thoroughly enjoying the scene, teased, “Mr. Emyr, how was it? Sweet?”
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The man who usually kept a distance from women now looked unusually satisfied, a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “Not bad.”
Charmaine’s face turned an even brighter shade of red.
She was starting to think that Satan might be a flirt!
As the game progressed, the teasing grew more intense.
For all the years Emyr had played, he had never faced a punishment involving physical contact with a woman. Usually, he chose the penalty of drinking instead.
This time, however, was a break from tradition!
Shawn, Sinnova, and their troublemaking friends wasted no time in making fun of him.
Meanwhile, Freya sat there, shaking with disbelief.
She never expected Emyr would actually …
When his lips brushed against Charmaine’s, his touch was commanding, yet unexpectedly tender. Freya could only watch, her heart aching as the scene unfolded before her eyes.
Veronica, her head lowered, gripped the tablecloth tightly. Jealousy burned in her eyes, her emotions barely contained.
The laughter lightened the mood for a moment, but it was abruptly interrupted by a knock on the door.
Tad entered, whispering something into Emyr’s ear.
Moments later, Keon’s men followed, delivering a quick report.
The room fell silent. No one dared speak a word.
the Jameses had always been the first in receiving important news. Their network spanned the globe, and in Eragos, very little could escape the reach of the Crosses.
As soon as they made a move, Sinnova, ever sharp, quickly guessed, “Did the big shots get word?”
Emyr nodded, exchanging a brief look with Keon.
Without any outsiders around, Keon spoke plainly, “Reliable sources say the Elders will be arriving in Eragos by early morning, escorted by official security.”
