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“And that Mia from before, she wasn’t innocent either. She owed money for cosmetic surgery, and three months ago she received a large transfer, clearing her debt. She approached Lucas with a purpose…”
“Lucas is playful, but you’re steady. You two should live well together, don’t let other women take advantage, understand?”
I suddenly sprang up, nodding vigorously.
Which little bitch had such dirty tricks?
Wanting to steal my sugar daddy? No way.
With a blank expression, I typed to Lucas on WhatsApp: “Honey, I miss you.”
The reply was instant: “Eight, V7”
“Mwah mwah mwah, I miss my Ava too.”
Eight was the hottest club in the city.
The female go–go dancers had bodies better than supermodels, their hip swings making the air spicy.
Stinging the nose, burning the lungs.
Lucas came to the entrance to meet me, holding my hand as we dodged through the crowd.
I planned to sit on Lucas’s lap later to tease him, then take him home at night.
As soon as I saw Noah and Zoe were also there, I immediately felt uncomfortable.
The plan changed to “eye–flirting.”
Lucas rarely saw me so enthusiastic, and at the climax of the music, he couldn’t help but lean in for a kiss.
Somehow, I still managed to dodge it.
Then I quickly kissed his cheek and snuggled into his arms playfully.
His friend Derek jeered: “Wow, once in a blue moon, huh? Lucas must be over the moon…”
Several of his buddies whistled along.
Lucas immediately held me tighter.
His face was flushed red, very happy.
I poked his cheek with my finger, making his ears turn red too.
It was a bit unexpected.
Such an innocent reaction from a playboy.
Across from us, Noah’s bottle tipped over, spilling all over the table.
He straightened his glasses, hiding the momentary loss of composure in his eyes.
Zoe, having been with him for years, understood his thoughts perfectly.
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She panicked and glared at me, cursing under her breath: “Slut.”
Lucas was about to retort on my behalf.
Noah raised his hand first, the back of it accurately and unmistakably striking Zoe’s face, leaving an exaggerated red swelling.
“You’ve been running your mouth about Miss Ava repeatedly, have you forgotten your place? Do you need me to tighten your skin again?”
Zoe bit her lip, unwilling but silent as a cicada.
Noah was terrifying when angry, no one dared to provoke him.
In the past, I had personally seen him pin down a bald man who harassed me and beat him.
He used whatever was at hand – ashtrays, bottles, chairs – beating the man until he was like a dead fish…
Suddenly, countless white paper slips fell before my eyes.
I was pulled back to reality.
Noah had disappeared from across the table.
Lucas took my hand and led me to the dance floor.
“Ava, there’s a special event today. After the paper slips finish falling, people can kiss anyone they want.”
I froze on the spot, clutching Lucas tightly.
“Then don’t leave me.”
Lucas smiled: “Mm.”
As the last paper slips fell, the music started.
Chaos erupted around us.
Lucas, who had been holding my hand, slipped away like a greased eel, pushed out by the crowd and disappearing from my sight.
I wandered helplessly in the low light.
Something crashed into me from behind.
It felt like a man’s chest, deliberately getting closer, his palm gently landing on my shoulder.
I was extremely nervous, burying my face tightly in my palms, putting up an absolute defense.
I broke away from the person behind me.
After running a few steps, that person directly grabbed my arm.
His large hand gripped my neck, turned my face, and brought me to his lips.
Long and delicate nibbling swallowed all my resistance.
A familiar feeling, a familiar posture.
In the autumn of sophomore year, Noah was working hard to close a big deal.
When it was over, other bosses left gracefully with their beauties.
Only Noah was left, drunkenly collapsed on the sofa, like a dog curled up on the street in the dead of winter,
I went to pick him up. His eyes were unfocused, only clearing slightly when he saw me.
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I concernedly helped him up, but he lay motionless.
His large palm pressed against the back of my head, pulling me towards his lips, kissing me passionately and sorrowfully.
In our four years together, it was our only kiss.
Bitter and painful.
