“Stop talking nonsense,” Steve said, clamping a hand over the guy’s mouth.
He turned to Evelyn with a forced smile. “Don’t listen to him. He just likes to talk nonsense.”
Evelyn nodded, feeling a bit self–conscious under everyone’s gaze.
This was her first gathering since returning to the lab, and she’d never seen her colleagues so lively.
The guy, nicknamed Stone, was Tyler Gray–Steve’s close friend since their school days.
“Wrong, bro! Let go of me!” Tyler mumbled, squirming under Steve’s grip.
But Steve didn’t budge.
Tyler’s eyes lit up with mischief. He made a “pfft” sound, and Steve immediately recoiled, wiping his hand with a napkin.
The room erupted in laughter.
“Stone, playing dirty now that you can’t win?” someone teased.
Tyler smirked. “It’s not dirty. It’s psychological warfare!”
After dinner, someone suggested they continue the night at a bar.
In France, KTVs were rare, and no one wanted to search for one so late. They settled on a decent–looking bar and booked a private room.
The noise from downstairs faded as they entered the room. Evelyn, holding Steve’s hand, finally relaxed.
But the peace didn’t last.
Evelyn, who’d grown up in a quiet household, was stunned.
But as the night went on, she found herself enjoying the noise.
But after seeing her in action, they quickly changed their tune.
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The readers' comments on the novel: 99 Bloody Lashes And A Bullet To His Hear
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God i hopenhe rotts and her new sexy husband wakes up and is all she dreamed dom would be...