The red wine had a spicy kick to it. It had a flavor that slid down his throat and into his stomach, setting off a slight burning sensation.
But even with the alcohol, he couldnât shake off the restlessness in his heart.
He had actually lost his cool in front of Thalassa for the second time, almost losing control of himself!
This wasnât good.
As a top leader, if he couldnât resist temptation, couldnât stay cool when faced with female allure, those with ulterior motives would seize this opportunity, and lead him to ultimate failure.
Looked like he still needed to work on his self-control skills.
Thalassa headed to the restroom, turned on the faucet, and splashed her face with cold water. The chilliness offered some relief to her burning cheeks.
While looking up at the mirror, she noticed that her lips were rosy and that her eyes were bright and filled with the shimmer of tears. Her lips were slightly swollen from the intense kissing, appearing even rosier than usual.
So, this is the aftermath of Lysanderâs kiss.
Heâd actually kissed her lips till they were swollen.
He was a tough one to handle.
Thalassa, are you okay?â Herthaâs worried voice came from behind her After turning around, Thalassa saw Herthaâs anxious and slightly flushed face.
She gave Herthaâs shoulder a light pat, reassuring her, 1m okay, donât worry.â
âItâs all my fault. If I hadnât spilled the wine, you wouldnât have had to help Mr. Sinclair with his pants, and he wouldnât have misunderstoodâ¦â Hertha pouted, looking extremely quilty If something had happened to Thalassa in the private room with Lysander, she would be the one to blame.
The thought of it still sent chills down Herthaâs spine.
Herthaâs words made Thalassa realize how todayâs embarrassing misunderstanding had occurred.
She wondered why Lysander would repeatedly behave so unreasonably towards her.
This time, she was the one who stirred his desires first.
As a normal adult male, Lysander couldnt control himself and ended up kissing her impulsively The previous time, when she was kneeling to hand him his card, he took her for a woman of the night, thinking he could do whatever to her if he paid.
Turned out that both times were misunderstandings.
Lysander probably didnât have any special feelings for her âItâs okay now; itâs all in the past. Thalassa smiled at her, showing her an optimistic smile.
âBy the way, how are things with Alaric?â Thalassa asked.
The mention of him made Hertha even more furious. âHe left with that woman; I have no idea where they went.â
Herthaâs heart ached as she thought about where they might have gone and what they might have done, and her breathing became heavy Thalassa didnât know how to comfort her, âLetâs get back to work, well finish in two hours. We each sold a bottle of red wine today, and weâll get a $1000 commission for each This job isnât a total lossâ
All she could do was hope Hertha could lighten up a bit. Considering the money, this part-time job wasnât a total loss.
âOkay, but I donât plan on coming here tomorrow.â Herthaâs mood was a bit low She felt like she wasnât cut out for this job; she was only causing trouble for Thalassa.
Thalassa said, âIâm not planning on coming back tomorrow either.â
No matter how great the pressure, she had no intention of coming back here Although the pay here was good, the job came with risks.
Sheâd been here three times now, and every time, sheâd been misunderstood by Lysander, who even did something that made her feel embarrassed. She didnât want to cause any more trouble for Lysander.
She might as well not come back and find another job where she could still make money apter
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