The balcony was too cold, so the two sat cross-legged on the carpet in the room.
The bottle of wine Natalie Vaughn randomly picked turned out to be the oldest; at first, it was smooth and not too strong, but later on it became quite intoxicating.
As Zane Thorne looked at the bottle, he remembered that night when he first took Natalie Vaughn to Dragon's Crest Villa. He had once used a bottle of wine to get her drunk and then watched as she became docile, completely his.
This time, he shamelessly intended to play the same trick.
Natalie Vaughn smelled the scent of smoke on Zane Thorne and cautiously asked.
"Whose phone call was that?"
It couldn't be a matter of the corporation, such work-related matters wouldn't affect Zane Thorne like this.
"Miles Rhodes."
