Chapter 3
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After exchanging a quick smile, Julien's large hand slid around Serena's slender waist.
"Babe, you're looking seriously sexy tonight," he whispered in her ear, his voice dripping with seduction.
Serena smiled back, but the smile didn't quite reach her eyes.
"How about we take a walk after the party?" Julien's gaze lit up like a predator spotting prey. A woman like her was a rare find, and he knew it.
Serena gave him another enigmatic smile.
"Jules, over here!" a female voice called out. Julien turned briefly, then shot a look back at Serena. "Wait for me, babe. I'll be right back," he said, pressing his fingers to his lips before touching them to hers, then ran off.
Just then, a man stepped up to Serena. "Miss, would you honor me with a dance?" His deep, sultry voice had a way of making the air tingle.
Serena paused, surprised. "It's you," she murmured, then quickly composed herself, her lips curling into a slight smile. A moment later, her delicate hand was placed in his strong grasp, and together they glided toward the dance floor.
"I told you we'd meet again," he said, his hand resting against the smooth curve of her back, his warm breath stirring the air in her ear.
"Yes, here we are again," she replied, not surprised in the least. Her red lips curved into a sultry smile, like a flower blooming provocatively under the sun.
She is breathtakingly elegant and slim. He was tall and impossibly handsome.
Together, their dance was seamless, each step in perfect sync.
The moment they stepped onto the floor, they became the center of attention.
Eyes closed, Alexander savored the feel of her soft skin under his hand, her fragrance swirling in his senses, making his pulse race as though a thousand tiny creatures were crawling through his veins.
"It's a bit stuffy in here. How about we take a walk outside?" His lips brushed against her earlobe as they spun in a graceful turn, barely whispering the words.
"Is that an invitation?" Serena tilted her head, her expression a playful mix of amusement and flirtation, her eyes gleaming with a teasing challenge.
"Yes, babe. What do you say?" Alexander responded without hesitation.
They both knew exactly what kind of game they were playing, no need for pretense.
"Of course," Serena nodded, her answer short but decisive.
"Then what are we waiting for?" Alexander smirked, giving her a light kiss that barely grazed her lips.
As the music wound down, Julien, having just been introduced to several high-society women by his mother, scanned the room, only to find that Serena had disappeared—vanished like a mischievous sprite.
And not just her—his best friend, Alexander, notorious for his endless flings, was missing too.
Outside, the moonlight bathed the world in a soft, silver glow, making everything appear almost otherworldly.
"The night is beautiful," Alexander murmured, pulling her closer, his lips grazing her earlobe, his hands roaming her smooth back, like he was caressing the finest silk.
"Oh, is it? The night *is* quite lovely," Serena replied, flashing a seductive smile as her hands slid across his broad chest.
Alexander inhaled sharply, startled by her boldness.
He grabbed her wandering hand, locking his gaze onto hers with a playful but serious warning.
"Babe, you're playing with fire. You know that, right?"
"Fire? Don't you like it?" Serena's fingers grazed his hand, her voice a purr, eyes full of mischief, lips curled in a teasing smirk.
"I'm feeling a bit cold though... What should we do about that?" she asked innocently, her pink tongue flicking over her lips in a way that was both pure and irresistibly tempting.
"Are you trying to seduce me?" Alexander's voice had turned husky, thick with desire.
He pulled her tightly against him, his breathing heavy and deliberate, echoing in the quiet of the night.
"What else do you think we're doing here? Playing kid's games?" Serena's laugh was mocking, and before he could react, she stood on her toes, wrapping her arms around his neck, and planted her luscious red lips firmly on his.
For a brief moment, Alexander was stunned. Then, in the blink of an eye, he took control, pushing her against the side of the car.
"Right here? In front of all these people?" Serena raised an eyebrow, glancing around at the occasional passersby, feeling the cold metal pressing into her back.
"Of course not," he said, opening the car door and swiftly guiding her inside.
The large space suddenly felt much smaller. "Don't rush, babe," he whispered, kissing the soft skin of her collarbone as he pressed a button. With a quiet whir, the car seats folded down into a plush, makeshift bed.
Serena chuckled softly. Of course, a playboy like Alexander would have all the tricks up his sleeve.
"Happy?" Alexander's eyes sparkled with amusement as he watched her, like a hawk watching its prey, his gaze fixed on the curves of her body draped in that form-fitting gown.
"Not bad," Serena murmured, her lips curving into a satisfied smile as she leaned in to kiss him again, this time more intentionally.
For a split second, Alexander froze, then a sly, heated grin spread across his face. "Babe, are you always this direct?" His voice quivered with excitement, his whole body vibrating with tension, as if every cell in him was screaming with anticipation.
"I don't have time to waste," Serena whispered before biting down on his lip, hard enough to make him groan involuntarily.
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