Fake marriage with you

Chapter 2: Accidents

"Sorry. I didn't realize there was someone back there." Avery felt very apologetic and hurried away from the man.

When she turned around, she realized that almost all of the wine in her hand was splashed on the man's body! Seeing this scene, Avery couldn't help but exclaim "OMG!"

The man had already taken off his suit jacket, so after his shirt got wet from the wine, Avery was beside herself with apologies.

"It's okay, you're the one who got the shock, and it's my fault for not warning you ." The man laughed softly and raised his hand so Avery didn't have to panic, "I have spare clothes, don't worry."

She was just tall enough to be at the man's chest to visualize the damp-stained fabric outlining the shape of his pecs. The hidden sensuality was something that made even Avery pause for a moment, and in this case it would only be rude to look any further. Realizing that her gaze was wrong and hurriedly averting her eyes in a flash, Avery didn't dare to look at the expression on the man's face right now and hurriedly went in search of something to wipe the man off with.

The man was beside himself looking for a clean fabric to wipe the excess wine from his shirt, not paying attention to Avery's gaze for a few seconds. By the time he released his gaze to Avery again, the two locked eyes.

The man smiled a little and held out his hand saying "Maveric."

With Maverick's good looking eyes watching, Avery couldn't help but shake his hand back "I'm Avery."

"em, I'm sorry I messed up your shirt, how about this, I'll give you back a new one?" Avery felt she needed to take responsibility for her actions, of course she wouldn't admit that there was an element of a man's sexy body involved.

"It's just a dress" Maveric replied, "I've got a spare in the car, it's in the parking lot, I'll go talk to the butler..."

Feeling him pause, Avery immediately said "At least let me buy you dinner once."

Maveric didn't say no again, so the two exchanged contact information.

No one realized that both men's mental activities while the wine was being spilled were: that's sexy !

Maveric received a message from a friend asking him out to a party after a meeting. Normally he didn't have time to go to these places, and had been focusing on his abilities when he took over his family's business; he wanted to familiarize himself with managing his family's business as soon as possible. After this he attended parties much less frequently. It just so happens that the company has been making good profits lately, allowing Maveric to take a little break. A friend he hasn't seen in years asks him to go to a party at this time, and Maveric thinks he can drop by and join the party.

Unfortunately, Maveric's friend is just as unreliable as Avery's friend, because he's a second-generation rich man, his family's business is good, and his father is very good at managing the company, so he doesn't think about the future at all. He was so caught up in the moment that he chatted with Maveric for a while before being drawn away by the hot and sexy woman next to him.Maveric shook his head in disbelief and wondered if he should go out and find someone to relax with for the evening too.

There seems to be some kind of argument going on over here, and the noise is heard even by Maveric, who is still around the corner, and he looks suspiciously towards the center of the action, only to be caught by Avery, who is relaxing by the balcony.

Avery wore a low-cut satin silver-white halter dress, black and thick hair had a soft light under the moonlight, the soft fabric outlined the woman's delicate figure, plump and attractive hips and bulging breasts, the waist was so slim that it seemed like it could be grasped with one hand, so that people couldn't help but think about what it would be like to hold it in one's arms.

Maveric guessed that this woman was not something that could be ruffled by frivolous words, so he went over first. She didn't expect to be surprised by what flew out of it. Wine spilled all over Maveric, but it was Avery in his arms that attracted him.

The curves of her proud breasts were soft and bouncy under her dress, and Avery's scent was so pronounced in the distance between the two senses that it seemed to provoke some reaction in him. The fine, soft, dark hair plastered against his arm that was gently holding Avery's waist, adding a bit of ambiguous warmth. From Maveric's viewpoint, Avery's long, well-toned legs were also bare, clinging to his suit pants.