The air was filled not only with the aroma of wine but also with a faint scent of roses, teasing Adrian's senses.
The fingers tracing his lips were so soft... A storm seemed to rage in his eyes. Suddenly, he grabbed Olivia's waist, pushing her against the wall, his voice husky and low. "No need to wash up, I don't mind." Then he leaned down and kissed her.
Olivia looked up, her head spinning. She had no idea where she was, only that the skin under her palms was so hot it was almost burning her.
When she felt a dry touch on her waist, Olivia sobered up a little and pushed Adrian's cheek away.
Seeing Adrian turn his head and stare at her coldly, she leaned against the wall and said hesitantly, "You...don't you like men?"
After all, she had made advances twice, and Adrian had remained in
