Roxanne had nowhere to go after fleeing the room, so she hid in the stairwell.
As she leaned against the wall and panted, she reached up to touch her aching lips. It felt as if the man’s warmth was still lingering on them.
A moment later, Roxanne lowered her eyes self-deprecatingly.
It had been many years, and she thought she had no feelings for Lucian anymore. Yet, after just one meeting with him, the man was wreaking havoc in her mind again.
After a while of recomposing herself later, Roxanne returned to the room.
The workers inside were still partying away, and they only became a little quieter when she entered.
Noticing that her mood seemed to have changed since she left the room, Colby furrowed his brows. “Why did you leave for so long? Did something happen? It’s… like something
